So, I got to work on a new DxD story involving an old OC I haven't sued in a while... my Nephalem OC. I had to give him a bit of a redo in terms of who his parents are and such. Well, mostly his father. Instead of having a name similar to Vergil from Devil May Cry, the OC's father is now none other than Azreal, the Angel of Death. His mother is still Sarlith Mammon, of house Mammon.

Now this story is a simple single pairing story. It's my OC, Damian Mammon, paired with none other than Yasaka, nobody else. The story starts years before DxD canon begins, and before Kunou is born so I think you can easily guess how she'll come into the story.

Now enough talk, let's begin the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the OC.

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''Mmmhg..'' A groan left his lips as the annoying beeping sound he heard woke him from his calming sleep sleep. He kept his eyes closed for the moment as he tried to move arms and legs, only to wince he felt his body hurt all over.

Beep… Beep…

He growled as the sound didn't stop as he wouldn't mind going back to sleep, especially as the bed he was currently on was the most comfortable thing he had ever felt. Nothing even came close. Considering what he's had to face for most of his life such as racial insults simply for what he is, and he had nowhere to sleep except the ground and be on the run constantly.

Slowly he opened his eyes, revealing dark green eyes that stared at the white ceiling which confused him before he looked around and saw a life monitor machine next to him, indicating he was in a hospital. This looked like a hospital room either way. There was the bed he was currently resting on, a cabinet next to the bed on the opposite side of the machine and a couple of paintings that hung on the wall far away from him.

His eyes snapped to the door upon hearing it open and his body tensed, fearing it was his attackers, but the door fully opened to reveal a young woman who entered the room. She was quite pretty with her light brown hair and forest green eyes that were currently focused on some papers she was holding.

''..H-ello..'' He greeted, his voice sounding a bit hoarse from being dehydrated.

The woman looked up from her papers before letting out a gasp upon seeing him awake. ''A-ah.. Wait here for a bit.'' Not waiting for a reply she turned around and left the room, leaving him once more by himself.

''Huh?'' He blinked as he watched her leave. What was all that about? He thought she would check up on him and not leave!

'I'm most likely in the human world.' He thought as he glanced to the window, able to see the clear blue sky with no clouds in sight. He knew he was in the human realm, the sky in Hell was much different than the human world's sky. Now he just had to figure out where abouts in the human world he was. America, Scotland, England, Germany, France, Russia...

His thoughts were interrupted when he door leading to his room was once more opened and someone else walked in. Turning towards the newcomer, he looked only to immediately fight down the blush that covered his cheeks upon seeing the inhuman beauty, he already forgot that nurse from before, make her way towards him with soft steps.

She had long blonde hair done in a loose ponytail that went down all the way down her legs and ended in a spiral. It was paler than his own and seemed to have some sort of shine to it. Her face was perfect with delicate features. Her eyebrows were cut short but it only amplified her beauty and her eyes were a sparkling golden that looked at him with an almost smothering intensity.

Her outfit consisted of a white haori with over it a red hakama that did little to hide her voluptuous figure though he did his best not to stare.

However, his eyes stopped on a certain feature that he knew no humans have. Behind her, swaying gently with each step she made were not one but nine golden furred bushy tails along with a pair of fox ears that were on peeking out of her hair. He couldn't help but admit, she was...

..beautiful..." He whispered, the word leaving his mouth before he even knew it. His eyes widened when he did catch on to what he said. She too had heard what he called her. At least he assumed so as he took note of the pink that dusted her cheeks.

He wanted to apologize but was beaten to it as the blonde woman spoke up, having pushed down her blush from the rather unexpected compliment that he had graced her with. ''You're up much earlier than I had expected.'' Her voice was both soft and soothing and caused his heart fluttered at the sound. ''Tell me, who and what are you? You smell like a Devil and an Angel, and even have demonic and angelic power."

He cleared his throat and gulped down a bit of saliva down his dry throat, he really needed some water but that can come later. Once he was sure his voice won't be hoarse, he spoke. "My name... is Damian Mammon, and I... I'm a Nephalem. The son of an Angel and a Devil. And you are?"

'Ah!'' The blonde brought her hands to her cheeks that held a light blush of embarrassment upon realizing she hadn't even introduced herself. ''I am Yasaka, leader of the Youkai here in Kyoto.'' She gestured towards the tails behind her that swished back and forth gently.

Now he knew where he was and who this woman was as well. He was in Kyoto, Japan. Kyoto happened to be the home of many Youkai species, and their leader was none other than Yasaka, one of the most desired women in the supernatural world. ll men, and even some women, wanted her for her looks and power. Devils, Fallen Angels, magicians, vampires, hell, perhaps even Angels and that's why they fell and became Fallen Angels.

There's probably not a person in the world of Devils, Angels and Fallen Angels that doesn't know who Yasaka is and how powerful she is.

"Now, may I ask what you are doing here and why you were found with blood all over you and badly wounded?" yasaka asked a little more strictly but still softly, a eyebrow raised after she finished asking her question.

Damian had his head fall back against the pillows as he sighed. "Prejudice idiots that don't know when to stop. I ran from the Underworld after living there for most of my life until my mother was killed. I remained homeless in Hell, sleeping wherever, stealing whatever I can find... until recently when I got caught by some nobles that felt like showing the 'inferior Nephalem' who's superior."

"Devils." Yasaka said with disgust in her voice before she looked at him with a frown. "The damage they did to you healed up before we even brought you here, but we had to remove your clothing due to the tears and the dried blood. I see you have a healing factor."

Damian nodded. "I was struck with a powerful attack before I managed to teleport to the human world, which is most likely why you found me in the state I was." He sat up and stretched his arms, feeling several bones pop and the stiffness in his limbs go away.

"Oh my..." he heard Yasaka whisper and looked to see her blushing while staring at him and he looked down to see he was not wearing anything, meaning his chest was exposed. He took a glance under the covers and saw he wore no underwear as well. The 19-year old Nephalem raised an eyebrow at the blushing Kitsune as she walked over and ran a delicate hand across his abs and chest slowly. "Not a single wound..."

"That's thanks to my healing." Damian said. "May I leave?"

Yasaka snapped back from running her hand down his chest and straightened herself after having lost focus on why she was here in the first place.

''Yes~ You can.. but! I'd prefer it if you'd stay in Kyoto for now.'' At his confused look she elaborated. "You have nowhere to go, I doubt even Heaven would want to take you in. And I doubt you want to go back to the Underworld. So you can stay here and settle for now. A life on the run and homeless is not a good thing, especially for someone like yourself."

Damian thought over her words and realised she was right. If he left, he'll most likely be found by the Devils again and have to go on the run. But here? Yasaka was offering shelter, a place to stay, to eat, to drink, to try and have some form of a normal life without the fear of being hunted everyday simply for what he is. Damian glanced at Yasaka again, taking a subtle glance at her body. And the fact that he was feeling an inkling of attraction to the blonde kitsune...

"Very well." he nodded. "i'll stick around. I've... I've always wanted to see Japan since I was a little boy."

Yasaka clasped her hands together at his answer which was accompanied with a beautiful smile of her own. ''Great! I'll make sure you'll be good to leave while I'll also have someone bring you some clothes. We can talk in private then.''

He thanked her once more before watching her turn around and leave. His eyes following her swaying tails that were moving with such grace with each step she took until she left the room and he was once more alone.

Damian fell back against the pillows and turned to look out the window. He wasn't sure when, but he slowly dozed off and fell asleep...

And that's it for this chapter everyone. I hope you enjoyed it and look forward to the rest of it. yes, Damian faced prejudice of Devils, the pureblood types who despise anything that taints that, and a Nephalem? The child of an Angel and a Devil? Yeah, Damian didn't have it easy after his mother died. In fact, both his parents are dead so he really has no one... except Yasaka.

I'm thinking of doing more stories involving my Nephalem OC that he can fit in, such as a Percy Jackson story inspired by Arcane Chaos by Kronium345 where it's Damian in the world of gods and he gains power of all kinds from different pantheons while making enemies of gods and monsters, and gains a harem along the way of goddesses and demigoddess.

I'm also thinking of a series of one-shot lemons involving Damian and the sexy women of High School DxD.

Let me know what you think in the reviews about both, I do need help for the Percy Jackson one since nobody's really done an OC centered from the Christianity pantheon story in PJO before.