Reaper Of DXD

by Ragnorak16

You've read Gamer stories. You've read overpowered SI stories, this is both. Prepare for Insanity and bullshit powerlevels. Gamer Oc, eventually OP Oc. Slight Au and refrences to other games that may or may not be known. Main characters will consist mostly of the Gamer, the Gremory group and Sitri group

19. Chapter 17

Chapter 16. A true skirmish.

I woke up the next morning, refreshed and feeling the sense of vindication coming. I don't know why though. I just hope it's good for me. I went downstairs and cooked everyone breakfast, thankfully there wasn't another….incident involving my food which was greatly appreciated by both the chief and the ones eating my food. I do, not, want to clean up their fluids if at all possible. Never again….apparently they had dripped yesterday on their way to the bathrooms….I refuse to think about it. Bahamut hasn't stopped laughing since last night when I came to that realization after stepping in some on the stairs.

I nearly vomited at that moment and I refuse to repeat it ever again. {One day partner you may not have the choice, I can see you cleaning up after your future mates and hating every time you do.} He laughed, I can tell he was rolling around in my head from how hard he was laughing. At that moment I seriously considered getting a butcher's knife and cutting off my arms but that would only cause a greater mess so I opted not to do that. Ignoring the dragon of death and destruction inside my arm, I just kept a twitching smile behind my mask as I went outside with the sword maidens. Who came back without Kokabiel's head so I figured they didn't get him. Grimble would keep Lilly safe...or at the very least company, he's still a puppy after all and hasn't grown much since his last growth spurt. Note to self, remember what Crota did in front of him and let him soak up all my salty(and highly justified!) rage.

"Alrighty now, should we join up with the devils or split up here?" I asked the duo. I got two for splitting up, Xenovia wanted to stay with me strangely enough as Irina wanted to go off searching for Freed. I raise my eyebrow at Xenovia but shrug, I gave Irina a thumbs up and watched her go. Now, I wasn't an idiot, I knew what was gonna happen so secretly I summoned Wraith to shadow her. He nods and slinks into the shadow, actually merging with Irina's. I held back some shock, he could use some of my skills? Can all my summons do that, or is it just him since he was the first? I'm gonna need to test that later.

"So why on earth did you want to come with me?" I asked her, she ignored me and walked ahead. I sighed and followed her, Kiba and the others showed up. I was impressed to see Rias and Sona and two perverts who couldn't sit down. I chuckled a little at that and they glared at me if looks could kill not even orphis wouldn't be safe from their glares.

"Don't laugh at us! We can't even sit down." Sanji whined. I just kept laughing, that was amusing, sadly I wasn't able to record it since I forgot about my phone and it's infinite battery and also storage as I discovered last night. Rias tried not to let her giggles be too loud while Sona tried not to smile at her pawn's whines. Seeing Kiba next to Rias made me wonder, that didn't happen in, did it?

"So...why haven't you spanked Kiba so hard he can't walk anymore?" and yes, that was innuendo. Kiba began to nervously sweat as Rias grinned evilly.

"Yes, I almost forgot about that, but I've decided to wait until Valper has been handled. Also, thanks for getting him back to me before we handled Valper." Rias thanked me….even though I had nothing to do with this. I looked to Kiba for an answer and he offered nothing as usual. None of the other peerage members gave me much to work with either. So instead of completing the quest, it updated.

Main quest updated. Angel hunt. Find Kokabiel and then beat him.

Side objective: kill Kokabiel and judge his soul.

Rewards: dependent on whether you kill him or not.

Failure: death.

Accept: Y?

Okay...do I not get any rewards for the last quest?! I guess not, besides, Crota would probably steal it. Ugh, oh well, at least I got a favor out of Rias. It's at least something. I simply nod and entertain her, still having no idea what she meant by me getting him back. Did I lead them to Kiba by acid- you know what. I just realized I don't care, onwards now.

We discussed our game plan for today, which means go look for Kokabiel. The devils split up with their peerages, with the exception of Kiba who went with me and Xenovia. It was a rather...awkward few hours of searching. Made more awkward with the fact that none of us liked each other very much. However, after about three hours of this nonsense Kiba broke first and tried small talk, well, accusing small talk at the very least.

"Did you lead Rias to me?" Kiba asked me. I rolled my eyes.

"No, I didn't, the last time I saw you was last night when you tried to go after Valper and one of the leaders of the fallen. How did that work out?" I ask him with just a hint of snark. He glared but took a breath, clearly knowing better than to fight me.

"Sadly I lost them, same as the priests. I went to bed in a tree that night and my master found me in the morning." He had a small smile when he mentioned Rias. I wanted to mention that if he actually cared for her he would never have left her in the first place, but I've busted his chops enough for this week so I just nodded along.

"You care about her a lot don't you?" I ask curiously. I already knew the answer but I figured why not, anything to pass the time. He nods, his smile growing a little.

"Yes, we all do. For many of us, she is our savior. Her kindness is boundless, she's the mother and older sister figure many of us either never had, or never can have again. She truly is the greatest master…." He trailed off, his smile disappearing as he gained a somber look. With a glance, I could read the regret all over his face, and you know what it said? I'm a fool. He continued.

"I'm a fool-" Called it. "I never should've abandoned my master's peerage. All because of my pride and my need for justice-" This time I interrupted him.

"Vengeance, you wanted vengeance. It's understandable why, you've been through a hell I can barely imagine, and I witnessed it first hand." I told him, he gave me a look of surprise.

"So you weren't lying about watching it?" He asked me, he must mean when I purposely antagonize him to get his sacred gear.

"No I wasn't, I was still a child then. But older reapers were taking bets on how many would survive. No one bet only one would survive strangely enough." I say the last part as more of an afterthought. Suddenly Kiba had a look of pure rage.

"Well, why didn't they help! If even half of them were as strong as you are now they could've saved us all!" He yelled I shrug.

"They were much stronger than I but, well, they simply didn't want to help you or your comrades. Believe it or not, my kind love death, even if it means more work for them. I'm rather unique among them as I do not take joy watching others die horribly for no reason." I tell Kiba in an even voice, his anger starts to cool but I could see it wasn't dispersing, only being saved up for later.

I still don't have all of the memories from the person who used to control this body, I don't remember most of his childhood. No, that's not right, I don't remember most of his childhood when Issei or Irina isn't a part of it. Nothing but white static with the occasional image, but from what little I remember I know this. The reaper race is not a kind species, they are not benevolent angels to guide you to death. They are people who take pleasure from watching people die and growing stronger from it. From what little I remember, they wouldn't hesitate to murder others for even a sliver of power. 'Though maybe I'm only remembering the bad parts, the bad times. I shouldn't generalize against an entire species, especially with it being my own.' I thought as I walk. {I agree with you, partner, but let's not get our hopes up for nothing.} Bahamut told me, he shared my memories so not even he knew what happened in the past, even though he was there. 'You have a point Bahamut, I'm just overthinking things. Something I do when I'm bored.' Or anxious, but I didn't tell Bahamut that. I was worried yes, how could I not. A fallen seraph is going to wreak all forms of havoc, and he's gonna start by attacking Irina first, well, helping Freed at the very least. I'm not ready, though neither were Issie and the gang in canon and they still survived, this is an entirely different beast from canon now. So I can't help but be worried. I closed my hands in a fist to stop them from shaking, I'm not weak. Not anymore, I can fight back and it's not like I'm alone in this. Just breath spen- no. I'm Mores now, just breath Mores. Take a breath and keep calm, you have an image to uphold after all.

|Pov switch, Wraith. First person|

Plenty of spaces to hide, plenty of ambush sites. I followed pigtail girl as master told me. He was right to, chills crawl over me as I crawl towards next meal, quick and without stop. My instincts are screaming at me to run, but I don't run. I am an Alpha, and Alpha's don't run. I continue to look around for them, I can sense their presence. I know they're here, but where are they? Pigtail girl sits down on under a tree. A fog rolled in, I don't like this.

"Well, looks like they're not here. Why did I think going into a forest alone would be a good idea. Mores will chew my head off if I'm not back soon." She sighs, relaxing against the tree. I move to the tree's shadow to see at a wider angle, but still nothing. Why don't they attack? Wait, if I can sense them, what's stopping them from sensing me? The Excalibur maybe? Though that doesn't explain why they don't attack now, she's 'alone' so where are they?

"Though, taking it easy for a few minutes can't hurt. I'm sure the heavenly father won't mind if I take a small break." Pigtails yawned, wait. Why would she yawn? She's only been walking for a few minutes, something isn't right. She's starting to doze off, her blinking slows down as does her breathing. She is on the verge of falling asleep, the fog, it's not fog but gas! Only after I come to realization do I hear a twig snap and the hum of a holy blade.

"Gotcha bitch!" The pale madman yelled, jumping out of the bush right at her, she just barely rolls out of the way. Her hood getting impaled instead of her. I return to her shadow while he's pulling his sword from the wood. He's not alone, but where is the crow bat? I can't act without knowing, I don't care for being speared in the back. Pigtails had drawn her blade, but she was still tired. The gas hasn't dissipated yet.

"Ahh! Is my sleepy gas making it hard for you to stand? Well don't worry, I'm gonna put you to bed!" He struck like lightning, his cuts shallow but hitting home every time. Pigtails ground her teeth and tried to block but she was to tire and the pale mad man went around her holy sword like it wasn't even there. He kicked her into the dirt and moved forward. Pigtails managed to stand and turned her Excalibur into a fan and blew away the gases. She might stand a chance now, though the wingbeats of that crow fill the area begged to differ.

"Well, what's this? Freed, you haven't finished her already? I thought I told you not to play with your victims." The crow bat said in an amused voice. His throne was nowhere to be seen. The madman only frowned like a child who was told to go to bed early.

"I know! But she's so weak, and you know the saying. Love your job or what's the point of doing it, and I'm loving my job at the moment." The madman cackled, he parried Pigtails's surprise attack. He headbutted her and kicked her hard in the gut, sending her into a tree, she gasped and began to cough violently. I need to get in there, but that menacing aura of the crow bat…..It's freighting. 'Need to fight.' i tell myself, but I don't move. Not even as the madman kicks her in the skull, not even when he breaks her nose. I don't move, why? Move! Move! Yet I do not, why don't I move. Am I that paralyzed by fear that I would disobey my master? That I would go against his orders?! He ordered me to protect not to hide!

"Hurry up freed, I'm getting bored just kill her already before I kill her myself." The crow bat yawned, he was sitting in a tree. Hand going over a light spear with enough firepower to level a chunk of this forest. My instincts demand me to run, but I am an alpha, and I don't run. I stop shaking, when I started I don't know, but it stops now.

"Alrighty, killjoy. Bye-bye bitch!" He swung his blade down, but instead of the wet snap of bone and blood, a clang of steel against sword steel echo across the forest. My claw held him back as I emerge from the shadow at last. My master ordered me to keep her safe, I will not fail my master, not now, not ever.

"Run. If. Can." I manage to get out. My other claw swinging down towards his throat, but he blocked it with her sword, he must've grabbed it when I wasn't looking. No matter, he still dies today. I put pressure onto our little clash, his legs buckle as my tentacles emerge from the shadows.

"Wha-who? What are you?!" Pigtails asked I ignore her. Not the time for chit chat. I swing my tentacles at his unprotected neck and swing him away into the brush, regaining my balance and floating once more.

"Just. Run. I. Hold." I spit out, turning my gaze to the crow bat who was as shocked as anyone else but handled it much better. The brush moved and I blocked the sudden counter-attack from the male human. His red eyes alight with rage, mine dark with hunger. I swing my spare claw but he dodges under it, raising the mimic to a gun and firing point blank. My armor absorbs most of the damage but a drop of my blood drips. My tongue tastes my own blood, and I go on the attack. Snarling I throw him off me, teleporting behind him and swinging my claws down his back, digging through flesh and grazing the spine. Should've gone deeper. He yells and backs up, his blood drips from my hands. I drink the fluid, it's a bit sour for my taste, but it is nutrients all the same. My armor slowly grows back as he tries to stand, swords don't mean shit if they don't land. Even the mighty Excalibur fragments are not free of this fact. I glance towards Pigtails and see her back to me running away. Good, she does have a brain. Though she glances back, to me and to her sword.

"Life. More. Important. Than. Metal. Stick." I tell her, she didn't look like she believes me but went back to running.

"Well, that's not good, she can't exactly run off. Freed, get back here. I'll take over from here on. I still have a use for you, so get healed again. I'd rather not have our only holy sword user be a corpse by an abomination." I snarl at the crow bat. I am not an abomination. I growl and pounce of freed before he can leave, he tries to push me off but his blood pooling outside his body makes him rather weak. My claws dig into his shoulders to pin him down and I open to mouth feast upon his flesh. I heard the sound of a light spear being charged, I glanced back and watched as crow bat aims his spear that can level this of the forest at the girl I am supposed to protect. He tossed it before I could stop him, time slowed to a crawl as the light spear slowly made its way towards her back. I throw the human away and teleport just ahead of the light spear. I go Supernova my atoms buzzing as they began to overcharge with energy, I can't stop the attack. That is obvious, but redirecting it is not outside my power. My claws slice through the light spear, the energy-burning me alive but I move my tentacles into the ground and point, y other claw up. The destructive power followed the current and out where I pointed. It explodes in a flash of light that I had to look away from because it was so bright. My armor was almost all gone and my Supernova passed. I breathed in deeply and out roughly, sparks coming out of my mouth.

"Why..? Why would you protect me to this degree?" Pigtails asked me, I just chuckle. My laughter is as coarse and sparse as my voice.

"Because. Master. Death. Told. Me. to." I tell her, the crow bat instantly figures out what I mean and he smirks as another spear of light pops into existence into his palm.

"I see your the reaper's pet. No wonder you survived that little stunt of yours, but how many more can you do before your done?" He asked of me. Pigtails look shocked and her jaw actually drops. I just look up and glare at the crow bat.

"As. Many. As. It. Takes. She. Will. Not. Perish." I say, my voice as raw as the hide I gave up to save her. I can't do that to many more times, master. Hurry.

|Pov restored!|

I fly towards the forest, having seen that flash of light in the sky. They must've already attacked and Kokabiel was leading the charge. That's not good, not good at all. I had told Kiba and Xenovia to get the others before I ran off before I left my arcana with Irina leveled up to four. Must be because Wraith saved her life, I don't know how long he can hold the fallen seraph off. He's not meant for straight up brawls, his specialty revolves around hidden strikes, but given the circumstances, I doubt that can be accomplished. I fly through the forest, seeing more explosions of light as I flew through. Four, then five. He won't last much longer, I kick down a tree that stood in my way and arrived just in time to see Wraith be blown to bloody pieces and Irina to fly into me. I use my wings to ease our fall, but it still hurts like a mother. I cough up blood from the impact but manage to keep us from flying too far.

"And so the Reaper comes at his mutts death. I've gotten what I came for, so I'll be taking my leave. See you soon Reaper, and those little devils as well." Kokabiel taunted, leaving before with Excalibur mimic and rapidly before I could stop him. I would've gone after him but Irina was in bad shape if I coughed up blood from the impact she's hurling it up. I don't hesitate to pull out one of my many elixirs and try to get her to drink it, but she coughs it back up. No good on that part, so I use Healing hands to keep her stable.

"Mo-Mo? Your friend…?" Irina asked, or tried to, she was in a lot of pain after all. I just call Wraith back, he hovers over the two of us. She was obviously shocked he was still alive but was in too much pain to question it.

"As you can see he's fine, I'm more worried about you though. You're in rough shape, Irina." I told her, my voice gentle as I focused my mana on healing her throat and chest, so she could better take the elixir and not die before then. She tries to sit up but Wraith keeps her down.

"Don't. Pigtails." I raised an eyebrow at his nickname for her, does he not share my memories or does he just like to nickname people? I'm gonna have to ask later. I could tell she wanted to ask about what the hell Wraith is but she changed expressions as quickly as I finished pulling out the cork for the backup elixir.

"Thanks, Mo-Mo." She thanked me, I just smile and shrug as I turn off my skill.

"Well that's what friends do, they look out for each other. Also, this may taste horrible but it is good for you." She looks confused until I shove the elixir down her throat, she almost spits it out but manages to swallow once I give her a look. Her injuries, that I didn't fix, began to heal up nicely. She sat up and hugged Wraith first before giving me a bear hug, and I do mean a bear hug. Did that elixer give a strength buff because she is squeezing me far harder than normal! That unknown feeling came back, these feelings aren't mine. So why am I feeling them, then? I couldn't think of an answer now, mostly because a screen popped up in my face. Saying the wheel of fortune had leveled up to 6. 6! What is this growth?! Is it trying to compensate for her lack of time here? I read the screen, wondering what I acquired.

You have ranked up the wheel of fate!

Rank 6/10

Effects: childhood friend. When hanging out there is a chance of reminiscing over the past together. +5 to wisdom and luck when this happens.

Fortunate friend: Due to your friendship with Irina, when fighting either together or an in a group of summons, there is a ten percent chance of your opponent tripping and or slipping up by mistake, a bit of bad luck you could say.

I nod at the effect. It's useful, it was only then I noticed Irina passed out while she was hugging me. She must've been tired, knockout gas and near death, experiences would take a lot out of a person, especially if they're a teenage girl. I bottled those unfamiliar feelings and threw them away when they began to flare up.

"These feelings are starting to become troublesome." I murmured, more whispered though. I didn't want to wake up Irina. My partner hummed in my mind, I waited to see if he would offer any good advice on keeping these unknown feelings in check. {Well. I think where I know they're coming from, or to be more accurate who. The original owner of that body and my previous warden.} His word choice there, warden not partner. I would be lying if I said I wasn't curious what he meant by that but I kept my mouth shut on that particular subject.

"Mores?" I ask Bahamut nodded yes, he did that by controlling my arm and moving it up and down. That, that is a headache of a matter. One I should've finished up a long time ago, thankfully it hasn't bitten me in the butt yet, but I could feel the teeth closing in. I need to clean that mess up as soon as I can, which will be this night.

"I'll fix it tonight, but for now, we have a fallen seraph to make pay." I tell my partner, he laughs in my head. Not a mocking one by any stretch, but an amused one. {It wasn't a long ago you ran away from sirzechs, but now you charge straight towards someone who is close in strength to him. A ballsy move if I ever heard one.} He tells me, I just chuckle. He's not wrong, I nod along. Grinning up a storm.

More rustling in the trees as the devils came over, Xenovia and Kiba not with them. Strange.

"Irina-" he was too loud, so I reaper chopped him. His slightly bleeding head rose and I gave him a shushing gesture.

"She's fine, just asleep. Don't wake her up." He nodded, rubbing the bump as Asia fixed the bleeding.

"What happened?" Sona whispered I explained the situation to the best of my abilities. How She was ambushed and how Wraith kept her alive as best he could before I showed up and healed her. Then I explained Kokabiel's part, how big he actually played and how I don't think it'll be the last we see of him. I glanced at Tsubaki who flinched a little for some strange reason.

"Say, you can teleport, right? Think you put Irina in a bed?" I asked her. Tsubaki was a little surprised but nodded, with Sona's of course. She picked Irina up and disappeared using a magic glyph, I need to learn teleportation. After that we walked onto a dirt road, Asia making conversation with Wraith as the poor creature tried to keep up. His vocal cords not fully formed to the extent of humans or devils, and etc.

"I have no idea what's going on. I mean a fallen leader, here?! That's crazy." Sanji ranted, Issie nodded along. It made a certain amount of sense. I roll my eyes at the rant, but then I hear Sanji ask something very telling as does the other devils start clutching their chests.

"Does anyone's chest hurt?" he asked, I can say everyone else's did. I didn't feel the same pain or any sensation, the joys of not being a reborn as a devil I would say. I looked down the road a bit and saw freed walking down the road with four Excaliburs, one of them being mimicry. He panted but otherwise showed no injury, which shouldn't be possible given his back was opened up but it clearly wasn't now? What kinda healing bullshit did they do on him? I didn't get the chance to ask since he then flipped everyone off and ran down the road. I was a little pissed but I'm not gonna chase him down the road because of that, especially since it's an obvious trap….Akeno, however, was willing to lead the charge of idiocy.

"Ara ara, look how tired and in pain he is. It'll be my pleasure to finish him off and listen to him scream." She said with a very disturbing blush on her face, her sadistic side is showing. And since the queen ran after him, so did the king and the dominos only continued to fall until I and Wraith were the only ones not chasing him. We looked at each other and then just ran after them. Thankfully being a higher level means we could catch up to them easily, that they stopped for some reason. That reason became clear when I got to the front and saw Kokabiel holding Akeno by the throat as Freed is laughing under him.

"Look at them, they fell for it. Their faces! I can't breathe. Talk about fell for the bait club!" He said in between gasps of demented laughter. Even Kokabiel was chuckling as he choked Akeno with a single hand.

"Yes, it is rather-" He was interrupted by a bolt of yellow lightning courtesy of Akeno. Sadly, it didn't do anything to Kokabiel except make his eyebrows spark a little.

"-humorous. That tickled, you are definitely his daughter alright. Though, I wonder how Baraqiel would react to the knowledge that his little girl is a sadist like me." Kokabiel taunted with a sinister grin. Akeno turned a vicious shade of red, not from embarrassment or a lack of oxygen, but at how she was reminded of her father. Who I'm fairly positive is a good person and she's being bitter about stuff he couldn't control, does that count as teenage rebellion? While I contemplated this, the devil group and Kokabiel, who dropped Akeno some time ago, went in their cannon discussion about the war and him attacking Kuoh, though a part did manage to slip through my thoughts.

"That school will be a perfect warzone, and I'm bringing my army to fight that war." My thoughts actually blanched when I heard that, I wasn't the only one with that reaction.

""What?!""" Sona, Rias, and I all exclaimed at once. One of the few times we all had similar thoughts.

"Oh yes, the little sisters of the satans and the son of the Grim Reaper. What a wonderous war we shall have, not only will the war from before continue but a new faction will be drawn in as well, and what wonders of destruction the reaper race can bring I can only imagine. Unless you want to run away and leave the town of kuoh defenseless?" He asked, knowing our answers and that we wouldn't. He launched a few light spears at us, a snap of my fingers and our shadows created a wall of darkness that swallowed that lazily created spears, they had to be that weak or else we'd resemble swiss cheese, he was long gone by the time the spears stopped coming.

I dropped my shield of dark and went back to thinking, the devils wanted me to join in their strategies though, I didn't groan but I didn't want to join in on this conversation. Mainly because I didn't want to show my nerves, he wasn't supposed to bring a damn army of fallen, what is this? A shitty fanfiction? Rias pulled Sona and I a ways away from the others, Wraith hid in my shadow. Wanting to hear our plan.

"Well, what are our options?" Rias asked us, I let Sona go first since she may have a better plan then I. She pushed up her glasses.

"Well, first things first we need to evacuate the normal students and make sure none of them get caught in this." I nod in agreement to that plan. I asked what was next.

"We should fortify what we can, I would suggest a barrier of some kind but it would take my entire peerage to keep one up, and we'll need all hands on deck." Guess we're without that barrier, I don't remember how useful it was but it might've saved many lives in the canon source, but that layer of protection is gone. Thank god I trapped parts of the school, though I did that expecting not to use them until the battle with the old satan faction and the hero faction, or were they one in the same back then...or is it the future? Gah! Doesn't matter, the timeline is screwed so, thoroughly I don't think I'll need to worry about that botched peace meeting.

"How many enemies do you think we'll have to deal with?" I ask Sona and Rias. I only asked this because they might have a clue how fallen forces work, maybe they learned it in a history class or something at a devil school….I know it's a long shot but who knows.

"Anywhere between a few dozens to a few hundred," Sona told me, I tried not to look terrified, but I was. That is far too many people. I'm just hoping it was a bluff. Fallen bluff….probably.

"That is a lot, why don't you ring up your siblings or however you call them. That would take care of...everything." I wasn't even being optimistic. Those two working together were scary efficient in clearing bad guys, though would they still want to murder me? I sweat drop, maybe calling them wouldn't be so good for my long term health.

"We can't. My sister is on the other side of the world right now, she's making a peace treaty with Egyptian gods. So she can't help." I tried not to look too surprised until I remember my mask was on and let my jaw drop a little. The Egyptian gods exist in this dxd world, of course, they do. I wonder if I can trap them in cards….damn I miss Yugioh.

"And my brother is still on his suspension, so he can't help us."

"When did that happen?!' I asked, not even trying to hide my surprise. Rias shrugged.

"Since after he attacked you and nearly caused a war, the elders put him on a suspension for it. He can't leave hell until it's over and his reputation took a hit overall. So sadly he's out." I nod at Rias's explanation. Better than them not doing it because of their pride.

"So we're on our own. What about Kiba and Xenovia, any idea where they are?" I asked them, they shook their heads no. Of course not, well, I just had faith their sense of revenge would drive them towards the academy.

"We need to get the students off campus as early as possible," I said firmly, they were a bit confused by what I said.

"Kokabiel won't attack during the day, he'll wait until no one is around, he's a warmonger but not an idiot. So we shouldn't rush things too much." Sona told me, to which I deadpanned.

"As you said, he's a warmonger and his goal is to cause another war right?" They nodded and I continued with my point, which I was bullshitting by the by, but knowing Kokabiel's character I figured it was true enough.

"Well to add insult to injury, if he killed the students of the academy in his assault, it wouldn't even matter since the angels would want retribution for the slaughter for all those innocents lost, I don't think even lord Michal would be able to keep them from aggression," I told them, accidentally adding lord to Michal's name. I blinked in shock as did the other two, after clutching their heads in pain of course. I said his name again but it just came out as I would normally say it and the duo didn't get a headache from it. As weird as that was, we moved past it. After that, we quickly ended our little strategy talk and we all went back to Kuoh and sounded the alarm, or more accurately I sounded the alarm. With a fair dose of crushing sewage lines to the entire school and having Wraith screw with every last one of the chemicals in the science labs, we made quite the case for an early school evacuation.

The club leaders, teachers, student council and I helped with the evacuation. The devils and I made sure no human was left on the premise, I even had to shoo away the kendo club once Murayama and Katase were done evacuating everyone else. As we all left, we waited a few minutes and went back in. The devils used their teleportation magic and I used the shadows. The student council room was quickly turned into a makeshift war room. Full detailed maps, courtesy of Sona, were laid across the table with defensive choke points marked out by Sona and I with a red pen. These included but weren't limited to; the occult research shack, the science building to the left, the grounds of the school and etc. I marked them in order of most importance in alphabetical order to help figure out where we would need to add the most defenses. The problem was, what could hold against hundreds of fallen angels, each one of them most likely veterans of the Great War or whatever it was called. Truthfully, there were defenses we could do that could withstand both a small army of crows and their leader.

"What if we add barricades throughout the classrooms? You know, upturn tables and junk for cover?" Issie suggested, but that idea was shot down like ducks in duck hunt.

"They'd just fly over them, or around them, or just straight up blast them to hell." Sanji explained. I had thought of raising large walls of earth to use as cover, but Sona said they could work against us as well, since every advantage we had the enemy had. Too large to fly over quickly and safely, to thick to easily be penetrated by magic not mine, and too noticeable if they go around it. As we spitballed more ideas, I could see Sona and Rias grow more and more nervous. This will be a true battle, not a game like the ones they grew up with. Hell, due to my actions Rias and her peerage haven't even participated in a single rating game. So they don't even have that fledgling experience, not to mention Kiba still wasn't back yet so that couldn't be helping much with their morale at all. Sona may have prior peerage matches, if she does I don't know of any of them, but this will be something she has never experienced or could even consider being possible before today. Her face showed no weakness but her hands tightly clasped together only confirmed her nerves.

Their peerages were far more...on display with their nerves was the best way to put it. Issie and Sanji were pacing, Akeno and Koneko were twitching and trying to stay still, the rest of Sona's peerage was just taking loud deep breaths to ease their nerves. Asia and strangely Tsubaki were the worst off. Asia was shaking from her nerves, the scent of fear and dread rolling off the small blonde girl in waves I've never seen before. Issie was at least there for her, keeping her from breaking down completely. Tsubaki was a bit better but not by much, her hands were rapidly tapping her thighs in such a constant rhythm I could've played piano to it. Bullets of sweat checkered her body and stained her uniform, I avoided looking since I didn't want to add any more fire to that particular flame. With a jerk of my head I sent wraith to help Issie with Asia, he did so without hesitation.

Then there was me, no visible reaction to be seen but I could feel my insides being whipped and pulled together in quick and painful succession. I felt like I was gonna vomit and it was taking every ounce of physical control to not show any more than that of my nervous system, and I know for a fact this wasn't the worst. I could feel Gamer's Mind holding back an even greater weight of fear and nerves. If it wasn't for that skill activating I'd be a blubbering mess saying how hopeless our situation is, of that, I have no doubt. I was pathetic as a human, but I'm not thinking about that now, I don't have the time for self-reflection.

I continued to stare at the map, multiple scenarios flying through my brain at light speeds. Each one with less than a five percent of victory and a one percent chance of everyone surviving. My stare continually becoming a glare as I grew angrier with each failure of a scenario that flew through my mind. I was so very close to snapping when I suddenly remembered what the cannon gang and friends did, they made a barrier that was able to withstand the battle inside. Though that barrier took Sona's entire peerage to hold up and I doubt the eight of them could keep that up with a hundred plus crows in the area...but my council might, but I needed to check. I Observed Wraith and checked his stats, his level was mine, and he had every last drop of mana I did. I double checked with a small skeleton dog I created by my feet, the exact same with it. Okay, we might be able to do it, but how do I pitch it?

"Okay, I have a plan, but you all need to do exactly as I say. Understand?" I asked them, they all nod, Irina nodding as well as she came into the room. I asked if she was okay but she nodded and I accepted it, we were gonna need everyone on board for this plan. I took a deep breath and let it out.

[Pov switch. Murayama first person]

"Something isn't right, why evacuate the entire school? I mean, yeah the chemicals were really bad but that could've taken care of hours ago. Not to mention there was no need to guarantee the entire building." I murmured to myself, sneaking up to the fence of the school. I looked left to right and hopped over it. Why was I here? Well, I left my phone and my curiosity all but demanded me to go over here. Was this stupid? Probably yes, but it's my decision either way. 'That and Mores was acting weird, he looked worried, and he's a manifestation of death! What could make him spooked?' I wondered internally, speaking of. I'm still not sure how to react to that information, along with the fact that the supernatural is real and I may have to stop reading creepypastas that apparently curse people. Yeah, that shit stopped completely, but still, devils and angels exist and who knows what else.

"So was that what spooked him? An archdemon or something? Ugh, too many questions. I'll ask h-" Before I could finish my thoughts I heard the marching of boots, thousands of boots coming towards the school, what the hell?! It sounds like a damn army! I quickly run into the kendo club room and locked the doors. I ran to the very back of the building and looked out the window, there I saw an army, no, a legion of men and women. The most surprising part of all this, besides you know a literal army on the school grounds, they all hard large black feathered wings. Some of them had even two sets of them!

'What are they?! Are they also reapers? No, they would have bone wings like Mores. These guys have feathered wings, they look like human crows? Are they angels?' So many questions flew through my mind and little to no answers. I dropped to the ground and pressed myself to the wall as the sound of their marching got closer and closer. I covered my ears, not wanting to hear my impending death approach. No wonder Mores was so worried, why didn't I just stay away?! Stupid gut feeling, stupid phone! Soon the marching lessened before stopping completely, the walls were pretty thin so I could hear them talking. They're going to split up and look for...the devils? Since when have their been devils at this school?! I covered my mouth, hoping they wouldn't hear me breathing. Yes, the walls were that paper thin, then explosions happened and the screams….by god the screams. Someone, or something, bombarded the mystery army and, from the sound of things outside, sounds like they disappear and then reappear suddenly and with bombs or something.

"Kill them! Get them before they flee you, idiots!" Someone barked orders, another one just cackled and sounded like he ran off. I was too scared to actually look up, I didn't even move from my spot. As suddenly as the last attack the sounds of bones snapping and flesh tearing suddenly filled my ears, luckily I covered my ears enough to block out the screams, though I can't say it worked. Sounds like a slaughter, especially with frustrated yells of what I assume to be the ones in charge.

"Get inside the buildings! Trap them, corner them!" Someone barked orders, that's when I heard the door to the kendo club being blasted down. I pushed myself even further against the wall, hurried footsteps soon followed after. Whoever ran in here sounded as scared as I did, if they're hyperventilating was anything to go off of.

"Screw that! I'm not dying today, not for some higher up's dream for war!" One them shouted, I only say one of because immediately after he said that a second one ran over and slapped him.

"Pull yourself together man, we have a job to do, we outnumber them fifty to one. They can't keep this up for long, soon we'll have both the little sisters of the devil kings and their little reaper as well," she said, in a commanding tone that sent shivers down my spine. I didn't know who they were talking about when it came to the devils, but they are not killing one of my best friends...no matter how much Katase says otherwise. We are not dating! He just lets me sleep in his house….and cooks for me and his little sister...and is really sweet and kind and…..the hell am I thinking?! I shake it off and try to listen in closer, my leg brushing up against an old broom.

"We just need to find that reaper and kill him. He's probably the brains behind the sneak attacks since those two devils would be to 'prideful' for actual strategy." The condemnation rolled off her tongue as she and her men laughed, they laughed quietly as to not draw the ire of the devils bombing their comrades, but they laughed all the same. I needed a way out of here before they find me, I could go out the window but then I would have to deal with being in the crossfire of all..that. It's a warzone out there for god's sake! But, what else can I do? Wait and hope they don't notice me or run out the front door, which makes me an easy target for them. I try not to groan and try to think about what Mores would do. 'Well, first I wouldn't go into a clearly restricted zone, especially if I told you not to earlier!' I heard his voice scolding me, I look around the small room but I don't see him anywhere.

'Where is he?' I ask myself, but all I hear is the sound of someone knocking on wood. 'Damn, there really isn't much common sense in this head of yours.' I hear him again, this time I scowl, insulting me isn't helping. 'No, but it's making you less nervous.' The voice countered I had to admit he was right. 'So what are you? Are you actually mores?' I ask it, glancing out to see the 'angels' looking out the windows and where the door used to be.

'Of course not, I'm just a figment of your imagination. Because if I was Mores, I'd be more than a bit weirded out by all the porn you hide under the floorboards, also, I didn't peg you as a BDSM yaoi type.' The voice says casually while I turn red, no one knows about my hidden stash, not even Katase. Ok, it proved it's point. 'So what the hell am I supposed to do? How do I get out of here?' I finally ask it, bringing my head back inside before they could see me.

'The window.' It says in a perfect deadpan, just as a new set of explosions rocked the building, I held onto the wall for dear life. 'Are you nuts! I'll die out there!' I tell it, he can't be serious. Especially not after that bombardment! 'Well, got any better ideas besides wait and die?' He said it in an icy tone that sent shivers up my spine. I can't say have a better plan but there must be one, there has to be one!

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But there isn't one. I'm kidding myself if there is one. If those 'angels' are anywhere near as strong as or as quick as Mores, I wouldn't make it out the front door. I'll wait until the next bombardment and leave immediately after that, then run the fuck away. I don't think I'll come back to this school for quite a while. 'That a girl, now be very careful and get the hell out of there.' the voice tells me, I nod and try to inch myself near the window, but I had forgotten something. The broom that was on my leg, now no longer on it, started to tilt forwards. My eyes widened as I watched in slow motion as it started to fall. If that thing hits the ground they'll know I'm back here! So in a split second decision, I rush over and grab it….I succeeded but that wasn't the problem as the 'angels' were staring at me.

In my frenzied movement I made more noise trying to grab the broom then the broom would've made alone. Now, they were staring right at me...I stared back not knowing what to do as I froze from the fear. 'Run Murayama run!' The voice yelled at me, I snapped out of it and made a break for the door though as I suspected they were on me in a second. The man had me pinned to the floor as the one in charge had a no kidding spear of light at my throat, and I could tell it was real since I could feel the heat coming off it.

"The fuck's a human doing here?" The man asked his superior, she just glared at me and was ready to kill me in a moment. I am terrified, completely and utterly terrified. 'It's ok, just try to stay calm.' The voice tries to keep me relaxed but it wasn't enough. I was just frozen in pure fear, I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe. Get off me, get off me. Soon I was even murmuring this, get off me. Get off me.

"What's she saying?" I vaguely hear them, they can't touch me. Get off me. Get off me.

"Something about me getting off her? I don't get it, let's just get rid of her." The man's voice fading away as I started hyperventilating. He hadn't gotten off, get off. Get off. I don't want that again, I can't go through that again. I won't go through that again.

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!" I scream, squirming, moving doing everything I can to get out of his grip. I turned my head around just enough and chomped down on his leg, he screamed and let go, his superior unable to touch me as I had pulled his leg in the way of her spear, I got up and ran to the door as fast as I could, but I stopped just shy of the door. At first, I was confused, my legs refused to move then I felt something dripping down my legs and looked down. A spear of light was impaled just below my stomach, the stuff going down my legs was blood. It must've been the women, she was the only one with a spear out to do this. Only then did I feel the pain, the burning screaming pain. The countless abuses my father gave me when he was strangling me the last time I saw him. Those injuries, that I thought were the worst of my life, looked like childhood bruises compared to this pain. I would yell but all I could do was cough up blood, my legs gave out and I fell backward. I couldn't stop myself, I landed with a thud as it suddenly became colder. Suddenly, I see a shadow dashing over me, I use what little strength I had to look back and saw my friend Mores. The voice had grown silent, guess with the real one where he wasn't needed.

"Your gonna die for that filthy crows." Mores growled in a voice I hadn't heard since he saved me from my father. His blood red eyes glowed with what I could only assume was rage. The male 'angel' bellowed a war cry and tried to impale him as I was. Mores grabbed the tip of the spear with his fingertips and stopped it cold. A small line of steam arose on the contact and then suddenly the man was engulfed in pitch black flames, I didn't hear him scream before his bleached skeleton clattered to the floor.

"Die you freak!" The women yelled, her light spear thrown towards his head but a wall of pure black stopped the spear cold and absorbed it. The woman paled as her weapon disappeared, and tried again. And again, and again. The wall of darkness moving forwards as the sound of his boot and her screams of fear echoed in my fading mind. She turned around and sprouted four black wings and blew a hole in the roof and tried to flee, but Mores, wreathed in darkness like a cloak, grabbed onto her heel and pulled her down. No matter how hard her crow wings flapped she couldn't escape. A blade materialized in his hand his hand moving to fast for me to track but the sound of her wings falling away told me all I needed to know about what he was doing. She screamed in agony and tried to fight back, but for some reason, her abilities were weaker now without all her wings, mores just kept going. Dropping the blade and ripping off each and every wing barehanded, his sharpened gauntlets finally fulfilling a purpose other than looking cool.

The women drew her last breath as he snapped her neck, she slackened and he dropped the mauled corpse which then burst into feathers. I would've been horrified, yet a little amazed, if I didn't feel like I was dying right now. I coughed up blood and he was already by my side. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a vial of something, he popped off the cork and lifted my head.

"You'll feel better once you drink some of this." His mask, no his entire body, drenched in blood. But his red eyes were not of blood, but of a calming red if such a thing exists. I try to nod but it hurt too much, so I just open my mouth as he tilts the bottle and lets contents flow down my throat. I gag, god it tastes awful. I couldn't taste it the last time he gave me a bottle of medicine, but this one..ugh! Terrible.

"Sorry about that, but you knew the old saying. The worst tasting medicine is often the best." I knew he was right, but did it have to taste like rotten jizz?! I was tempted to vomit it but I had more pressing issues, the fact that the hole in my stomach was no longer a hole, but a torn piece of clothing. It still hurt but not nearly as much as before.

"How-"

"Magic." he so casually, I try not to be dumbfounded but I am. Though I don't really care as I suddenly feel very tired. I try to stay awake but the sheer exhaustion of near-death overpowered my will to stay awake. 'Damn, you really do have a crush on me. Cause I know for a fact no one can be that handsome covered in blood.' The voice came back. I smile and tell it to shut up.

[Pov restored]

I sigh in relief, thank God. Any later and she would be dead, thank god I heard her screaming through the magic circles I planted near here, but this throws a huge wrench in my plan. What was originally going to be a rather crippling blow to the fallen army, now puts her life at risk.

"Ok, just need to get her out before the dome comes down," I tell myself, simple in theory. I gingerly pick Murayama up and disappear into the shadows, with all the debris from the explosions gave me plenty of shadows to use. Fallen troops ran past, unaware the mastermind was nearby, ooh they're so exposed I could take them down! But that means leaving her exposed, which I can't do in good conscience.

"Master, we are about to commence the ritual, are you ready?" Eleanor asked me through the magic circle intercoms. I growl in frustration.

"No I'm not, Murayama managed to get in and is currently unconscious, so no I'm not ready. I need to get her out of here." I whisper in her ear, as fallen run past me. Setting off small traps I had placed months ago, they must still think there are people here still hunting them. By now, everyone but I should have gotten out by now. Their to confused to realize this but it won't last long, especially if they decide to try and sense their magic.

"Well hurry up and get her out of there, we can't wait for you. It's only a matter of time before they figure out your the last one in there and escape the trap." I sigh, she's right. But I can't risk getting spotted, if it was just me I could shred the nearby fallen, but I'm holding her so I can't exactly swing my scythe with my teeth, not to mention most of my magic tends to be a bit flashier than I would like for these situations. So I can't just ignite them all or drown them in darkness. I can't fly, I'll be an easy target or worse they'll follow me out of effective range. Talk about in between a rock and a hard place, or in this case, rubble and a legion of crows. Guess I have no choice, I traverse to the center of the school grounds and emerge. With a snap of my fingers, I create a small tent of earth and gently put Murayama in it. I stretch my hands and open my inventory, and expanded it. Moving it so it lays down on the ground, my shadow melts around it, creating the illusion of a portal to another plane of existence. I take a deep breath and let it out, enjoying the fresh air one final time before I do it.

"I'm ready," I tell her. She doesn't ask what I plan to do with Murayama, probably thinking I have a plan for it. Well, I'll come up with something. I close my eyes to calm my nerves, when I open them I see the airtight barrier in front of me. Okay, game time. I pull down the air into my inventory, at first, it didn't look it was working at first, that's what happens when you have a low air affinity as I do. But soon, with a lot of mana being pumped through, I felt the air start to shift into the inventory. It was slow but it picked up speed, soon the air currents became visible from both the speed and amount I was pulling. I could feel the air thinning around me and over the rushing winds, I could swear I heard fallen crows gasping for breath. I smile, it was working. The air kept coming and down, now I know for sure every fallen angel in this dome knows where I am, hard to miss a giant vortex of air after all, but if they want to get to me, they'll have to fly and to do that is just to ask to either to be ripped apart by the wind currents or to have very breath ripped out of their lungs. Which means they have to walk or crawl depending on where they are.

"Looks like my plan is working rather well," I say, my voice drowned out by hurricane winds that buffet me as they disappeared into my inventory. The plan, that I aptly named operation Vacuum, is to distract the fallen army for as long as possible using any means possible. Until they could find a chance to slip away in the chaos of battle, then with the help of my high council they would make an airtight seal around the entire school compound. Then I would send every last bit of air into my inventory and watch as the fallen die from asphyxiation. Doesn't matter how mighty they believe themselves to be, every last creature on this planet needs air to breathe, and without that, well, their no more powerful than an average human. If they don't suffocate I go hunting and kill off the survivors.

A light spear whizzed past my ear, I glanced back and saw one of the commanders, struggling to breathe no less, try to get the drop on me. I stop for a moment, using my affinities I call black thunder to fry the little crow, sadly he managed to roll out of the way. Though without any air he tumbles right into my waiting hands, or well, the waiting hands of my shadow. I don't pay too much mind to the sounds of flesh tearing from bone and the screams, they'll soon be gurgled away or he'll suffocate. Either way, it's not my problem. I continue with my plan. The vortex roared back to life, I grit my teeth as the strain started to affect me, my mana was dipping into the twenty percentiles, a percent I most definitely do not like at all, and the cost only grew larger as there was less and less air to grab from. I pulled out a small mana potion and chugged it down, I had a few stashed on me since I can't just reach into my inventory, not without my hand being crushed by the wind, so this was the best option.

It was a quiet few minutes, none of the other fallen tried to get close on foot, I saw a few of them try to fly up but they suffocated and their feathers rained down from above. I smiled, I am so glad my plan had succeeded. The last bits of air puttered into my inventory and I shut it off with a sigh of relief….I surprisingly didn't choke. I deeply inhaled, and while it did burn a little that I was breathing nothing, I wasn't exactly choking. So I don't need air to breathe, neat! However, I poke my head in Murayama earth tent to see her turning blue. Opening my inventory I used my mana to pull out a small bit of air, that I made into a large bubble, and plopped it on her head. It surprisingly didn't pop and Murayama woke up coughing.

"What, the hell is this thing?" She asked me, I just shrug.

"Air bubble," I say casually, like that explains everything. She certainly didn't think it did, before she could say anything we heard people being strangled nearby.

"Stay here, You are not gonna like what's over there," I say that as calmly as I could, my hands ground into a fist. She notices and nods, hopefully knowing that when I say something, she should listen to me now. I seal up the earth pile and create a small hill around it to make it seem more natural. I pull out my scythe and walk over to where I heard people gasping for air. I wasn't gonna enjoy this, I knew from the beginning but someone had to. Less we'd all be overrun by them, I've called them crows to keep myself a mental distance away from the lots of killing I was doing, but that's not right. It's immoral, but it worked, it's easy. Frighteningly so, I suspect that's why most gamers do it. They dehumanize their enemies to simple mobs or simple bosses that must be killed for the sake of others, their just simple low-level creatures, after all, just exp fodder. No reason to give the time of day as you slaughter them by the thousands, though, I'm not much better. I find myself doing it often, more so when I'm furious. I should at least see them as people and not vermin that need to be eradicated, that's the moral thing to do, right? Ugh, I really hate killing people.

I manage to arrive, surprisingly a good portion of them are still alive. At least twenty of them, though I suspect the number was closer to thirty. I suspect there are probably more around the area, they wanted to kill me and my friends. I should have no problem killing them, though it is quite the waste. They try to get up but the ones laying down just collapse again as they try to sit up, what little air that remained in here was close to the ground and even then I suspect it's paper thin. My scythe was ready, and sadly so was I. My cuts were swift as they were deadly, completely painless. Three already exploded into feathers by the first few seconds, it didn't feel good. I already feel nauseous, and I've only just begun my slaughter.

To their credit, the fallen didn't just lay down and die. No, they fought back, but with my sacred gear, I waved away what defenses they could muster up. I had gained an additional 250 light affinity, which put a small smile on my face. Looks like Crota can't take what I assimilate. That's a nice touch, sadly it didn't last long with them all screaming at me and begging me to stop. My scythe, however, was not willing to comply so it keeps popping their heads off. About seven more people explode into black feathers, they stuck to my blood soaked armor, cloak, and weapon. I'll clean myself later.

Those that could run tried to pick up the few remaining ones I hadn't gotten to yet, by that I mean the four able to at least started dragging the six who couldn't even sit up. They were going at a snail's pace, the lack of air stopping them from being able to walk more than a few steps before trying to breathe. If I wanted to, I could kill all of them instantly but painfully. So, I sigh and continue walking, some of them try another volley of light but I smack it away with their own shadows. I end up tripping the four who were able to still walk, and with a flourish of my scythe. Their wards are nothing more than fluttering feathers in the vacuum.

"Bastard." One tries to say, he coughs from the lack of air. He wouldn't last much longer. I was a mercy killing them all, that's what I told myself. It didn't help, if anything it made things worse since this was my plan, to begin with. I just keep going, that's all I can do after all. They try to run, but I stepped ahead of them and my scythe found each and every throat. Well, for three of them. The last one was a girl, their commander I believe, I know because her level was higher than all of them and she could actually go more than a few steps without dying of exhaustion. Though the reason why she was still alive was not that she was a woman, no that wasn't the issue, the issue was she looked extremely young. Not as young as Lilly, but in the realm of an early teenager. Like twelve to fourteen.

"Please don't kill me! I'll do whatever you want! I'll leave Kokaibiel's stupid army, I'll abandon the Grigori, you'll never see me ever again. Just please don't-" She didn't finish her sentence, because I had sliced off her head in the midst of her plea, god she even sounded like a child. She was probably older than I am, but that small piece of trivia doesn't help me in the slightest. She too, burst into feathers and that was that. That group was dead, and I vomited. Though I had enough self-dignity not to vomit on their feathers, the nearby trees though. Well, it's a good thing none of the students will be by anytime soon.

"I have to keep doing that for how many more times? This is gonna be absolutely miserable." I tell myself, Bahamut glowed for a moment and it looked like he was gonna say something inspiring or even heartfelt but he seemed to change his mind and stopped glowing. I take a deep breath and let it out, I made this plan and I intend to stick to it. The nightmares will come in their own time, for now, I'm awake and lucid. I can do this, I'm gonna hate myself but I can do this.

I quickly checked up Murayama before I did anything else, She was fine but I added some extra air to her bubble, making doubly sure.

"Hey, are you ok?" She asked me, either seeing the blood or perhaps smelling the vomit. I lie to her and tell her I'm fine. I often find myself more and more grateful about my mask, because with it on, no one can tell I'm lying to their face. I leave and go looking for more people to cut down, now, isn't that a little morbid?

"But I am a reaper, so I'll do what I do best, I'll reap what is sown," I whisper to myself, I walk off, looking for more crows, no, more people to hunt. I was entirely far too successful, I came across two more groups together, though they were without their leaders. Looks like they've been abandoned, the few who were left were struggling to breathe, hell, some of them died as I walked by them, suffocating in the near perfect vacuum. Those who haven't died were on their deathbeds, gasping their final breathes. It was a mercy to kill these people, more so than the last one.

I haven't found Valper or Freed yet, strange. They must have gotten through, and if they did then it's not a stretch that Kokabiel is outside of the dome as well, I didn't see him among his forces and I had even figured he wouldn't be here. This was just a confirmation of my theory. 'So if he isn't dying among his men, where is he then, and why has he not decided to help his men as soon as possible?' I do not doubt he would be able to burst this airtight seal. So why hasn't he? We'd be screwed if he did immediately after it went up. So why is it still up?

{Partner, I might know why.} Bahamut finally spoke up, I looked down at my arm and nodded. 'What do you think he's planning?' I asked my partner.

{If I had to guess, he's trying to keep you busy. Your the strongest person here, not counting your summons, anyone who could sense even a little magic would know the difference between you and them.} I felt a chill go down my spine, I didn't think of that.

"He would so easily throw away the lives of his men just to keep me busy?" I whispered, already running to the barrier closest to me, which was on the south side of the building. Bahamut only said yes. I tried to contact Issie or anyone else but I only got static. Not even my summons answered, shit! I didn't hesitate to go to Balance Breaker. I punched the barrier with all my might, the airtight barrier shuddered under my mighty blow, but it held. Damn, I punched it again, shuddering more but no cracks. I use both fists and start wailing on the barrier with everything I had. Then a crack appeared and I ripped it open, the barrier subsequently shattered into dust. I strained my ears to hear any sounds of fighting, but I heard nothing over the air rushing back in to fill the void. Though I did hear a little something.

"Hi'a reaper! Do me a solid and die!" A familiar voice screamed behind me, the sound of a sword swinging reached my ears well before the blade reached my neck. I grabbed the incomplete Excalibur without even looking at it. I pulled the blade, and subsequently Freed, up and over my shoulder and slammed him into the dirt. I snapped his arm and forced him to let go of the incomplete Excalibur.

"Corruption," I say with an icy tone. With my enhanced abilities, the atrocity to a good sword was reduced to holy dust, nothing but their papers remained and I shoved into my pocket, which was actually my inventory. As I went to leave I felt a holy bullet ping of the side of my head, turning around I saw Freed holding the smoking gun with his good hand. I hummed for a moment and uppercut him, he was propelled far into the sky, and I wasn't there to watch him fall. I was already speeding away to where we agreed to meet up if the barrier ever went down. Though as I sped by I picked up Murayama and dropped her off at my house.

"Stay here please." I basically ordered her, she nodded, obviously confused about my appearance but didn't it question further. Fire erupted from heels as my wings spread out wide, I blasted off towards the site. Only to find everyone there unharmed.

"Mores? What are you doing here? What about the barrier?" Sona asked me. I explained to her what Bahamut thought Kokaibiel's plan was, but instead of looking worried or relieved, they just looked a bit stunned.

"You mean you disrupted your own plan because you were worried we wouldn't be able to handle one person?" Rias asked me. Well, it sounds worse when you put it like that.

"I wouldn't if it was against anyone else, but the fact of the matter is, Kokabiel is not only a seraph but one that survived the great fucking war, you know, the one that put all your species on the brink of extinction." I was a bit too cold but they needed to hear it, he is a fucking seraph for crying out loud. Rias just gained a slightly peeved expression as did Sona and Akeno. Issie had an understanding look as did Asia but it didn't look like they were going to get in on this conversation. Koneko...well she looked expressionless as usual.

"We could-"

"No, you can't." I interrupted Rias, this was no time for devil pride. Well, those three went from slightly peeved to pissed, oh boy, this not the time for this!

"How would you know! You wouldn't even trust us to try." Akeno said, I just glared at her squabblings.

"I trust you would die without backup of any kind." Blunt is usually the best way to break down prideful stubbornness. It works for Gordon Ramsey, so it should work here. Though I have to get through their anger first. My council moved well out of the way, standing to the side, showing they agreed with me.

"What?! We could win if we work together!" Rias countered and I felt like ripping my hair out.

"We could make a strategy, we could lure him in and-" Sona stopped herself, trying to think of what happens next, I cross my arms and tap my feet impatiently. This is getting ridiculous.

"And then what?" I asked since none of them have the strength to put him down. Sona turned to glare at me my glare was that of a dragon's one that is severely pissed off. This is so stupid, I haven't the time for this.

"You know what. I have a question for you, without Issie's help, can you wipe Kuoh off the map?" I ask, nearly hissing at their pride. Their silence was my answer.

"Well, combine with everyone here but Issie can you wipe out Kuoh?" I change the question and still, I get no answer. Irina seemed to be stepping away from the devils, as was Issie, Sanji, and Asia. These guys understood the point I'm making.

"Why do you keep leaving out Issie?" Asia asked, to which I replied as calmly as I could.

"Because his power, given enough time, could let you blow up a planet if applied to the right person. So while yes he could transfer his build-up of power to either of these two" I pointed to Sona and Rias. "and they would able to make a single attack on the level of they're older siblings." It took a minute for the realization of a single attack at that level, both the good and the bad.

"The reaper's right you know." A voice said from above, I glanced behind me and saw the smirking Kokabiel upon his throne, he must've gotten there while we were arguing. Next to him were the last four fallen generals, they glared at me with a calculated fury I expected, I was responsible for killing all their soldiers after all. I focused on a certain fat man walking up to us, a grin upon his face and behind him, I saw a limping freed. Did I not hit him hard enough? I was sure that fall would've broken his body, he's a damn cockroach. Three Cerberus pups walked behind them, ugh anyone else?! No, then that's fine-

"I can take the priests," Kiba said as he walked forwards from behind us.

"Then that means I shall take care of the pups, a fair trial for my worthiness of Durandal." Xenovia said as well, brandishing the holy blade. I would've facepalmed but honestly, we need all the help we can get. I turn my attention back to the smirking fallen angel.

"Now reaper, let us finish this skirmish so I may march upon heaven and hell!" Kokabiel proclaimed as he got off his throne, his generals' light spears began to form. My wings began to propel me upwards.

"I thought you needed an army to march Kokabiel? There's not much left of your previous one." I taunted, a sword handle rising out of my shadow. The bastard smirked, a sword of light forming be his side as well.

"Well I did have a little over three hundred men and women ready to die for my cause, and they sufficiently did so. That plan of yours was as horrific, as it was effective. How does it feel knowing you mercilessly killed three hundred and two fallen angels?" He asked me, just as jeering as I was. I simply smiled.

"I don't know, how was it killing a weakened deity who could not defend himself?" I asked, pulling Excalibur nightmare out. Kokabiel stopped smiling as he unsheathed his weapon, a sword of pure light.

"I do not know how you know that specific fact, but I'll make sure you die for that insult."

"Stronger demons have tried and failed, what makes you so different Kokabiel?" I ask, pushing on that nerve. He didn't answer, only swinging his blade. I answered with my own and our battle commenced.

[Pov switch, everyone. Third person]

Shockwaves echoed as Mores and Kokabiel clashed in the skies. Darkness rose to crush while spears of light ripped them apart, meanwhile on the ground Rias and everyone was busy fighting against the four fallen generals. Who were as powerful as their reaper ally without the balance breaker.

"Rias!" Issie yelled, patting his master's shoulder.

"{Transfer!}" his partner roared, green energy lit up his master and she moaned as the influx of power filled her to the brim. The fallen general struck and threw his spear, chaotic energies ripped the spear apart but ultimately missed their greater target as he rolled out of the way. Ducking a small blast of holy energy and catching the small fist of a rook and smashed her into the ground.

"Cheating bastard." Koneko deadpanned, the fallen didn't care and created a new spear to impale the little Neko, a red gauntlet driven into his gut advised against such plans and sent the fallen back, but he rushed back at the rias group with unmatched skill and anger.

Sona and her peerage were doing ever so slightly better, Sanji kept the fallen commander from moving about as much but still, she dodged or evaporated the water attacks of Sona and made sure not to attack the reflecting mirror of Tsubaki. The other few members of her peerage were little to no threat as even bound she either dodged or broke the strikes with her spear. Since they didn't have a good healer, their peerage was wracking up injuries even faster than Rias's.

'Damn it. These are just his underlings, and we can barely hold them back, no wonder Mores was so angry with us.' Sona thought, angry at both this and her own weakness. Rias, however, has yet to put two and two together, she was never as smart as Sona. Instead of having a bit more pride, and that pride stopped her from seeing the obvious fact staring her down. She roared and charged, her much weaker chaotic energies sparked from her lack of emotional control and latched onto her opponent's finger. She smiled, but so did he. Without a moment of hesitation, he lopped off his own hand, saving the rest of it from her powers of destruction, and used his own blood as an oil slick. She couldn't stop herself and slid down straight towards his shining blade.

"Rias!" Issei yelled, running straight towards the fallen commander. Balance breaker already armed and ready, he activated it and tackled the fallen commander who wasn't prepared for such a sneak attack. They fell over and Issie managed to get up first, he kicked the fallen in the teeth and broke the man's jaw. The fallen growled and swung his holy weapon, the power of destruction caught the weapon and weakened it enough that, Issie was able to grasp it and snap it in two. Koneko socked the fallen in the jaw, making the already tipsy crow lose his balance once again. Koneko and Issei grabbed his legs and lifted him up off the ground and slammed him back to earth.

Kiba and Xenovia were in an equally difficult battle against freed and the cast out bishop. Even without an Excalibur, even with only a generic holy saber, he kept both at ease with his technique and that alone. The bishop meanwhile kept buffing the mad priest with healing spells and shields to stop him from getting skewered by Durandal.

"We're getting nowhere like this. Handle the priest, I'm going after Valper." Kiba ordered Xenovia before she could interject, Freed jumped upon her and used his legs to flip her on her back. As she rolled away from his downward thrust Kiba rushed towards the bishop, drawing a fresh blade and slammed it down. It hit the shield and cracked it, the bishop only smiled.

"Well, you truly do hate me, don't you? It's understandable, especially after all those meaningless deaths of all my lab rats, well, except you." Valper said so casually, so much so Kiba, snapped. He screamed, releasing all the pent up fury and bloodlust he's saved up for this day, and drew a second blade and started slashing on the barrier with untold haste and fury. The shield did break, but due to his bloodlust getting the better of him, the bishop was able to move to the side of one of his larger slashes and ended up tripping Kiba so he fell on his face. Before he could get up a cork popped and Kiba felt like magma was pouring his back. He screamed and shot back up, getting a good distance away from Valper.

"Holy water is rather effective against demons, wouldn't you agree with me boy?" Valper asked Kiba, holding a bottle of holy water in his hand and it was only half empty. What Kiba felt was nothing more than a small stream, but to Kiba, it might as well have been magma.

"Screw. You!" Kiba cursed, spitting at Valper's feet. For his part, the fallen bishop ignored the spittle and just walked forwards. Pulling out a rather bright blue crystal from his robe.

"This is the collective worth of my experiment, a single mass-produced crystal used to create false holy sword users. Here, take it, I have no more use for it or for you." He kicked the crystal with such force it smacked into Kiba's head, but still, he caught it even with a bleeding head. He held all the combined magic power of his childhood friends, their souls for a lack of a better word. He collapses, not from the pain but from the combo of another set of emotions finally exploding out, guilt and sadness.

Back in the skies, Mores launched lances of dark with a warhead of pitch black flames to counter Kokabiel's seemingly endless supply of light spears. Each lance met with each spear and they exploded in a ying-yang of raw destructive might. The flames were snuffed out almost always from the power. Kokabiel had his grin back and was smiling like freed when he found a devil virgin. Their mighty wings flapped and sent them towards each other, Excalibur nightmare clashed with a sword of light. Kokabiel smirked as he kicked Mores in the gut and broke the clash prematurely. Mores coughed from the blow but struck again, he was parried. He tried twice more only for his mighty swings to parried thrice in all. A newly twisted lance struck from fallen's own shadow, but the fallen Seraph backflipped over.

"You're just as strong as I thought, and just as ill-trained as I imagined." Kokabiel taunted, and while Mores glared he couldn't exactly counter that point. He was rubbish with a sword, relying on cheap tricks and brute strength to overwhelm his opponents. But that never stopped him before, it wouldn't now.

"Perhaps, but your stronger than I would imagine, not physically mind you. I mean mentally, here we are in a clash to the death and your making conversation, what is this. A sappy shounen?" The reaper asks, Kokabiel laughs. A good hearty laugh at that, Kokabiel struck but Mores managed to block the sneaky blow.

"Not even close, this isn't Fairy tail, and there's no chance for a friendship bullshit boost of power for either of us." Mores was actually a little surprised Kokabiel actually watches Fairy tail and knew the whole friendship is power bullshit trope well. Mores suddenly counters, his shadow pulling forth several blades and tried to skewer Kokabiel as he was occupied, but the war veteran knew better. His holy light cast away the shadow and now Mores was back on defense, blocking any and every strike as he slowly glided down.

"Out of power already? Well, you did use it a bit early." Kokabiel said with a sneer, and while it was true Mores was running out of time, specifically four minutes and three seconds left, that wasn't the reason he was gliding down.

"Ooh, a little too excited aren't you? I guess it makes sense you would get off to killing a weakened foe, you did slay your own father while he was defenseless and practically drained of all his strength." The reaper said, his Poisoned Silver Tongue activating as he said it. Kokabiel's smile dropped into a sneer than a face full of rage. His grip on his weapon tightened, cracks appearing in its holy form.

"Ooh, I hit that nerve again didn't I? The one you're so ashamed of, too much bloodlust and too little thought and no glory whatsoever." Mores's skill made his voice drawn out and, like the skill suggests, poisonous to the mind. Bloodlust raged inside Kokabiel's eyes as Mores swapped weapons. Though as Mores pulled out his scythe, Kokabiel took a breath and calmed down. A feat, Mores has yet to witness.

"That is true, I didn't think. I acted and slain a weakened God, there was no glory in killing a defenseless man. That single act haunts me, not because particularly bad about that I killed my father, but it's the how that haunts me. I will not make that decision again, it doesn't hurt your far from defenseless unlike my father was that day. No more mind tricks reaper." Kokabiel says, suddenly accelerating towards Mores. Who blocked with the metal edge of his scythe. Suddenly Kokabiel was smacked by the pole side of the weapon, he was sent sprawling a ways before his wings caught him.

"That's the best thing you've said all night." Mores agreed. No more tricks, for now, only the fight! Mores lunged at Kokabiel, taking the lead in their dance of death. Kokabiel blocked the first swing and parried the second, but the third. Kokabiel went to parry what was originally gonna be an overhead slice, but Mores flipped the weapon so that the pole was facing Kokabiel, the pole edged the blade and smashed into Kokabiel's forehead. Kokabiel rubbed his forehead, feeling the slightest wet of blood upon his skull, and backed up a little. Mores's grip on his scythe seemed almost loose. He twirled it in between his fingers, he was trying to decide which stance he should take.

Kokabiel wouldn't let the reaper be comfortable enough to choose a stance again. He dashed towards the reaper and swung his sword low, the edge of black metal stopped the weapon of light cold. It tilted as it was swung upwards, Kokabiel barely dodged the sudden counter-attack but was put on the defensive from yet again as several dozen 'light' attacks swarmed him. The reaper's hands a blur as was his weapon. The reaper was moving his arms as if he was sweeping away dirt, the blows were light enough they couldn't break his guard but Kokabiel still was scratched, blood dripped down from a small cut just above his eye.

Mores changed his stance the moment the blood got in Kokabiel's eye. His attacks became much slower but far more powerful. He was smashing every blade Kokabiel could summon with the pole, simply shattering them out his hands the moment they were summoned for the most part. Kokabiel had to dodge each and every blow, less they cleave the flesh from his bones. Mores had complete control of the fight and just as he wanted.

A sudden punch in the gut had the fallen gasping for air, the scythe swung down with enough force to create a new current downward. Kokabiel dropped out of the sky to avoid the blade but the wind kept him from recovery. The reaper used this to his advantage and, with the help of his wings and a sudden gust of black fire, he tackled the fallen warrior and sent both of them to the ground. Though Kokabiel tried to slow them down with his wings, Mores used his to speed them up, leaving them at a falling stalemate. Black plasma coalesced in his hands as Kokabiel felt what it was like to be hit by multiple bolts of lightning at once, Kokabiel briefly was unaware of his surroundings though shortly cleared up when Mores grabbed his head and just as they were about to hit the ground he lifted Kokabiel up ever so slightly, and just when they were about to touch the ground he slammed Kokabiel down with enough force to shatter the earth and leave Kokabiel in quite the crater. Mores's balance breaker shatters, time's up.

[Pov restored]

'Oh, sweet lord! That was ridiculous!' I yell mentally, climbing out of the pit and to my absolute annoyance and dismay so did Kokabiel, only a bit worse for wear to add insult to injury. Which I call bullshit! He shouldn't be able to walk, let alone stand! I can barely stand and I didn't even take any damage, just that my legs won't stop shaking. I look around to see if any of the others are having an easier time with their fighters, I am sad to say that the fallen generals that I left to them are still alive. True they're bruised and battered, but so are they! Ugh, I glance to my council and only feathers remain, how long have they been like that? If for a while why didn't they take care of the other two?! They're literally just sitting there messing with the feathers for crying out loud. And as for Kiba and Xenovia, well they got that part handled.

Kokabiel charges and I ready myself to dodge but he goes right past me, heading right for Valper. Oh boy, this scene. The remaining fallen commanders split off with the devils and followed their leader.

"Get back here cowards!" rias yelled at them, I roll my eyes. Asia uses this time to heal the worst off. Issie keeps boosting his power, knowing better than to think the fight was over. Once the devils chased after the fallen I marched over to my council to give them a piece of my mind.

"Why the hell didn't you guys do anything?! You clearly weren't fighting anyone." Wraith shrugs.

"We. wished. To let. Them. prove their pride. Wrong." My slimy friend said, black beady eyes glaring at the backs of the devils. I sigh and facepalm at the same time.

"Did you at least have any intention to help them if they looked close to dying?" I asked damning silence was my answer for a few moments then they reluctantly nod. I groan but I don't say anything else and I order to follow me. Gonna have to work on that, I hope all of my summons aren't that zealous to think I can't be wrong, or that anyone disagrees with me is not worth helping.

We run over to see them shocked as Valper is being impaled by Kokabiel. Right on schedule as well, I think at least. I left my phone in the student council/war room.

"Ahh Valper, to smart for your own good. You weren't supposed to figure that out." Kokabiel taunted the dying priest, the secret he found out only now hitting everyone.

"No, it can't be." Xenovia whispered, pleading for it to be false. Even the devils were hoping it wasn't the case. Kokabiel just smiled his twisted smile.

"Yes, so you all know heaven's dirty secret. Our father, our creator, perished with the devil kings in the great war!" Kokabiel shouted to the heavens as if to mock them. I felt a chill go down my spine as he said that, I don't know why I'm feeling this, I knew in this world he has perished. But why do I still feel this sense of loneliness, of dread and grief? I bottle those emotions, as they don't help me at all, and send them down to the briny depths of my heart. Sadly, not everyone could do as I did. Devils were shocked, Irina was in disbelief, Xenovia had collapsed as did Asia. Kokabiel just laughed at their expressions as did the surviving commanders. Takes a sick type of person to take joy from that, and I could feel anger boiling from within, I bent my head down to try and block it, don't need to lose my cool. Oh, he was not gonna try to gloat on that, especially since he himself isn't proud of it.

"And guess what you silly little devils and priests, I was the one to slay the all mighty God-" my mouth moved before I could and I whisper something under my breath.

"Coward." he stops, having heard my whisper. When I looked up, Kokabiel was right in my face. As if daring me to continue and expose him. Before my brain, to my mouth, I say something I really shouldn't have in the grand scheme of things.

"You gloat about killing a weakened God, one who couldn't protect himself. Don't get the idea now that you're some great warrior angel of stars. You are nothing more than a weak coward who slew his own father for not letting him be with a human woman." I covered my mouth as soon as said that. My words were dripping in a type of venom I didn't think I could conjure up towards Kokabiel. 'Hell when I watched him when I was human I didn't feel this anger towards him, not even close. I was more annoyed that God could, and was, killed by something. But this?! What is this? This is some bullshit levels of anger.' I thought, my mouth falling back under my mental control. It was at this moment I registered a stabbing pain in my gut. Glancing down I see a nicely sized light sword in my stomach, a quick check behind me to see it had indeed run me through.

"Ow." I dryly comment, not coughing blood as I thought I would. Wonder if that burning sensation I'm feeling is, "ow", from the light spear, "ow", scorching my insides. "Also ow!" I say in between my thoughts. "Dickhead." After that riveting come back I found myself being flung through the walls of the school and hearing people scream.

[Bgm begin, angels fall]

I roll my eyes as I got up, only now registering the screams. "Oi, I'm not dead. Jezze, you guys act like you've never seen me stabbed in the gut before." I say casually as I walk out of the hole. Patching myself up with several potions, that did take off a third of my HP, after all, I walk out of the me size holes in the wall. I wave, the devils wave back. Sona's peerage having their collective minds blown that survived that, Rias's group seemed pretty normal and were already attacking the other two fallen. Wait, where's Kokabiel.

Feeling a shiver go down my spine I roll out of the way of a decapitating blow. "Why won't you just die!" He screams, smashing his sword right where my heart would've been had I not crawled away.

"Because people only die when they are killed," I say. crossing off yet another meme off the list.

"The hell does that mean?!" Kokabiel questioned, trying to cut me in two as I just barely dodge each slice, thrust and sword butt. After the last strike in what felt like twenty, I activated Call to arms.

"Absolutely nothing," I say, my voice already crawling with the witch king's influence. My four Nazgul hop on his wings and attempt to pin him down with their weight, sadly wraiths don't weigh too much, I realize this fact as Kokabiel flaps his wings, hard, and my fourth ringwraiths are sent flying. Before he could gun them down, a tendril of dark slapped him back. Though he stood his ground, the soil peeled back as he kept himself grounded.

He cut the tendril with a single slice of a light sword, my Nazgul rush him again but instead of using their heads they try to stab forwards. He parries all four and, and yes there's more, he cuts all of their heads off in a single motion. They disappear and I'm left there gaping.

"Okay, that was cool," I admitted, not good for me, but I can admit when something's cool. He thanks me by chucking a spear at my head. I dodge the obvious attack and quickly pull out a half-assed mace I formed out of my shadow. Even though he is so much stronger than me, I managed to level the playing field with technique. Yep, all of the witchy's muscle memory is now my muscle memory. So I blocked his strikes, the ones for my skull and the ones for my legs. I parry the few blows I can and attempt to smack him back but he always manages to guard my counters. Leaving us in a standstill, until I hop over a sudden sweeping attack and smack him with my mace!

….It just bruised his forehead. Well, I feel less than useful, I wonder if this is how Sakura feels on a daily basis. Ducking under his light sword I swung my mace up towards his nuts. I missed the first time, he jumped up. The second swing was also a miss and nearly cost me my head, the third swing was a success and my mace smashed his nuts…..sadly it only pissed Kokabiel.

"Now, I know what your thinking. How should I stab this prick? The answer may surprise you-oh my God!" I duck under a rather aggressive swing but didn't see his foot until it was squarely in my chest, and I flying into some of my council members who caught me. The witch king peaced out and the form dissolved, along with my mace. Damnit, I was enjoying swinging that around.

"Why didn't you guys help?" I groan, getting up. They pointed to the near-dead fallen commanders and I understood, they were busy fighting those two but did that mean they all needed to fight those two. I glance at the devils and even with my council's help they were running out of steam as well. I glanced towards the approaching Kokabiel, who only had minor injuries. Could we all take him? Yes, most certainly, but the two fallen behind me won't let that happen since these guys are unable to split their focus apparently.

Gonna need to work on that. Worked so well when we fought that giant ass army Nokris conjured up but not so well against fallen apparently. So that option's out, I would normally think that the devils could handle things but with the highest level among them being 90 and Issie with 85 after his master does make them rather impossible to defeat the fallen commanders by themselves. Especially since there's a huge gap in between their levels! All the rias peerage levels combine to maybe 300? And these guys are around my level! No wonder they're their asses. So having them focus on Kokabiel, is not in the cards either, so what is. A quick glance at my arm and a trump card appeared. With a snap of my fingers, I surround the devils, the holy sword users, my council and I in a ball of darkness so I can quickly tell them my plan.

"I have a plan, but I'm gonna need you guys to stall," I whisper to the devils and my council. I'm whispering just in case, never know who's listening. I silently order wraith to get in my shadow quickly. He obeys without question, thank the lord, and I crack my knuckles. I think I'm gonna need to be limber for this skill.

"How long." Sona quietly asked me. I held out five fingers. Five minutes, maybe a little more and maybe a little less. I had no exact number but five minutes felt right.

"What can we do?" Rias quietly asks me, the dark shell I put around us starting to break under possibly multiple light spears. I mouth a single word. Stall. I break the shell and get the heck out of there.

"You dare call me a coward and you're the first to run?! Get back here!" Kokabiel bellows, charging for my back but the defenders of the damned block him with their mighty shields. He growls but jumps back, I keep running for a few more moments then turn on a dime and activate my newest skill. I prostrate on the ground as the largest magic circle I've ever created, about the size of the entire school grounds, slowly came into being. Words I had not known to put together were falling out of my mouth in a very cult-like fashion.

"I call upon you from the realm of nothing, where you and your ilk reside." The magic circle started glowing a bright purple, if Kokabiel somehow missed it before then he definitely noticed it now.

"Shit!" Kokabiel cursed, he tried to get to me but the defenders of the damned shoved him back once more, though a light sword took their heads.

"Let the eternal darkness that swallows all, recreate your flesh, your heart, and your mind." My skill made me say, I lost control of my eyes next and I was forced to look straight down. Unable to even see what was happening with Kokabiel, which I really didn't like.

"Let me through! You have no idea what he's about to bring into this world!" Kokabiel screamed, sounding genuinely terrified for his life. I could tell my remains of the damned just smirked at Kokabiel. Don't ask me how I knew just, call it summoner's intuition. The sound of clashing blades rung in my ears but even that was starting to dim as the skill forced me to pay absolutely focus on the summoning.

"Let this mana, the essence of life that flows through all things mighty and small, be the blood that that beats the mighty war drum that is your heart." All I heard was my voice that I couldn't control. My mana seeping into the circle, every last drop of it. I can honestly say I never felt so light headed before. The seal now emits a cloud of black smoke, thick as primordial tar pits and smelling just as horrible. The sounds of the outside are all but drowned out, all I can make out are a few noises, Issie yelling a battle cry. The sounds of ladies shoes clacking against the ground, and the clashing of blades that suddenly stopped only to be met by what sounded like new metal grinding against…something, a whetstone maybe? I'm not sure, but my focus drifts back to the circle.

"He is summoning an elemental titan for God's sake! It'll kill us all unless I kill him!" I barely heard it was so quiet I had no clue who said it or if anyone actually did say it. The thick smoke started to take form, of a giant portal to only God knows where. I only knew this because my right hand suddenly jerked up, forcing me to get a look.

"Let your soul be free from this prison of divine iron, if only for a few moments, so you may fully be of the living once again." I almost shout. Bahamut's soul escaping from the Assimilation, if only for a few minutes, if that. My head didn't go down, the skill kept it up.

"I call upon a king of monsters, I call upon you dragon of death and darkness." Something started to emerge from the portal, a smokescreen of black stopped everyone else from looking, but I watched in morbid fascination as large clawed golden gauntlets pull something with bright blue eyes from the portal.

"I call upon your trust name. Arise into the world once more titan of the darkest depths." Bahamut's head was slowly coming out as was the rest of him, his floating swords following closely behind their master. Each sword is as large as a three-story building, each one capable of cutting through even gods with relative ease when used competently. Gold shined the brightest in the dark, and his gold and black armor shined brightly as it emerged from the darkest depths.

"I HAVE BEEN SUMMONED, MY TRUEST NAME. SPEAK IT TO COMPLETE THE RITUAL."

Bahamut's voice made the loudest cracks of thunder, sound little more than the soft meows of a newborn kitten. My bones vibrated so much that some broke the skin and jut out of my body. It repairs of course, and I smile willingly. The skill no longer had control of me, I stood up and stared into his eyes once again like I done so when we first met.

"Bahamut. Your truest name is Bahamut. Will you fight for me, partner?" I ask, extending my hand. Bahamut solidified and smiled, well eye smiled. He was wearing a helmet after all.

"Of course, you are both my summoner and a dear friend. It shall be my honor to fight for you." He said, his voice not shaking my organs and bones out of my body now, thank god. His hand went down and scooped me up. With deliberate care, he placed me upon the crown of his head.

My friends, aka the devils and holy sword wielders, were knocked out cold by Bahamut's presence alone. The two, somehow still, surviving fallen commanders could barely stand and Kokabiel could only move slowly or risk being torn apart by the sheer gravity Bahamut exerted by magic power alone. I got curious and observed him with the last scrap of the mana that regenerated…'Oh my God.' I think, my jaw dropping as I looked at his level.

Bahamut.

Titles: King of beasts. Dragon of death and destruction.

Level: 1000000

Bio: King of beasts and the leader of the final fantasy summons. This iteration of Bahamut made a deal with the Christian God, he would forever serve the one either next to be or the current Grim Reaper, why this deal was made is only known to the two of them. Due to his connection to the Gamer he is capable of harnessing the power of all his forms, across every game he was from, however, at the moment, he is severely limited in his power. Perhaps only about, hmm, five percent of his power.

"Holy shit. Wow, how have I not died from your training?!" I was seriously worried about that particular detail.

"I hold back a lot." Bahamut chuckled, closing the screen by poking it. I once again gape at him and the impossibility he just did. He gave me a look that said, we'll talk later, and we most certainly will! His eyes found Kokabiel with his commanders, he must have moved when we were talking. With a snap of Bahamut's fingers, his great blades circled him, and he let loose. The swords fell down with the smiting power of a god behind it. If they missed, which they did, they leaked a dark binding that erupted out of the hilts and held the fallen in place. Kokabiel and his generals were unfortunate to be bound by the same three swords, so with careful ease of aim, Bahamut picked the two fallen commanders off. Two more of the blades came down upon their heads, they didn't have time to scream as the blades impaled them to the earth. Kokabiel tried to cut the bindings, but they were too strong.

Bahamut walked towards Kokabiel, his seemingly infinite supply of swords following close behind. When he did something I didn't expect him to, he cut Kokabiel's bindings himself. I wanted to ask what he was doing, but what next he was about to answer it for me. He stepped back and allowed Kokabiel to fly away for two seconds. He clapped his hands and Kokabiel ran right into an invisible wall, I shit you not an actual invisible wall. Kokabiel tried to double black but after about a second flying he ran into another invisible wall, he tried to fly up but well, you already know.

"Walls of the universe, close in." Bahamut bellowed in a thunderous voice, his hands going through a number of motions I could not even begin to understand...now...but one day I will be able to wield that level of awesome power.

"No! No! No! This isn't where my war ends! I won't let it!" Kokabiel screamed, summoning thousands of light spears and shattering them all upon the indestructible walls. Bahamut raised his hand and pointed a single finger at the box, and a dark fluid quickly filled it, it was black as oil but flowed in like primordial sludge, thick viscous ooze that plopped into the square but was soon filling it to the brim. A dark purple circle with golden highlights appeared on the tip of his finger, and the box instantly was filled. Guess it needed a little push.

Bahamut held out a hand and brought it up to me, I hopped in it and he held me over the box. A match suddenly found itself in my fingers, where it came from I don't know where but I'm guessing either my or his inventory if he has one that is.

"Would you please light it, partner?" Bahamut asked me, I shrug and used my armor to quickly light the match.

"Now drop it in, and watch the fire." I expected him to say fireworks but I did as I was told and dropped it. A small hole opened up in the box and the match went through it, the box closed just in time for black flames to erupt inside the box. Kokabeil screamed in agony as the fires burned away, just about everything inside it, ground, trees. Even his swords were not spared from that black fire, that reminded me of my own except on much, much, much more destructive scale. All grew silent as the fires slowly died off, leaving a thick cloud of ashes.

Bahamut disappeared into a thousand lights and I knew what it was like falling five hundred feet on my face. Why didn't I stop myself well…...

Mana exhaustion. Debuff

Using all of your mana so quickly has left you bereft of any spiritual power, for five minutes. Be careful from now on, that you don't let it come to this point again.

Summoner's exhaustion. Debuff.

Summoning such a mighty creature takes a toll on both body and mind, for two minutes you will feel completely exhausted.

That's why also ow.

"I won. Yay." I try to fist pump but my arms were too tired to be lifted. So instead, I used what stamina I had to sit up since lying in the dirt is something I do not like to do. 'Besides, I can't be laying down. I wanna be able to at least sit up so I can be a bit more comfortable reading quest completion screen.' I thought with a smile….though that smile soon faded. The quest completion screen didn't pop up, not a snarky congratulations. 'Where is it? Is the system glitching out? No that's ridiculous, Ragnorak must just be messing with m-' before I could finish that thought the ash cloud had finally cleared up and I noticed a glimmer of something inside. I tried to lean forward but all I could was squint at it, and in my horror, I finally realized what it was. A barrier. A severely cracked, dented and just barely standing one, but it was still a barrier. It came down and Kokabiel emerged coughing and hacking up blood, but very much still alive.

"{Impossible! Those flames should've destroyed everything! How did you survive!}"

Bahamut demanded of the fallen seraph. The answer was in his hands, the unfinished form of Excalibur. It shattered into the four pieces of paper but it already did its job. I thought I destroyed it? Did he go back for it after my run-in with Freed? How did he reform it? he killed Valper, I watched him do it with my own...eyes. I quickly remember what I could of his death, I wasn't paying much attention since granted I thought I didn't need to. But I remember seeing him, in the corner, disintegrate into black...particles. In canon, it was yellow. 'No, an illusion! I should've seen through it! Gamer's mind wouldn't let me get tricked so easily.' I think hysterically than it clicks. I would've if I paid attention to Valper's 'death'. But since I didn't the illusion worked since I wasn't focused on it!

Where was he hiding?! I looked around but still, I see nothing until Kokabiel stands up. Human bones fell off him, it was barely deep enough to fit Kokabiel without him clipping through the barrier, but it would be more than enough for a small fat priest. Bahamut didn't put a bottom on his death trap, they could dig down far enough for Kokabiel to survive. Valper must've remade the Excalibur when everyone was busy with the fallen.

It all clicks, Kokabiel must have used every ounce of magic and light and channeled it through the unfinished Excalibur, Valper kept up the shield and sacrificed himself somehow so Kokabiel, and more importantly, the excalibur, survived. That's the only explanation to how he survived, but he didn't come out of it unscathed. The entire right side of his face and body were scorched nearly to the bone. He no longer had a right eye and now only had three wings, all of which are broken at odd angles in multiple places. His remaining eye was bleeding, he'd be completely blind if he didn't get it healed. His right arm was barely there, just a few bones and strings of muscle keeping it together, along with his right foot. In his left arm, he carried a light spear, too weak to recreate his sword and forced to rely on mere light spears.

I tried to raise my hand, to pull a sword or shield or something out of my inventory but he was quicker and threw his light spear and impaled my arm to the ground. He did the same for my other arm before I could think of pulling it out. He limped towards me, he had plenty of time, I couldn't go anywhere. Wraith was still in my shadow, he just needed a chance to get behind Kokabiel. So I waited for him to limp over. He needs to be standing right over me, he'll probably gloat. He does have me right where he wants me after all. He grew closer and soon, stood nearly over me. I need to taunt him. Wraith was about to jump over into Kokabiel's shadow. I just need to get him talking.

"Well, are you gonna give a big speech about how you won? How your more superior-" I was stopped short, a visceral pain lanced through my chest. I looked down and saw him stabbing me straight through the heart, and pushing it further in every second. Slowly, or as fast as he could due to his injuries, he wasn't gonna gloat.

"No. I'm not gonna fall for that." Was all he said, with his mangled right hand he managed to summon another spear of light and before I could speak or get him talking again he sliced through my neck. I tried to scream but no sound came up, my line of sight changed as my head rolled off the stump that was my body. He stopped my rolling head with the remains of his boot and put pressure upon my head.

"Die." Was the last thing he said and he crushed my head. Darkness was the only thing I saw…so this is death…..….weird, if this is the afterlife why does my chest still hurt?

…..I saw the light and suddenly I found myself back where I was. My blood still running down my neck, so I didn't go back in time. My head just regrew on its stump, and Kokabiel's face….well, imagine Eneru's face when he realized Luffy was rubber times three. That just about sums up the look on his face.

"I. I. cut. I cut your head. How?!" Kokabiel stuttered. While he was doing that, I checked my status. Apparently, due to his wings being steered off he lost a lot of his power, because of that he wasn't doing much damage to me, I still have 3000 hp left…..I start laughing like a madman. He pushed his spear deeper inside my chest but it went from doing like five points a minute to ten points of damage. I keep laughing, even though I'm in serious pain, it's how I've always copped with physical pain and it's working well for me. Especially since it's freaking Kokabiel the fuck out.

"What are you?! Not even reapers can survive without their heads!" Kokabiel demanded of me, his voice shaking and quaking with every syllable. I keep laughing, slowly starting to push through the spears, the one through my chest and the ones still in my hands. Leaving it slick with black blood, but I don't care. I laugh harder as I rip myself free slowly, he keeps stabbing my still beating heart, pushing the organ outside my body and listening in horror as it keeps beating steadily. Even as it's impaled. I free my hands and grab Kokabiel by the back of the head and push him to my mask.

"Well if you must know, I'm not really a reaper. I am a Gamer." I whisper in his ears, drawing out the last word in his ear. Before he could even begin to understand what I meant, wraith springs into action finally. He jumps out of Kokabiel's shadow, kokabiel sees him in the corner of his eye but is unable to do anything as his one good arm was being held by mine, impaling my hand through the elbow to keep him here. Wraith activates Supernova, he lined up his scythe like limb and reeled it back.

"Bye. Bye. Birdy!" Wraith yelled, his limb slicing cleanly through Kokabiel's neck. His head falls over and he bursts into feathers. Check and mate. Wraith floats over the feathers and helps me drink an elixir, getting rid of both debuffs. Soon, I entered that telltale menu and I found myself staring at yellowish soul with just a hint of darkness around it. The same two options stood before me, and like I've done in the past I chose to Save. Unlike the other times though, Kokabiel didn't reappear as a kid. I stuck out my hand and tapped the soul, the darkness around it got sucked up into my wrist and body, I must of disposed of it. His soul took the form of how he looked when he was an angel. Same red eyes, same black hair. But he no longer had sharpened canines and his wings were pure white. He also no longer wore his dark bathrobe thing, instead he now wore an outfit similar to Michael's just without the armor. So that weird red and black bodysuit….onesie….spandex….whatever the hell that is. Along with a purple cape, the only thing on him that wasn't white or red.

He looked at his now declawed hands and back to me in wonder, I just open a door and I could faintly hear someone calling out to Kokabiel. I couldn't glance inside but I had a feeling it was the women he fell for, both emotionally and literally, he nearly ran inside the door at her voice but he stops just as he was about to go in. He reaches into his cloak, apparently, it has pockets, and pulls out a book and hands it to me.

"Thank you." was the last thing he said. I examined the book and noticed it was a skill book. I turned my head to thank him but he was already gone and the ceremony complete. Before the wave of messages hit me, I decide to Observe the skill book.

Angels light book.

This will give the skill Angels light. It is a magic that can only be used by angels and their cousins, the fallen and the reapers. It was said that first angels learned this skill from the heavenly Father and taught all others this power. Even now, it is how most angels remember their fallen Father. The memory of his kindness and his light is all that keeps the angels of heaven from joining the Grigori on earth. When an angel falls, they forget this light and its warmth. Which is why some angels consider falling a fate worse than death.

Wow. That was a lot of text for a single skill book. I wait to use it until all the messages are gone. Which is just two this time.

Quest completed! Additional objective completed.

Rewards taken by Crota. However look to the next screen, I think you'll like that one better.

I do so, and I grow a wicked grin.

Main quest gained.

Hunt of the ascended. Go to the ascended plane and kill Crota.

Objectives: summon nokris. Make a portal. Kill Crota.

Side objectives: Kill every hive you see along the way. Make Crota regret his decision to screw with the both of us, just before he dies at your hand. :]

Yes. Yes! I want it now! I want it now!

"Summon nokris" I activate my skill. The hive prince appears next to me, a scowl on his face as I expected.

"Make me a portal to Crota's throne world," I order Nokris. He smiles and does so, an arch and the glowing color of a hive portal appeared. I was grinning from ear to ear. 'This will be fun. Very, Very, fun!'I think to myself, my grin becoming absolutely murderous. I go to walk through the portal but Nokris stops me.

"I'm coming with you," he said firmly, and I nodded. Why not, a good murder party needs guests after all. I dive into the portal and into a plane of darkness and swords.

{I'M ALIVE! ahem, yes I did not die. This chapter just took a while. The next one should be coming out pretty soon though, and thus the Crota's raid shall soon begin in earnest. Remember, I love you all and your all awesome. Also a friend of mine, Omega if you didn't know, just posted a new story and since it's jo-jo related I figured i could point some people in the right direction. Until next time my lovelies}