Second part of my New-Years Update.

I've more to say but it can wait till later, for now, let's get this show on the road!


Fake x Life Sixteen: Gasper Vladi vs The World.

"You look like you had a good time last night." Shirou noted as he set out breakfast for everyone the following morning. While his comment was directed at Azazel, who had staggered into the house drunk off his ass in the wee-hours of the morning, it could also be attributed to Vali, who likewise had disappeared for the day following his near-altercation with Issei in front of the Academy.

"What can I say, it's been a while since I could bitch about the old days with people who know what the hell I'm talking about." Azazel chuckled, sighing with relief as he downed his first cup of coffee for the day "Still, it's good to know politics hasn't changed Serafall all that much. She always was a ray of sunshine once the Great War ended, especially considering how dour her predecessor was."

"You mean the original Leviathan?" Xenovia pressed, honestly intrigued, as aside from their descriptions in the Bible, which were hardly the most flattering, there wasn't that much known about the Original Four Satans, or any of the founding 72 pillars for that matter, with the exception of Lucifer.

"Yeah, a real sourpuss that one." Azazel sighed, shaking his head at the memory of the fallen Satan "Hell of an Alchemist but her people-skills left a lot to be desired…kinda like Falbium really." He noted as an afterthought.

"The current Asmodeus." Xenovia supplied dutifully for Shirou's benefit "He's considered something of a tactical genius even by the Vatican, but since he doesn't appear in public that often, not much is known about him."

"He's just a lazy know-it-all." Vali supplied from the side, his tone dismissive as he poured himself a cup of coffee "The only reason he accepted the position of Satan was because he could fob off all the work on his subordinates."

"While that isn't entirely untrue, I wouldn't go underestimating him, Vali." Azazel cautioned, his tone decidedly smug "After all, while I won't deny his laziness, he didn't earn the position of Chief of Military Affairs for nothing. It was Falbium's strategies that allowed the current Satans to overthrow the Old Satan Faction, after all."

"The descendants of the Original Satans and their followers." Xenovia supplied dutifully at Shirou's quirked brow "Even with the might of two Super Devils backing the Reformists, the Old Satan Faction were so deeply entrenched in Devil Society that it looked like the Civil war would go on until Judgement Day."

"And maybe even beyond that." Azazel continued "You'd think after the loss of countless lives during the Great War the dumb bastards would see the sense of a cease-fire but instead they decided to keep things going out of misplaced pride." he scoffed mockingly "Needless to say, Falbium was having none of that. About a week after he threw in his lot with Sirzechs, the conflict was over and Falbium was dozing in Asmodeus' sinfully comfortable desk chair."

Shirou shivered, more than a little impressed by the New Satan's achievement. From what little he'd managed to gather of the politics of Devil-kind from Sona, after she'd calmed down enough to stop trying to smother herself with her palms, while the current reigning Satans had more than earned their respective positions both during the Great War and the ensuing Civil War, that didn't mean there weren't those who took advantage of the new state of affairs to make pests of themselves.

Under the reign of the Old Satans, there had been no 'dissidents' or 'opposing factions', no 'parliaments' or 'discussion'. You either toed the line and did as you were told, or you were dead. End of story. One of the reasons Sirzechs had risen to such popularity, achievements and power aside, was that he and his allies fought to rid the Underworld of the old system, thus giving the Devils the power to choose, to speak their opinions without fear of repercussion.

Unfortunately, much like with humanity, there were those who abused this new freedom and while this had tapered off for the most part, due in part to the sheer Power of the New Satans, the implementation of the Rating Games had presented a venue for those who disagreed with them to oppose their motions, even outright challenge them without risk of death.

Of course, no-one in their right mind dared to challenge Sirzechs. This wasn't simply due to his sheer power, something Shirou understood fully, but the overwhelming superiority of his Peerage, which was widely acknowledged as the strongest despite possessing no Sacred Gear users. Likewise, the idea of challenging Ajuka Beelzebub, the CREATOR of the Evil Piece and Rating Game Systems, was also considered an exercise in futility, even setting aside the fact he was Sirzechs' equal in terms of power.

Serafall and Falbium, however, were another story. Many assumed that simply because they weren't veritable Juggernauts of power like Sirzechs and Ajuka, they'd be easier pickings, a notion that wasn't helped by their personalities and work ethics. Even following the Civil War, the fact that remained that power was the absolute measure of a Devil's worth in the Underworld, no matter how hard Sirzechs fought to change things. Indeed, the fact he, a Super Devil, held the post of Lucifer, only served to hurt his campaign by adding more weight to the outdated ideology.

Fortunately, despite her recent obsession with the Magical Girl genre and penchant for embarrassing her younger sibling, Serafall was no slouch in terms of raw power, to the point she publicly considered the Archangel Gabriel as her rival, though Sona had admitted in private that said rivalry was one-sided, as to date there had never been a meeting between her sister and the Seraph hailed as the 'Strongest, most Beautiful Woman in Heaven'.

Falbium, on the other hand, was an entirely different matter. Having earned his seat due to his wits, rather than any feat of strength, he was considered by many to be the weakest of the new Satans and had initially been the one many sought to replace in order to further their own objectives. An opinion that Falbium had been more than willing to correct, albeit if only to ensure it didn't cut into his nap-time.

As the statistically weakest Master in the Grail war (Shinji didn't count for obvious reasons), Shirou was all-too-familiar with the importance of strategizing, especially when it came to discerning and exploiting the weaknesses of the Enemy. As Archer had so eloquently put it: even wielded by a master, a sword could only kill a single opponent at a time, whereas a master tactician could defeat an entire army, even bring low an entire country, with one well-placed blow.

Saber's opinions on the Counter-Guardian's methods aside, Shirou couldn't deny the validity of his words. That Falbium had not only managed in a week what Sirzechs and Ajuka, with all their terrible power, had struggled to achieve in God only knew how long, but had also managed to retain his position as the chief of military affairs despite countless attempts at overthrowing him by far more experienced parties, only served to emphasize just how dangerous the current Asmodeus was.

"Don't let it bother you so much, Shirou." Azazel chuckled, rightfully reading the Faker's mood from his silence "Falbium might be a strategical genius, but he's about as ambitious as a rock." He shook his head with a wry smirk "A good thing too, setting aside Michael, who couldn't lie to save his life, at least with Sirzechs and Serafall I can somewhat predict what they'll bring to the negotiation table."

"You truly believe that Archangel Michael will be in attendance?" Xenovia pressed, the former exorcist looking torn between concern and awe at the very idea, for obvious reasons.

"I wouldn't bet against it." Azazel confirmed with a nod "With Father dead, Michael is the highest authority in Heaven at the moment and he was never one to delegate if he could avoid it. If he didn't come himself, I'd expect him to at least send Uriel or Raphael as representatives."

"What about lady Gabriel?" Xenovia asked, only to flush at the Fallen's quirked brow "I'm sorry, it's just, out of all the Seraphs she was the most popular among the trainees growing up."

"Yeah, she's always been Heaven's Idol." Azazel agreed, a whimsical, almost longing smile on his face, as if remembering a fond memory "Still, she isn't likely to come unless Michael himself does, and then only if one of the other Seraphs abstain in order to protect Heaven." his scoffed bitterly "Michael always was over protective of her. Damned Closet Siscon…"

'I'm guessing there's more to this story than he's letting on.' Shirou noted dryly, the Faker feeling a strange sense of camaraderie with the Prince of the Hosts as he, and Vali surprisingly enough, deadpanned at Azazel from across the table.

"What's that look for?" the Governor General demanded, glaring defiantly back at the pair, who merely rolled their eyes at his actions "Ah piss off the lot of you! You're running late as it is."

"Crap!" Shirou swore, shovelling the rest of his food down before rising from the table alongside an equally flustered Xenovia, Vali offering a mocking wave of farewell as he continued to help himself to the spread.

"Seriously, that idiot's too helpful for his own good." Vali scoffed with a shake of his head, though whether it was from concern or amusement was debatable "He could afford to be a little more selfish."

"You say that, but something tells me you'd be singing a different tune if he stopped cooking." Azazel snarked, earning a glare from the White Dragon Emperor, who up until recently had subsisted mostly on Take-Out or Cup Ramen when forced to cook for himself.

While Azazel wasn't much better in the kitchen, his penchant for treating each potential meal as a 'culinary experiment' having driven most of his subordinates to avoid headquarters on the off-chance he was feeling adventurous, at the very least his culinary expertise extended beyond 'turn on the kettle'.


Kuoh Academy Student Council Office.

"Thanks again for the help, Emiya-Kun." Sona offered as she finished going over the paperwork on her desk along with Tsubaki "With everything that's transpired recently I'm afraid we've fallen a bit behind in regards to this month's paperwork."

"It's fine, Sona-Kaichou." Shirou assured the heiress with an understanding smile "You and Rias have had a lot on your plates recently, and that's not even taking into account the upcoming Peace treaty."

As overseers of the city, Rias and Sona were not only responsible for ensuring the safety of the human populace, but also for ensuring that, with the exception of their clients, humanity remained ignorant of the existence of what Shirou persisted in thinking of as the 'Moonlit World'.

In a sense, it was not unlike how Rin described her responsibilities as Second Owner of Fuyuki, though unlike the Tohsaka heiress, who had been woefully uninformed of events in town due to Kirei's mismanagement of her resources prior to the Grail War, Sona and Rias had access to their clans' information networks, which allowed them to step in as need be to minimize casualties and exposure to the best of their ability.

Admittedly, it wasn't a perfect system, the fact the Grigori were able to set up shop right under their noses and that Azazel, of all people, managed to bypass the screening process to lodge requests was proof enough of that, but it worked well enough for the most part and it wasn't as if anyone short of Falbium Asmodeus could accurately predict the Governor General's next move.

"By the way, I noticed that Xenovia-san isn't with you today." Sona noted in a tone that to anyone else would have come off offhand, the Sitri heiress having been decidedly slower to welcome the former Exorcist into the fold than Rias, partially out of understandable caution, given her past and current allegiances, and partially because she wasn't as quick to trust as her fellow King to begin with.

"She's been spending a lot of time with Argento-san at the Occult Research Club." Shirou provided dutifully as he helped move another stack of paperwork out of the way despite Momo's protests "Apparently they got to talking and found they had quite a lot in common."

"I suppose that makes sense." Tsubaki opined, the Vice-President adjusting her spectacles with a look of concern "Situations aside, they probably gravitated towards one another out of a need for closure and comfort. It hasn't been that long since either of them were excommunicated...among other things."

Shirou grimaced, recalling how callously Kokabiel had revealed the truth of God's demise during the Great War. While Xenovia carried herself well now, barring the odd moment in private, according to Azazel it had taken some time for the former Exorcist to come to terms with the truth, and even then it was only after she began sparring with Shirou that she'd regained her previous vigor.

With that in mind, Shirou could only imagine how devastating the truth must have been for a gentle soul like Asia, who despite being cast out and reincarnated as a Devil remained as pious as it was possible for a Devil to be, to the point she shed actual tears at not being able to read the Bible anymore.

'Kirei must never learn of her existence.' Shirou vowed, shuddering at the idea of Rin's mentor learning of Asia's predicament, his experiences, combined with those of his alternate selves, had painted a dark picture indeed of the overseer of the Grail War "As for what they're doing...I believe they mentioned something about Rias' other Bishop during lunch."

"Gasper Vladi." Sona noted, a look of realization flashing across her features as she nodded "I see, so that's what Sizechs-sama was talking about yesterday. Rias must have finally undone the seal on his power."

"Due to his inability to control his Sacred Gear, Gasper-kun was sealed away within the Occult Research Club until Rias-sama grew strong enough to keep him in check." Tsubaki supplied for Shirou's benefit "Given recent events, it's highly likely Sirzechs-sama believes Rias has grown strong enough as a King that she can help him keep that power in check."

"That, or he believes things are only going to grow more dangerous from here on out, so it would be better to have Gasper get some actually combat experience than to have him caught flat-footed later." Sona opined from the side, earning a nod from her Queen, as either option made sense "Possibly both."

"Is he really that powerful?" Shirou wondered, glancing over at the rest of the Student Council, who merely shrugged, most of them having never met the other Gremory Bishop due to his being sealed before they were scouted by Sona.

"Aside from Akeno, he was Rias' strongest piece until Hyoudo-Kun unlocked the true form of his Sacred Gear." Sona supplied, smiling primly at the redhead's look of surprise "However, in terms of contracts completed, he is easily the strongest member of her peerage." She added with a sigh "As much as I hate to admit it, having him sealed away allowed me to close the gap between Rias' peerage and my own."

"To be fair, Gasper-kun had a bit of an unfair advantage over us, Kaichou." Tsubaki countered with a soft smile "After all, most of his clients tend to relate to him on a personal level due to their shared anxieties." She nodded her head at her King's frown "And do recall that it is mostly thanks to him that we were able to held several former-shut ins to gain the confidence needed to return to School."

"A fact Rias used to lord over my head until she was forced to seal him away." Sona reminded her Queen with a sigh "That being said, releasing the seal on Gasper is one thing, convincing him to actually leave the old school building will be a battle in and of itself."

"Is he likely to get violent?" Shirou wondered, worried more for Asia's sake than anyone else, as Xenovia would likely tear the bishop apart if he tried anything, only to blink as Sona actually snorted, the equally composed Tsubaki covering her mouth to restrain her amusement at the statement.

"Hardly," the Sitri heiress chortled with honest amusement "I won't go into his personal history out of respect for Rias, but let's just say there's a reason he's able to relate to his clients on a personal level."

Before Shirou could ask what Sona meant, a high-pitched girlish wail drew the redhead's attention to a nearby window, his eyes widening in alarm at the sight of Xenovia, Durandal in hand, chasing after a little girl that bore a startling resemblance to Asia, albeit with shorter hair and paler skin, threatening to exorcise the poor child if she slowed down.

"Ah, I see Rias succeeded in convincing Gasper to leave his room after all." Sona noted, sidling up alongside the redhead, completely unfazed by the sight of her rival's Bishop being threatened with a True Holy Sword, most likely due to the lack of any Bloodlust on Xenovia's part and the presence of Issei, Asia and Koneko in the background.

"Wait, that's Rias' Bishop?" Shirou exclaimed, eyeing the wailing, effeminate figure that was somehow able to outrun Xenovia despite literally Shoujo-running, complete with raised hands, closed eyes and the odd sparkle in the background.

'The only thing missing is the Benny-Hill theme…' the more cynical part of his mind, which had been growing more pronounced of late, something he attributed to being invaded by Archer's memories, noted as he watched them circle the building several times, the Faker idly noting Saji sidling up to Issei, only to collapse on his knees, looking like the entire world had betrayed him 'Yeah, I'm not getting involved in that.'


Meanwhile! Behind the school building...

"Uuuuu…I don't understand…" Gasper whimpered, the cross-dressing Dhampir-Devil gazing up at the blue-haired woman in abject terror from his spot on the grass, more terrified of her than the Holy Sword she was wielding "Why are you being so mean to me?"

"A healthy mind resides in a healthy body." Xenovia recited calmly, one hand resting on Durandal "If you truly are a Day-Walker as Rias claims, then you should be more than capable of running during the day."

'She certainly looks like she's having fun.' Issei noted, the Pawn sweat dropping as he stood off to the side with Asia, ready to jump in to help if things got out of hand, for despite Xenovia's assurances that she knew what she was doing, Durandal had been letting off a decidedly ominous aura ever since she'd drawn it.

'I don't even want to think what it'd be like if she so much as scratches one of us with that thing.' He shuddered, recalling the unbearable agony he'd been forced to endure during his and Kiba's duel with the exorcists, and those had been mere Fragments of a True Holy Sword. He soon snapped out of his thoughts, however, at the sight of Asia's pout "Something wrong, Asia-chan?

"Eh? Oh, it's nothing, Issei-san." The former nun assured him with a smile, only to sigh as she watched Gasper run wailing away from Koneko, who gave chase whilst carrying several cloves of garlic "It's just…I've wanted to meet my fellow Bishop for some time now…but as things stand it doesn't look like I'll get the chance."

Issei grimaced, wanting nothing more to comfort the former nun but in all honesty he couldn't really blame Gasper for his situation, as from what little he'd managed to gather from Rias the poor kid had plenty of reasons for being as introverted as he was, and his status as a Dhampire was only the tip of the iceberg.

'Seriously, when the hell did my life become an Anime?' he wondered offhandedly 'Don't get me wrong, Buchou and Akeno-sempai are sexy as hell, Asia and Koneko-chan are the cuteness alliance and even that damned handsome Kiba isn't too bad once you get to know him, but I draw the line at a Crossdressing Hikikomori Dhampire.'

No, seriously, the sinfully cute kid currently running shoujo-style, sparkles included, from the deadpan Koneko-chan was not only a Dhampire, which in hindsight partially explained their shut-in nature, but was also 100% male in defiance of all the laws of the universe. To make matters worse, Issei had apparently been entrusted with rehabilitating the shut-in, which meant he had to put with all of his shenanigans for the foreseeable future.

'Don't think of it like that.' He chastised himself, clenching his fist in determination 'After all, Buchou wouldn't ask this of me if she didn't think I could handle it! And even if he's my Senior as a Devil, he's still my junior in school, so it's my duty to make a proper man out of him!'

"NO~!" Gasper wailed, prompting Issei to look up just in time to see the Dhampire Trap hugging onto a tree for dear life, heedless of the show he was providing for his onlookers due to Xenovia poking at him with Durandal from below "Stop poking my butt! It hurts~!"

'…Why Boner?' Issei wept as he fell to his knees, a sentiment clearly shared by Saji, the Sitri Pawn having suffered the exact same reaction upon learning the truth of the trap that lay beneath that girlish figure 'Why must you confuse me so?'

"Hey there, Sekiryuutei." A familiar voice called out, the groups' eyes widening as Azazel stepped out of the woods, the Governor General dressed in the same dusty old Haori over a men's kimono that he always wore whenever Issei came over "And Xenovia, I see you're as lively as ever."

"Ah, Good evening, Governor-General." Xenovia greeted politely, lowering her sword and offering a polite bow to the Fallen, who merely waved it off with a lazy smile as he advanced towards them "Have you come to meet with Sitri-san or Gremory-san?"

"Actually, I was just out for a stroll and figured I'd pop in to see if that Holy Demon Sword kid was around." Azazel admitted, chuckling at Issei's look of alarm "Don't get your Schwartz twisted kid, as much as I'd like to examine his Balance Breaker, I'm not about to try anything without his King's permission, especially not with the summit just around the corner. Though speaking of Balance Breakers…."

He glanced at the cowering Gasper, who yelped in alarm before ducking behind a tree. "You're the Dhampire with Forbidden Balor View, right?" Azazel pressed, chuckling as the only answer he received from Gasper was a terrified squeak "For a support-type, that particular Sacred Gear can be a little volatile if the user's capacity is too low. If you don't learn to use it properly, you'll only wind up hurting yourself and those around you."

"Do you have any advice on how to proceed, Azazel-sama?" Xenovia enquired, earning looks of apprehensive interest from the Devils "As the foremost expert on Sacred Gears, you must know some way to help him develop faster."

"Well, I wouldn't go so far as to claim that title." Azazel scoffed "After all, the only person who truly understood the Sacred Gears was God. My knowledge was gained from my own research and attempts to reverse engineer Sacred Gears recovered by my subordinates, though thanks to that I will admit to being more knowledgeable than Devils on the matter."

He glanced at Saji, who had summoned his own Sacred Gear just in case the Fallen's visit proved less than benign "Case in point, that's the Black Dragon's Pulse: Absorption Line, right?" he continued despite Saji's look of confusion "Try using it on Dhampire-kun whenever he invokes his Sacred Gear, that way you can bleed off any excess power until he learns to do so himself."

"W-Wait, are you serious?" Saji stammered, glancing down at the black, chameleon looking sacred-gear that he'd instinctively summoned upon Azazel's arrival "My Sacred Gear…it really possesses such an amazing ability?"

"What, you didn't know?" Azazel sighed, shaking his head in exasperation "Typical, that's the problem with you Modern Sacred Gear users, none of you bother to put the effort into studying what they can do until your backs are against the wall." He nodded at the teen "In any case, what you have there is one of several Sacred Gears created using the soul of the Evil Dragon King Vritra."

"So that's where he ended up." The voice of Ddraig murmured, the gem on Issei's Boosted Gear flashing at the mention of the Evil Dragon, though the teen chose to remain silent, allowing Azazel to continue.

"While each of Vritra's Sacred Gears possess different abilities, Absorption Line can absorb the power of anyone it comes in contact with and transfer it to whomever the user desires." Azazel revealed, chuckling at their look of shock "The downside, of course, is that it lacks the Boosted Gear's ability to raise the user's power on its own, and unlike Divine Dividing must remain connected to the target to drain their power."

"And that's what only a part of the Evil Dragon's soul can do." Xenovia mused, honestly impressed by the revelation "I can only imagine how powerful the Sacred Gear would have been if God had sealed all of Vritra's soul in it."

"Well it's not like he had much choice." Azazel admitted with a shrug, "Keep in mind, Dragons aren't the most agreeable creatures by nature and the Dragon Kings are only a step beneath the Heavenly Dragons in terms of power so he couldn't have taken him on without heavy casualties. It took Indra ripping the poor bastard to shreds, body and soul, before Father could seal him away."

"Vritra never knew when to back down from a fight." Ddraig opined from the Boosted Gear "Not that I'm one to talk, mind you, but even I would've thought twice before challenging Indra in his own domain."

"You still would've totally done so, wouldn't you?" Issei deadpanned, the pawn sighing in exasperation at the gruff snort of confirmation he received "So if Saji connects his line to me and Gasper, he'd have an easier time controlling his power?"

"Yep, and as an added bonus, this doubles as training for him as well." Azazel confirmed, nodding towards the Sitri pawn "The stronger you become, the more energy you'll be able to drain and faster, and the number of lines you'll be able to connect will also increase."

'Ok, seriously, how the hell is his Sacred Gear so OP?!' Issei exclaimed, glaring at his fellow pawn in frustration while the latter gaped at his Sacred Gear in disbelief 'I had to bust my balls and sacrifice my arm to get to where I am today, and all he has to do is keep using his Sacred Gear and he'll get better? And to make matters worse, it doesn't even have the whole Dragon's soul in there?'

"If you're going to blame someone, blame your own ineptitude." Ddraig chided from within their shared mindscape, the place he chose to speak to his host whenever he didn't want anyone listening in "If you have the time to complain, use it to get stronger. Albion's host will not be content to put off our destined duel forever."

Issei grimaced, recalling his meeting with Vali the other day all-too-clearly, shuddering at how easily the silver-haired teen had taken him by surprise, almost goading the Pawn into attacking him in front of Buchou and her brother just so he could claim he didn't start the fight.

'If Emiya and Xenovia hadn't been there I probably would've snapped just as Buchou showed up.' He mused, his fist trembling at the memory only to blink as Azazel patted him on the shoulder.

"By the way, Shirou told me what happened with Vali the other day." The Fallen admitted "I won't tell you to forgive and forget but try not to let him get to you. You two might be destined to fight, but that doesn't mean you have to throw away your lives before you get to truly live them." He chuckled "After all, as a man whose had several harems over the centuries, it'd be a shame to see you die before you start your own."

'S-SEVERAL-?!' Issei exclaimed, gaping at the Governor General in wonderment, the perverted pawn unable to voice his admiration for the Fallen beyond a strangled squawk even as the rest of the group either sighed in exasperation, sans Gasper, who merely blinked in confusion, Asia, who pouted cutely at the teen, and Saji, who was eyeing Azazel with a hint of respect.

"Of course, if you really want to speed up their growth, there's a much simpler method you could use." Azazel opined, catching everyone's attention "It's only a theory, but records have shown that it's possible for Sacred Gear Users to boost their power using the blood of the Red Dragon Emperor." He chuckled at Issei's look of alarm "In Dhampir-kun's case, he might develop faster if you let him drink it straight from the tap, though if you want to test it first, try nicking yourself and letting some drop on Absorption Line."

"What am I, a doping agent?!" Issei exclaimed, shivering at the looks he was receiving from several of his would-be comrades with the exception of Asia and Gasper, the latter of which looked horrified at the idea of being forced to drink blood.

"Well, since the Holy Demonic Sword user isn't here I'd better be off before Serafall's sister notices my presence." Azazel noted offhandedly, patting Issei one last time on the shoulder "I'll be seeing you tomorrow evening, Little Devils. Xenovia, try not to kill anyone till then, kay?"

"Yes sir, Governor General, sir." Xenovia offered, inclining her head towards the fallen as he stepped casually into the woods surrounding the school, his presence vanishing the moment he was out of sight "Now then, shall we resume training?"


And we'll draw to a close there. As you can see, being on better terms with Azazel means he opened up a little more.

Shirou didn't have much involvement in this chapter simply because I don't want the focus to solely be on him. While he plays a major role in the story, it's not as if the other characters have ceased to exist so they need room to grow.

In any case, as mentioned earlier, some of my older fics are being discontinued. If anyone cares to adopt them, send me a PM and I'll let people know.

As mentioned earlier, this is to allow me to focus on those fics which need to be completed, namely:

Fics to be Completed:

Fate: Hunter's Moon - In all honesty this one won't take much longer to complete, as it essentially derails Volume 3, making volumes 4 & beyond a non-issue.

Fake x Fate - Updates will be slow due to the upcoming 4th Anime but thankfully the Novels provide plenty of basis. Warning: Expect more changes to DxD Canon.

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Eyes of Heaven - As the basis for all by JoJo-Related fiction, I'll finish this if it kills me.

After Heaven - Remnants of Destiny - At the very least I intend to get as far as Volume 3.

RWBYLOVANIA - Again, I at least intend to go as far as Volume 3.

Bloodstained Arc - Might take some time but I intend to cover Jaune's travels through Yharnam.

Fate: Zero Requiem - You better believe i'm finishing this.

Code Decade: The Rider Rebellion - Same as above, definitely finishing this.

Dark Defense - I really should finish this one shouldn't I?

Code Tekka: The Geass Knight - This one 'Might' get rebooted if I don't decide to finish it as is.

Sailor Moon GSL: Geass Speed Love - This one is LITERALLY stuck on the penultimate chapter isn't it?

As stated last chapter, my reasons for doing this is to focus on getting my life together while ensuring I actually complete some stories within my lifetime (Lol).