Hey guys, Chirith here. I am back with another chapter and hope you like it.

Saw someone getting bitter in the comment section lol

Disclaimer: I don't own danmachi and it belongs to its creator.

Ren smiled as he fixed himself up. He had decided to travel on foot to Orario and it will take him a while but he has his map. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, the young man smiled. He was currently dressed like a Jonin from naruto but with a twist. He wore a navy blue long-sleeved shirt with a green unzipped flack jacket with breast pockets. He wore a pair of black pants with black combat-style boots. He also wore a pair of metal-plated fingerless gloves, a belt with a holster for his knife on the back of his waist with a right thigh holster containing a survival knife. He smiled as he took a backpack with him and carried it as he went down the stairs.

Once he was in the living room, the young man smiled as he saw bell's grandfather.

"Bell's gonna be upset that you left while he was asleep." The old man said as he offered him a cup of coffee.

"Yeah, He'll nag my ear off next time I come here," Ren said with a smile as he took a seat and rested the bag on the floor. Taking the cup of coffee, the young man took a small sip and nodded. The taste, the aroma, they were all great. As expected from someone who had lived for a long time.

"Pankration will be your greatest weapon in the dungeon. I won't be able to update your falna when you go there. You can have yourself be converted to another Familia while I hide the real identity of your familia." The old man said as he handed him a paper.

Strength C 690

Endurance B 777

Dexterity E 420

Agility D 545

Magic I 69

Skills:

Existence Outside the Domain

Avenger

Self-replenishment

Chant Creation

Magic:

Wayward Wind

Ren Cruz
Level 1

Looking over the piece of paper in his hand, the young man nodded before throwing it on the fireplace. Watching everything burn, by his hand, the young man sighed as he knew he can cover a lot of ground in a day. He was also traveling light so he can be faster.

"You saved up around 50, 000 Valis. It can last you for a while. I would have wanted you to have more."

"No need to worry. I can take care of myself. Besides, I will be sending money back as much as I can." Ren said with a smile. He owed the old man and Bell a lot. Not only did they save him from back then, but they also took care of him, fed him, and treated him like he was one of their own. Moreso now that he was a part of the Familia of the old man.

"Well, I have no doubts about that." The old man said with a smile as he reached in beside him and took out a bundle. "My last gift before you go." The old man said with a smile as he motioned for the young man to open it.

"I had an old friend of mine make this as a favor. It's a special weapon and only you can use it." The old man said with a smile.

Opening the bundle, the young man's eyes widened at the sight of a spear. it is a simple spear with sturdy workmanship that is well designed for close combat. It did not have anything fancy on it but it was beautiful in its simplicity and practicality. It has a pair of wings to prevent anyone impaled on it from getting closer to him. It was around 6 feet long allowing him to use it quite well.

"It's beautiful." the young man said with a smile. Holding the shaft gently, the young man smiled as he twirled the spear and did a simple, yet clean thrust.

"One of your 'Brothers' used to use a spear." The old man said with a smile. "They all died back then."

"the dragon?" Ren asked as he bundled up the spear carefully.

"Yes. Not even an army composed of the two strongest families of Orario was not enough." Tightening the grip he had on the mug, the old man's teeth gritted together as countless images of people he once knew were now gone. Bell's grandfather was pulled out from his memories when Ren gently squeezed his shoulder, to let him know he was there.

"I swear, I will live. I will make sure to bring glory back to our familia, no matter what." Ren said with a smile as he cut his finger and let the blood drop on the burning paper.

"I see. Do what you can and what you want. Don't forget to visit though." The old man said with a smile as he looked at Ren and rubbed his head.

"I will." The young man said with a smile. Putting on his bag and holding his bundled-up spear, the young man smiled at the old man. "I will be heading to Orario now, Zeus."

"Good luck," Zeus said with a smile as the young man walked away. Taking one last look at his home, Ren smiled as he walked towards the dungeon city.

ACtivating his skill of chant creation, the young man focused as he closed his eyes.

"Gazing up the blue, thirsting for a thing unattained" Ren chanted as a soft green glow surrounded his body

"Those wings, I want them too," Feeling his body turn lighter, the young man smiled as he looked at one of the ridges near the house and fell off it.

"Dance, Wayward wind."

Finishing the last line of his chant, the young man kicked off the air as he flew through the sky using his magic, going faster than a horse while making sure to not overuse his mind. As he softly stepped on the air to travel to the dungeon city, memories of a kingdom ruled by a tyrant filled his mind.

He normally would not think of it much, but this time. The thought of the subjects filled him with an emotion he would not usually feel. Seeing the subjects of the kingdom dance and sing happily made him feel an unending amount of hatred.

Inside his bag, in the book, the golden card pulsed lightly. On his right arm, a red tattoo of a spear formed, separated into three.

Oh! What's this?

Ren is a member of Zeus Familia? What does the card do? What is the plan?

If you want to find out please stay tuned.

P.S

I will also be releasing a Danmachi/One piece fic sometime this month.

I will be giving the mc the Mochi Mochi no mi. Because Katakuri is cool!