Disclaimer: I don't own Legend of Zelda, High School DxD and anything you probably will find familiar in this fic. Why you ask? The answer is quite simple. Life sucks dick. Ehem... now with that out of the way, let's get to business.

Been a long time? Like... holy shit, it's been a whole year.

Well, what can I say?

Like anyone fucking cares I guess. Life, my other fic, a lot of investigation and stuff got in the way. Oh, Breath of the Wild too. You can't blame though, that game is fucking awesome. Give it a like for Zelda's booty.

So, I'm here again, bringing another chapter of Link's sure-to-become badass adventure.

Thanks to 'Rives' for the beta work.

Now, get comfy, get a drink of your choice... I would chose a cup of black coffee... and enjoy.


Path of Legends: Hero X Devil

Life 2: Devils, Humans, Witches and Angels.


"THOU, BRavE TrAveLER, whO WiLL UnCOVer The lAwS oF HuManItY, Go FoRtH! FoR thOU SHaLt LeArN ThE WaYS Of FAiTh aNd ReLigIoN!"


Part 1

"So, are you ready?"

The Fierce Deity turned towards the Green Satan, Ajuka Beelzebub, who had just entered the library where the Dark God was accustomed to spending his time inside the Gremory Manor.

"Yes. I never brought anything with me in the first place, so I am ready," His cold tone resounded in the room, his gloved hand trailed across the surface of a book on the table. "I will only take this book with me."

Ajuka nodded, before fixating his gaze on the cover of the book, "The Great War? I believed you already studied that book." Looking at the dark god directly, he added, "If you don't mind me inquiring, why do you need it?"

The godly being in question narrowed his gaze, his white eyes, devoid of iris, scrutinizing the devil. Grasping the book, and raising it before his face, turquoise energy enveloped it, the object subsequently fading within the display of light.

"I mind."

There it was again, the sort of response Ajuka had become accustomed to in the few days he had spoken to him. Despite that he now knew the truth behind the guest of the Gremory Clan, the devil came to realize that the personality usually displayed by the god was not an act but truly the natural behaviour of the Hylian when he used the Fierce Deity Mask.

Being a scholar at heart, Ajuka had spent the whole previous night researching for any Sacred Gear that could be similar to the magical Mask. His efforts were an utter failure though, as none of them reached the capabilities to even match the dark god, not even the Top-Tier Longinus.

Gathering all the information that Link, who was the holder of the mask, provided, and also what the devil himself witnessed, allowed Ajuka to come to several conclusions about it.

To begin with, it not only granted Link the power of a mighty Dark God, but also altered his personality. It was honestly fascinating to Ajuka that this certain mask, which he first believed was a Sacred Gear, could transform the seemingly kind blond boy into a ruthless evil-slaying god.

Also, the fact that the Dark God had somehow managed to alter the runes of the King Statue inscribed by Ajuka himself showed that his unknown magic was far more complex than the green-haired devil could have imagined. Altering runes made by Ajuka specifically was no easy task, and the dark god's ability to do so showed that it's magic was not only powerful, but could also mold any sort of magic it came in contact with. It was worth mentioning that he still suspected there was more than what Link was letting on...

Ajuka folded his arms, focusing again on the present, "I see…" Lowering his head, and with eyes closed, he continued, "Either way, I would like to give you some recommendations… so you can handle yourself in the Human World."

It wasn't like he wasn't ready. Link had carefully studied the world map and the human culture. Independent sovereign nations had claimed almost the entire world's land surface, which was divided in 6 large landmasses, called continents.

He was apparently going to Japan, an island nation located in the continent of Asia.

For what he had studied in many historical books that belonged to the Human World gathered by Grayfia herself for him to read, he had come to realize that his quest was going to be a hard one to accomplish, and a long one as well.

It would be only normal to welcome any new information that could help him on his task. So, gazing back at Ajuka, the Fierce Deity nodded slowly. "Speak then, devil."

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Link, whose true form was hidden beneath the cover of the Fierce Deity Mask, observed his surroundings. Unlike other areas within the Underworld, this one seemed to hold advanced technology, which reminded him of a certain place during his last otherworldly adventures.

'Piltover was it?'

Fierce Deity Link gazed at the large transportation machine, similar to the one he saw in a technological city some time ago. It was composed of large boxy long wagons, connected to one another, also having many wheels in each. Its design looked ceremonial though, as it was red and displayed across it several devil-representing patterns carved in it at acute angles.

Observing it further, Fierce Deity Link came to distinguish the symbol that represented the Gremory family, and even Sirzechs Lucifer's mark. They were windows in every wagon with the exception of the first one, which he considered the head. Unlike the others, it displayed a rather odd design, somehow resembling the head of a dragon due to the golden marks across it and its shape.

"So this is the so called 'train'…" The dark god muttered. While he still saw the odd machine as a spectacle to behold, the fact that there were so many of those "trains" lined up over some sort of metal roads directed at the outskirts of the Gremory territory made him realize that he was overreacting; not that while wearing the mask he was showing any emotion, anyway. It was only expected that other worlds would hold technology and magic he was unfamiliar with. This was, of course, the best part of adventuring into unknown lands: The discovery of new things.

So, within the vast area where he now found himself (He seemed to be over some sort of concrete platform located to the east of the Gremory Territory), the Fierce Deity counted his last few minutes before his nearing take off from the Underworld.

Oni Link heard some steps behind him, so he turned around, as stoic as ever.

While many would have been utterly shocked at witnessing the unusual event of the entire Gremory family gathering outside their Manor to bid farewell to a guest, those that were aware of the relationships inside the Gremory House knew they were saying goodbye to a friend.

Lord Gremory approached him, accompanied by Venelana and Milicas. Behind them, Sirzechs and Sairaorg Bael stood. Grayfia Lucifuge had stayed behind with Rias, who looked very disappointed.

"Well, this is it huh?" Lord Gremory smirked, hands in his pockets as he spoke, "You're finally leaving," His smirk was replaced by a tiny smile, "I actually would have liked to have one more drinking match with you."

"Indeed! I have to admit that drinking with you and my father has become one of my favorite ways to spend my free time..." Sirzechs chuckled as he approached them. Before whispering, he leaned towards the god. "Don't ever tell Grayfia that, though."

Lord Gremory and Venelana laughed, while the young Milicas only seemed confused. The double doors of the train opened by themselves, showing the interior of the large vehicle. Venelana's expression suddenly darkened as she gazed at the train, and bit her lip.

"Fierce-chan," She started, "Despite the short time you lived with us, we truly consider you one of our own as you have not only protected my grandson, Milicas, but you always supported us…" She rested a hand over her chest, and opened her mouth, only to close it. She looked at the ground for a few seconds, both redheads at her sides blinking, "Thank you…"

The Fierce Deity nodded, observing the genuine smile on the woman with brown hair and purple eyes. He truly never spoke to her, yet she hadn't being anything but kind and thoughtful of him during his stay.

So he would remember her despite that he didn't feel anything, and when the day came, he would return the kindness and trust she bestowed upon him.

"I don't deserve such words, lady Gremory…" He spared a glance at the other devils before gazing at her again, crossing an arm over his chest, "I won't forget your hospitality. Rest assured that I will protect your family for as long as I remain in this world."

Venelana dropped her gaze. She knew what that meant, just like her daughter did. The Dark God only sought to regain his memories and most likely return to his world… which she assumed would be far away from the Gremory's reach.

"I have no doubt about that," Added Sirzechs, resting a hand over the god's shoulder. "You will be always welcomed in the Manor. Your room will remain untouched until you return."

A strong chuckle was heard, coming from Sairaorg, "Hahaha! We never had the chance to actually fight, god, but I'm positive that it will happen soon. Until then, I'll train as hard as I can! You better not slack off until I defeat you!"

The Fierce Deity silently nodded at him. Then, he noticed the youngest member of the Gremory family pulling his tunic, hopeful eyes staring at him. The god rested a hand over the child's head, acknowledging the young boy.

"I'm gonna miss you Fierce onii-sama!" Milicas said emotionally, hugging him.

However, the evil deity wasn't moved either by the tears of the boy. All he could do was to acknowledge them, responding with another nod of his head. Finally, Grayfia approached, Rias grudgingly following behind.

Despite that all of them used their usual clothing, Rias Gremory sported a white long-sleeved, button-down shirt with vertical linings, with a black ribbon on the collar, a black shoulder cape and a matching button-down corset. A magenta skirt with white accents completed her outfit.

"God-sama," Grayfia bowed to him, "It was an honor to serve you…" She smiled sincerely then, Milicas now hugging her, "While it was never an obligation, God-sama still watched over my son, and for that I'm forever grateful."

That said, the maid blinked, seeing Rias Gremory passing between the group and towards the gates of the train. The crimson-haired girl spared a short uninterested glance at the Fierce Deity, waving her long hair with a hand as she did so.

Oni Link stared blankly at her flowing hair for a couple of seconds until she completely left his sight when she entered the large train. He turned towards the group of devils, all of them looking rather anxious. Whatever the reason, the Dark God suspected he wasn't going to like it.

"What is the meaning of this?" He inquired with a severe tone.

Lord Gremory wasn't entirely sure of the reasons. Rias had started acting sort of strange since yesterday, leaving Milicas' party in a rush. While he had tried to talk with her, she had locked herself inside her bedroom. Being a teen and all, he knew it was one of those times when she needed some time alone, whatever the reason.

Sairaorg was also as clueless as ever.

The other devils though, exchanged glances, fully knowing the answer to his question.

"You see," Sirzechs started, glancing at his father and his mother. "Rias' vacations are coming to an end, so she decided to return to the Human world sooner so she could prepare for her classes."

"Are you referring to her School?" Fierce Deity Link inquired, arms folded and gaze narrowed, "If so, are we taking the same transport?"

"Yes!" Came a new voice from the sky.

Everyone looked up, seeing Himejima Akeno flying towards them, her bat-like wings allowing her to accomplish what Oni Link believed was impossible. He had to admit that becoming a devil and getting the ability to fly would be advantageous, but there was no way he would renounce his humanity for that mere reason.

Landing gracefully before them, the Queen of Rias treaded towards the group, carrying her own bag. The fierce Deity could only assume she was coming as well as the purple-eyed girl also sported the same outfit he had seen on Rias. Oni Link concluded that her set of clothes was a uniform of sorts, used to attend her educational facility.

"I'm sorry for my lateness, but Rias told me out of nowhere we were returning to Kuoh a couple of hours ago," She bowed to them respectfully, that odd smile plastered on her face as usual. "I hope you don't mind our company, God-sama."

The Dark God shook his head in response, Akeno's smile widening. He turned to the Demon Lord and his family, seeing Grayfia approaching with some sort card on her hands.

"Dark God-sama," She extended her hands, letting him observe the black card with the Gremory symbol shining in the middle. "In the name of the Gremory Clan, I offer you this."

The fierce Deity took the card with his left hand, turning it around to examine it. There was magic circle of sorts on the other side. His eyes focused again on the maid.

"What is this?"

It wasn't the maid that answered but Sirzechs, "This is the Gremory letter. You can use it to return to the courtyard in the Gremory Manor should you decide to return," The Red Satan elaborated, "You may also use it to communicate with any of us. Think of it as a private cell phone for the Gremory."

'Cell… phone?' The fierce should have frowned, but he was expressionless.

He learnt a bit from the technology not only used by humans, but also devils. As far as he could recall, a cell phone was some sort of artifact that allowed people to communicate with more people using similar artifacts as the catalyst. Honestly still magical in his opinion, despite that he had been told it was made using only science and the human intellect of this dimension.

"So, if you ever need help, do contact us," Sirzechs added, the other devils smiling.

"I assume that you can also contact me with it," The maid nodded, "Then I state the same. Should the time come when your Clan needs of me, I shall come to your aid." This statement made Lord Gremory and Sirzechs smirk, Grayfia bowing again but now sporting a tiny smile. Venelana only stared at him, trying to figure any sort of change in his expression, but as always, it turned out to be useless. She truly wondered if the Dark God felt the same gratitude she and her family felt for him.

Being such an emotionless being, it was hard to tell, yet she knew that Fierce-chan would never break that promise. How did she knew that if she barely knew him? She just felt it.

"Should we be off, then?" Akeno said, holding her bag closer to her.

The Dark God could only nod.

Part 2

Rias Gremory was nervous, and anxious.


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While she still had one week left before summer vacation came to an end, she had decided to still pursue her selfish dream despite that her illusions were shattered by the harsh words of a Dark God. Right now, she sat in a large sofa, taking a tiny lunch with her queen, Himejima Akeno, as she shot short gazes at the silent god from time to time.

Said divine being was busy observing the strange colors outside through the window.

"Ara, ara…" Akeno giggled, a hand on her cheek, "Could it be that God-sama is curious about the dimensional barrier?" The dark god turned towards the raven-haired girl, her smile widening. "I guess I was right!" She stood up, ignoring the glare from the redhead as she stood at his side, "While we would normally use a magic circle to jump to the Human World directly, the fact that God-sama is not a devil complicates things a bit."

"How so?"

"This is the official route for the noble devils," She revealed. "It's not meant to be used by any other race than ours," She raised a finger, head leaning to the side. "As our guest, God-sama should at least take this route once so all devils can acknowledge that God-sama abides by the rules of our society…" Her purple orbs stared at him without fear, which was actually the proof of her trust in him. "God-sama may consider this his official entry procedure, or in this case, departure."

The Fierce God raised a hand to his chin, studying the girl, "So I cannot use a magic circle to travel to the Human World?"

"Yes, as it would be illegal for God-sama to use a magic circle to reach the Human World without having at least used once the official route."

The Fierce Deity could actually understand it. He was, after all, an unknown element to this world. The devil society probably made sure to keep track of every visitor of their territory in the Underworld, using the official route to monitor everyone who left and entered the Devil's homeland.

"I see. I appreciate the information, Akeno," The Dark God nodded.

And then came a gasp, Rias Gremory spurting her tea as she rose from the sofa, having overheard their conversation. The Fierce God raised an eyebrow, noticing the surprised expression that both females sported. Akeno blinked several times, while Rias looked at him in disbelief.

"Is something wrong?" He asked gravely.

There was a brief silence, which Akeno actually used to calm herself. She sort of suspected that having the Dark God calling her by her name occurred because he probably was unaware of the traditions, culture and way of referring to people inside Japan. It wasn't like she was close to the godly being for him to call her like that, and while she didn't mind it at all, it still came as a surprise.

For the way Rias had jolted away from her sit, Akeno suspected it was the same for her King.


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"…" Staring at the redhead, he chose to remain silent.

"You call her by her first name?" Rias growled, stepping up to them. Then, she glared daggers at her friend, who only smiled sheepishly. "Since when are you two so close?"

"Ara ara…" Akeno's smile widened, "Do I detect jealousy in your tone, Rias?"

Such question only made Rias' scowl deepen, "It's not that…" With arms folded, her aquamarine eyes narrowed. Akeno always used any chance available to tease her, and lately, it was getting too frequent. Her patience was becoming thin, "I have never seen you two talk, so hearing him call you by your first name struck me by surprise. I don't see why I should feel jealous about it."

"Oh my," With a hand on her own cheek, Akeno spoke with amusement. "I'm sorry, buchou. Maybe I overstepped my limits. I apologize for my wrong assumption."

'Buchou…? Like… president or something?' The god mused.

Even with those words of apology, Rias couldn't come to accept it. Whether it was the tone she used, or the expression Akeno sported, it simply seemed insincere no matter how she looked at it. After so many years of knowing her, the Gremory princess could tell when the Priestess of Thunder truly meant what she said.

This wasn't one of those times, definitely.

"I don't understand this overreaction," The Dark God stated, becoming the focus of the females. "I am not close to Akeno in any way, and assuming we actually are for such a petty reason as is to call someone by their first name is simply illogical."

Rias Gremory pouted, "I… know… I'm… sorry…"

Akeno observed her master drop her gaze in embarrassment, and felt a tint of guilt for causing it indirectly. She truly cared for Rias, and she realized that her teasing had gone too far. Akeno knew very well why the whole matter of the Dark God was important to her master, and truthfully, she had hoped Rias' plans worked.

Too bad that wasn't the case.

Suddenly, an elderly man appeared from the doors of the next wagon, who had white beard and wore a black outfit of sorts. The new presence removed his hat, showing his bald head as he approached them.

"Ho-ho-ho! To see the little princess with such a face. Our guest must be more than just a Dark God to cause that…" The man smiled, "I truly have lived a long life."

That didn't help Rias' case… at all. Her cheeks became even redder.

"Who are you?" The Dark God inquired, voice dry.

Whoever the old man was, it was clear he wasn't a common servant of the Gremory. He remained unmoved despite the fearsome aura that the god exuded, which would have normally intimidated anyone else. A light of experience and wisdom shone in his eyes.

"Oh, sorry for my lack of manners, my distinguished Lord," The man bowed, however slightly. "I am Reynaldo, the conductor of the Gremory private train. Pleased to make your acquaintance, my Lord."

The Fierce God scrutinized him for a bit, "…Likewise."

The train driver nodded and took out a small contraption of sorts, directing it at the god, who raised an eyebrow as a picture of him suddenly popped on the screen at its left side.

'Did he just take a pictograph of me?'

It was similar to his Pictograph Box, but instead of releasing a pictograph, the picture taken was displayed on the small screen within the artifact. Now that he recalled, Link had seen in the technological machine called television, many people using these so called cameras. He was still unfamiliar with them, and to be honest, the Fierce God couldn't really understand how a television worked either.

It was like magic, he swore.

Noticing the gaze of suspicion emerging on the Dark God, Akeno realized she had to explain what just happened before it caused an unwanted misunderstanding, "Don't worry, God-sama." Her tone was soft, yet her gaze was as focused as his, "As we are formally entering the Human World from the Underworld, inspection of this transport is necessary for security measures. We wouldn't want troublesome people reaching the Human World to create chaos."

BI-BI! BI-BI! BI-BI!

The Old man cocked an eyebrow, and frowned, "It isn't working. It doesn't show anything about our illustrious guest."

Rias Gremory spoke, apparently aware of the machine's malfunction, "Don't worry, Reynaldo. The Underworld has no data of him, so it's only normal that this machine doesn't show anything at all. Nii-sama is going to take care of making the papers so he is considered a member of our clan in the days to come," She darkened her gaze, "If only by paper…"

"I see," Reynaldo nodded, making a mental note of her last words. "Then the entry formalities are over. I apologize for the sudden intromission, my Lord, but it was my obligation to proceed with the according security protocols."

"You won't have this problem once Nii-sama and Beelzebub-sama are done reporting your documents as an official member and supporter of our Clan," The Gremory heiress informed, her previous embarrassment forgotten. "Until that is done, you may want to use only transports that belong to the Gremory Clan to avoid trouble."

"I see… I will keep that in mind."

Reynaldo scoffed, earning their attention, "Anyhow, rest and relax until we arrive at the scheduled station. We have many accommodations available for our guest to use as well."

"Then I'll make use of them, Reynaldo," The Dark God said, emotionless as was usual. "Thank you."

With that, the godly being walked away from them, heading to the next car of the train. Rias, Akeno and Reynaldo watched him leave.

"Ho-ho-ho! Our guest sure is charming," Commented the man, putting on his hat. "Either way, I'll return to the control room. Enjoy your stay, little princesses."

After Reynaldo left, the two of them remained alone. Rias sighed, returning to the large sofa as her body slumped over it. She felt exhausted despite that she barely did any physical activity. Akeno silently sat at her side, observing her.

"I…" The redhead began, gaze on her skirt, "I just don't know what to do…"


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Akeno put a comforting hand on her friend's hands, "Rias, don't give up so easily. You are stronger than that…" The redhead turned to her, displaying her tired gaze. "Even if the Dark God doesn't become your servant, we will eventually defeat Riser and get rid of the engagement."

"But I need him!" Rias spat, legs trembling, "Riser is too strong. Even stronger due to his new Queen… Whoever she is, that annoying girl is too skilled… and her strategies are perfect. How am I supposed to defeat Riser in a Rating game without his help?"

Tears threatened to come out, yet Rias fought to hold them, avoiding eye contact with her friend.

Akeno bit her lip, not knowing how to respond. It bothered her to see her best friend so desperate, but considering Rias' current situation, she could understand very well her affliction.

After all, Rias Gremory was forced to accept the engagement set by her brother and father. Despite that she didn't love him, and even hated him, she would have to marry the third son of the Phoenix Clan, Riser Phoenix.

The reasons for such were political, and for the future of the devil race. The Great War had claimed the lives of countless pure-blooded devils, decreasing their numbers to a worrisome quantity. It was logical that Lord Gremory and Sirzechs Lucifer would want to prevent the extinction of their clan, considering that Rias only had two siblings, one that had left their house due to his duty as a Satan, while the other was too young to be the heir of the Gremory clan.

That left her with the responsibility of giving birth to future generations of pure-blooded devils, and Riser Phoenix had been chosen to be the future husband of Rias in order to prevent the Gremory household from disappearing.

A marriage that had the future of Devils on the line.

That didn't matter to Rias Gremory though, as she only wanted to marry the man she acknowledged. Someone that would respect her… and love her, not for what she represented, but for what she truly was. A simple girl that had the illusion of having a family, and live happily ever after with the person she loved.

She wanted to choose on her own who would be that person.

However, that would only be possible if Riser decided by himself to end their engagement, which so far wasn't part of his plans much to Rias' dismay. He was not only supported by his family but also by her own brother and father. Even if she despised the fact that they would marry Riser once she ended college, she would have to comply for the sake of her household.

If only she could defeat Riser in a Rating Game, then Rias was completely sure that she could make Riser nullify their engagement, but her odds of actually winning were scarce, and her only hope rested in the hands of a mighty Dark God, one that could become her servant, yet one that totally rejected her, regardless of her feelings.

Rias Gremory dropped her gaze, feeling depressed.

"I have the feeling that he will just go away, and my only chance of getting rid of this engagement will be gone with it."

Akeno sat closer to her Queen, hugging her.

"Don't lose hope, Rias," She said softly. "We will find a way to make your engagement invalid. So please, cheer up, I don't want to see you like this anymore…"

Rias Gremory sobbed, gripping the uniform of her best friend in impotence.

Part 3

About forty minutes after the train's departure, Oni Link heard the announcement of a woman, which came from some sort of machine attached to a corner of the train's ceiling.

[We will momentarily be breaking through the dimensional wall. We will momentarily be breaking through the dimensional wall.]

The god directed his attention back to the window, noticing that the strange colors outside were gone, replaced by utter darkness. After several minutes, he realized the train was inside a cave, or more exactly, a tunnel.

'Where are we?'

o-0-O-0-o

Another announcement was heard after 10 minutes had passed.

[We will soon be arriving at the Gremory Main Station. We will soon be arriving at the Gremory Main station. To all our passengers, thank you for riding this train.]

With the sound of the arrival whistle, the train finally came to a stop. Oni Link turned towards the doors of the next car of the train, gazing at both approaching females. The Gremory princess looked sort of pale, and was frowning. Akeno was sort of tense as well.

"It seems we finally arrived," Akeno commented, looking uncertainly at the double doors that just opened by themselves. Outside, a new platform expanded forward, similar to the one where they took the train in the Underworld.

Rias Gremory motioned him to follow. So he did, leaving the train. The trio walked in silence before reaching a door at the far end of the platform. It opened by itself from the middle, showing a tiny room inside.

'This must be the elevator Ajuka mentioned we would use. How does it work?'

"Umm… I believe that we haven't addressed an important matter about the Human World," Rias folded her arms, her voice catching his attention. "Humans are not aware of the existence of devils, angels, fallen angels and gods. Not even magic for that matter."

"I am already aware of that," Fierce Deity Link quickly responded. "Ajuka already explained it to me."

Largely residing in the world, humans were the most common species, with the largest population inside this reality. Despite that most humans ignored the existence of magic and the supernatural, they still played an important role in the Devil's ranking system.

Moreover, Oni Link was aware that his presence would most likely cause trouble in the Human World. He could see why Rias was concerned, but he had already foreseen this matter, and had a plan to deal with it. After all, he did just the same when he roamed the lands of Valoran, and even in the Queen's continent where everyone believed he was an 'Elf', and an outlaw.

"If that is the case, then I think it's all good. I'll make sure nobody notices you," Rias smiled, raising a hand. A crimson orb of light appeared, landing over the ground before a magic circle with the Gremory symbol in the center, shone brightly over the ground.

"We are not going to use the elevator, I assume. Anyhow, where are we?" Came the god's inquiry.

She blinked, "Oh, we're currently in the secret level of a train station in Kuoh Town," She motioned her head to the magic circle, where Akeno already stood on. "Let's just say that I have total control over this town, so if would be the best place for you to visit first."

"Ara ara…" Akeno smiled, leaning her head slightly, "I do think that god-sama will enjoy his stay in Kuoh. There's a lot of interesting things to see."

"I'll decide if that is true when I see them," He replied dryly, walking inside the magic circle.

The two females exchanged knowing glances, giggling, The Dark God paid it no mind as he concluded that whatever those two were hiding was most likely irrelevant and useless on his quest of finding the Black Seeder.

The trio disappeared in a show of bright red light.

Part 4

Fierce Deity Link observed a three story building, the last level apparently serving as a clock-tower. The walls were painted with white, while the roof was black. Multiples vines were creeping up from the sides of the structure. Despite the fact that it was well-maintained, it looked old-fashioned. It reminded him of the impressive buildings of the Gremory Territory inside the Underworld.

Noticing his focused stare on the building surrounded by nature, Rias spoke, "This is my main base of operations, where I oversee this town."

"…Are you some sort of governor to Kuoh Town?"

"More or less," She conceded, "Consider it my territory. Devils normally have territories established across the Human World, so we can keep in contact with humans and reincarnate more people to our ranks."

Understandable. If one was to put it simply, the Human World was the storeroom used by devils to increase their servants. While that sounded bad, it was undeniable that Devils depended on humanity to continue existing.

"I assume that is the same for angels and fallen angels," He added, earning a nod from the redhead.

Akeno butted in, "But angels and fallen angels have their own way of gaining more people to their ranks. For example, fallen angels have to tempt pure angels to join them."

'Hmm? I have not read about that in any book yet… How does she know?'

"Anyhow, let's go in," Rias motioned both of them to follow. Akeno gave the Dark God an odd smile before advancing.

Oni Link raised his gaze to the clear blue sky, as blue as Hyrule's own. The air was sort of refreshing, though his lungs could feel impurities within it. He wondered what it was... Was someone burning something?

The green area surrounding the building was what he would consider normal, green and lively, unlike the vegetation of the Underworld. His ears caught the calming sound of birds chirping from the trees. He gazed up, seeing the aforementioned avian creatures flying high in the sky.

It was refreshing, considering that he had become used to the Underworld's ecosystem. This land seemed to be similar to Hyrule, the Queen's continent, and most of the other lands he'd visited, if only by its ecosystem, with the exception of the odd feeling that his lungs felt from the air.

"God-sama?" He looked at the building's entrance, Akeno was waiting for him.

Without saying a word, he moved forward.

o-0-O-0-o

Despite that he apparently was inside the Human World, the interior of the building made him relive his time inside the Gremory Manor due to the similar layout in its decorations.

The only real difference between the two was the wood-paneling this structure's insides were covered with, as the furnishings were made in the exact likeness of those within the Gremory Manor. Venelana Gremory mentioned this style was called 'Victorian', as it came from the 'Victorian Era', a historic period of the Human World where a Queen named Victoria reigned over the United Kingdom, a sovereign state established many years ago.

Apparently, wealthy humans and High class-devils were particularly interested in the fashion and trends of the British culture of that time.

After going up the stairs to the second floor, the Dark God followed the female duo through a corridor. He had to note that everything was so clean that not even a speck of dust could be seen anywhere. Everything looked sort of old, but was absurdly spotless.

Rias and Akeno stopped suddenly in front of a door, a sign with very odd patterns displaying: Occult Research Club. Oni Link had to thank the True Language granted to him by Great Red, allowing him to understand any existing idiom, speak it and of course, read it.

Now that he thought about it, devils also had a similar passive ability called Language, which made people hear them in their most familiar language, and vice versa.

Seriously, such abilities would be of great help on politics. Zelda and her father would most likely appreciate it. While in his world, most people spoke the Hylian language, including the Zoras, Gorons, Gerudo and even those not Hylians, there were still many Kingdoms with new languages that Zelda had to learn for her to be an effective diplomat.

Though she didn't seem to mind, she was after all a bookworm who enjoyed passing her time gaining knowledge, seemingly always lost in her books. Pretty much the reason why the Triforce of Wisdom had chosen her.

'Figures…'

Oni Link blinked, realizing the two devils were already inside the room.


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He promptly entered, surveying his surroundings. As expected, the furniture inside was the same. In the middle, there were two couches with dark-green upholstery with a short table between them where a golden candlestick rested. Rias Gremory sat by the finely-carved wooden desk just in front of both sofas while Akeno simply stood at Rias' side.

"Welcome to the Occult Research Club," The Gremory heiress stated with a smile. "As you already know, we, devils, take care of dealing with troublesome matters such as stray devils, or intruders that could bring harm to the people of our territory. It is from here that I direct my servants into dealing with such matters. We make contracts with humans, and we also do the jobs that our clients ask us."

"Indeed… I hope you have a pleasant time here…" Akeno's smile widened, before she turned towards her King. "Should I bring the others, Buchou?"

"Yes, I think it would be a good idea for him to meet the rest of my peerage," Fixing her hair rather seductively, though Oni Link could tell she didn't do it on purpose, Rias added. "I actually have a servant that comes from another world like you."

'Really?'

"Then I'll bring them here," Akeno affirmed, a magic circle appearing beneath her before she faded with particles of yellow light.

Rias Gremory stood from her sit, staring at him for a couple of seconds. Then she walked to the left side of the room, where a small, curtained-off room was located. The Dark God observed her in silence as she entered through the curtains, her silhouette becoming visible.

It didn't take a genius to notice that she had begun to remove her clothes. Soon, further confirmation arrived as her uniform fell on the ground and out of the curtains. However, the god remained unaffected by the events due to the mask's influence.

The sound of water falling came to his earshot, allowing him to tell that she was taking a shower. It was rather odd to see such configuration for a room, where a bath was located just behind some curtains in a room that was some sort of office. Maybe the girl didn't mind the possibility of someone seeing her nude.

Namely, him, in his current circumstances.

His focus on the curtains was soon drawn to his behind, where the creaking of a door opening echoed. With it, a female voice.

"Buchou! I sensed your prese-"

As he spun around to greet the new presence, his eyes narrowed.

Before him was a girl who still gripped the doorknob after having opened the door with one swing. Said girl sported the uniform Rias Gremory wore, which was the same white-long sleeved button down shirt with vertical linings, with the slight difference of having the black ribbon absent on the collar, opened from the top. The black shoulder cape, the matching button-down corset and the white striped magenta skirt remained the same.

As for her physical traits, the girl was slender, her skin white and eyes purple. Her turquoise hair was pinned into a ponytail with a peculiar hair clip. There was no way Link would forget it, not after the terrifying experience he was subjected to during a certain War Across Ages.

"L-little cute Link?" She stuttered.

'That girl… the white witch…'

As a child, a couple of months after leaving Termina after Majora's destruction, Link found himself going to another world, his second otherworldly adventure in fact after Termina.

The young boy ended up in an alternate dimension of Hyrule, threatened to be destroyed by the Dark Forces brought by the Black Sorceress. Certain events lead many portals to be created to other timelines as her goal was to attack them with the monsters summoned via the Gates of Souls.

However, what the Black Sorceress didn't foresee, was the fact that multiple heroes from those timelines would emerge to put a stop to the monster invasion. He recognized some of them, Darunia and Princess Ruto for example.

During this adventure, Link found out that returning to his child era created two parallel timelines, one where he returned to live his childhood prior to Ganondorf's schemes to get the Triforce, while the other was the world he saved as an adult. Darunia and Ruto, who belonged to the timeline where he defeated Ganon, were surprised to see him as a mere boy despite that he had met both of them as the Hero of Time.

The young boy even fought alongside a grown-up Zelda, and… himself… Yes, there was another Link in that dimension much to his shock. His older self was just as surprised, but considering the dire circumstances, that shock was replaced by determination, as the Heroes from multiple timelines joined the Hyrulean army to fend off the threat to their respective dimensions.

There was even a girl called Linkle, which Link suspected was related to the Hero of that world due to their awfully similar traits. It was thanks to this unexpected adventure, that the young boy realized that no matter the era, there would be always Heroes to defend Hyrule.

But with this adventure, also came really unpleasant memories, caused by none other than the girl in front of him.

Lana, the White Witch.

Even as a kid, he already had plenty of experience due to his adventures as the Hero of Time, which allowed him to notice Lana's infatuation with the Hero, the other Link that wore a blue scarf. During the war, he realized that Lana had somehow accepted the fact that they were not meant to be together, and that was understandable as both Zelda and Link were in love as far as he could see.

Seeing them made him think a lot.

Then the problem came when the White Witch decided to direct her affection to the young boy. Her intentions were not romantic as he was only a child, but she still showed too much affection for a boy she barely knew. Granted, he was the younger version of the Hero, but that didn't mean they were the same person.

Hugs were okay, much more when they came from attractive girls, which actually, Lana was. Even in the body of a boy, his mind was one of a man, but her sickly-sweet behavior with him was too damn annoying for his liking.

Many times the young boy was left breathless after her hug attack.

And that very same girl, not looking any older than from the last time he had seen her, was standing before the Dark God. This was not going to be good as she pretty much knew about him and the mask.

"Why are you…" Lana's voice faded, her gaze going up and down, "You're using…"

His cover as the 'Dark God' was about to be blown away. He had to take immediate measures to avoid that.

Approaching her with swift steps, he grabbed the girl's arm, earning from her a yelp, before both vanished from the Occult Research Club.

Part 5

Turquoise light enveloped an unfurnished room inside the old schoolhouse within Kuoh Academy. Once the light was gone, two persons stood in front of each other, one looking as emotionless as was usual, while the other was completely shocked.

Turquoise crystal walls covered the room's entirety.

Lana, Bishop of Rias Gremory, regarded in utter disbelief the imposing man before her. Despite her knowledge of the truth behind the intimidating presence, she couldn't help herself becoming nervous. Memories of the past began to flash continuously inside her mind.

"W-what is going on?" She managed to ask, "Why are you here? In this world?"

No response came. His piercing gaze remained on her for a whole minute.

"Ehrm…" Lana averted her eyes, a drop of sweat trailing across her cheek. She fidgeted before gaining the courage to speak again, "C-could you please remove the mask? You know it makes you so cold and scary…"

There was no apparent change on the silent god until he raised his hands to the head, pulling out his face with a display of light. The crystal walls surrounding the room became blue once the Fierce Deity Mask was totally removed.


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Honestly, Lana had hoped the cute little boy that helped her and the Hero some time ago would appear once the mighty mask was removed, yet, her eyes widened for the second time today. Instead of the cute boy she had expected to see, before her now stood a man, taller than her, whose eyes were sharp and focused, whose stance conveyed his fierceness.

A man that greatly resembled the Hero of her own world.

"Y-you… you are…" Pointing a finger at the blond man, she stammered, her cheeks flushing red, "L-Link?"

The green-clad man stared at her blankly, his blue eyes shining mystically. The window behind him let the sunlight in, covering his back and thus, in Lana's eyes, a golden glow surrounded Link. It made him all the more intimidating.

Regardless of it, Lana became simply lost in the light of his gaze.

"Yes, Lady Lana, and I bet you already realized I am not the Hero of 'your' Hyrule."

Lana blinked, puzzled. She reflected for few seconds, understanding what he meant with those words.

"By the mask on your hand, I can tell you are that cute little boy, but… why are you so… big?" She bit her lip, resting a hand over her modest medium-sized chest, "I mean, it has been only 3 months since we defeated Ganondorf and restored peace to Hyrule."

"Your Hyrule, lady Lana."

She was startled, if only because of his sharp tone.

"Yes… my Hyrule… and you returned to yours… right?" She inquired.

He nodded. Lana could recall clearly the decisive battle in the fallen Hyrule Castle alongside the many allies from across the ages against Ganondorf's forces. However, Link and Zelda led the forces masterfully, defeating the Evil King and putting an end to the war.

However, the participation of a mighty Dark Warrior was key to their victory.

A young boy that transformed into the Fierce Deity. A little boy that returned to his era after crushing countless enemies during the war. A boy she never meant to see again, and yet, that very same boy stood before her, in a world where she didn't belong, where he didn't belong. And now, he was not a cute boy, but an undeniably handsome man.

Just like the Hero she loved in the past.

"So what is-"

"I shall speak fast as I do not want the others to get suspicious," Link interrupted her, his tone commanding, "First, there is no time to talk about why we are both here, so I will leave that for another time."

"Okay…" She agreed, averting her gaze in embarrassment. Despite that they looked almost the same, with slight differences on the hair, and some clothes, she could feel his willpower by just standing next to him. It made her legs tremble slightly.

Just like with the Chosen Hero of her world.

"Second. I was called here to accomplish a task. The future of this world and every other depends on it. Currently, my search had led me to live with the Gremory Clan…" He stopped briefly, narrowing his gaze. "Are you a devil?"

Lana's purple orbs moved from left to right, her nervousness rising.

Two months after the War of Ages ended, she ventured into the Lost Woods, finding a certain tunnel that led her to discover a new world, this world. She realized then that she had no idea how to return, leading her to try and make the most of her sudden circumstances. Many things happened as she clumsily learned about the laws of the new world she found herself living in. It was hard, and at first, it was painful.

She was a scholar at heart, which made her ignorance of this world become one of the most annoying experiences she ever had to endure.

However, one day, a certain crimson-haired girl came to her and offered her a better life as she apparently acknowledged that Lana had unique abilities. Of course, Lana didn't trust the unknown girl at first, but after learning that she wasn't a normal human, and about the existence of Devils and other races, she actually took her sweet time to reflect a bit.

And so, she decided to give that unknown girl a chance.

She had to thank Rias Gremory for helping her adapt to this new world. Despite the existence of many factions within this reality, certain events made the white witch forget her previous life and become a devil. A new life for her where she would be able to find a new person to love.

So the answer to that question was…

"Yes… I'm a devil…"

Link's gaze sharpened, "I see…" He folded his arms, raising his head a bit, "Third. If you still value my friendship, then you are going to do what I say."

"Eh?" She was startled. This version of Link was far more intimidating than the one she knew, that was certain. She truly felt that she should listen to him though.

"Will you do it?" He pressed.

She was hesitant, and of course she was, considering the weird circumstances these were, but honestly, she had seen worse than this up to this point.

"I… will."

Link nodded, finally letting a smile crawl into his features.

Part 6

"Lana?"

The white witch was greeted by her master, Rias Gremory, when she returned to her club. Inside the room was Akeno, and by her side two persons Lana was accustomed to seeing every day.

One was a handsome blond male that wore a black blazer with white accents, and beneath it, a white-long-sleeved dress shirt with a black ribbon on the collar. The boy also sported matching black pants and brown dress shoes.

Lana knew well it was the uniform for males inside Kuoh Academy.

The other was a petite girl with shoulder-length white hair, although two of her longest bangs went past her shoulders, with other loose bangs hanging over her forehead while the back had a short bob cut. There was a cute black cat-shaped hair clip pinned at both sides of her hair. Unlike other students, she wore the Kuoh uniform for girls without the shoulder cape.

Lana's gaze returned to the redhead, who looked rather nervous.

"Oh, buchou!" She blinked in surprise, "Long time no see! Eh..." The girl bit her lip nervously at Rias' scrutiny, "…What is it…?"

Rias Gremory frowned, folding her arms, and getting suspicious. If there was something that characterized her bishop was her rather optimistic and cheerful nature, and right now, she was far from being the girl Rias was used to seeing.

"It's good to see you okay…" She cleared her throat, "Have… have you seen someone on your way here, Lana?" The Crimson-Haired Ruin Princess asked, sternly gazing at her before shaking her head, "Oh, sorry. How have you been?"

"Buchou?" The blond boy, Kiba Yuuto, who happened to be the Knight of Rias Gremory, stepped up to his King, looking concerned, "Is something happening? You returned to the Human World one week earlier than you informed us."

The petit girl at the boy's side nodded in agreement. She was Toujou Koneko, Rook of Rias Gremory.

The Gremory heiress blinked, and finally smiled.

"…Some circumstances made me come back sooner than planned," She took a seat on one of the sofas, crossing her legs. "I actually came with a guest, one really important to my clan. Maybe you have seen him, Lana. He has white hair and wears a chest armor over a sky blue tunic. He is a Dark God."

"A Dark God?" Kiba gasped in surprise, Koneko looking bewildered.

"Yes… a Dark God…" Rias focused on her bishop again, "Have you seen him, Lana?"

The girl in question blinked, "Eh? Ah… nope! Haven't seen him! I mean, I think I would definitely recognize a Dark God if I saw one, but nope! I haven't!" She giggled nervously.

Rias cocked an eyebrow, looking at her intently for several seconds. The white witch found herself sweating under her inquisitive gaze. Half a minute later, Rias sighed, walking towards the large open window by the wall.

"He is gone… I can't sense him anywhere…" Resting a hand over the frame of the window, she looked outside, a gentle breeze swaying her crimson hair, "I sort of expected it… still, I didn't want to believe he would just leave."

"What do you mean, buchou?" Asked the blond, worried at seeing his savior so depressed. He had never seen her so down in all the time he had been her servant. "Are you talking about the Dark God you mentioned?"

Akeno butted in, "During our stay in the Underworld, we met this Dark God. As he had no memories, the Gremory offered him to remain in the palace until he recovered them," Her voice was uncharacteristically serious, worthy of notice.

Kiba smiled, "As expected of the known hospitality of the Gremory clan."

Indeed, he was well aware of how caring the Gremory family was, as the boy himself had witnessed it. After all, it was Rias Gremory who saved him from death and gave him a purpose. Even if he didn't trust his master at first, or anyone around her for that matter, he eventually came to open up to her, promising that as Rias Gremory's Sword, he would always serve her and her family.

"Ara ara…" Akeno giggled.

Their king turned to them, smiling warmly.

"I wanted him to become part of my peerage," Rias revealed, surprising both Kiba and Koneko. "With him I would be able to defeat my fiancée and end our engagement... but now…"

Lana, who was slightly startled, could only imagine that her complete trust on her servants made Rias reveal just about anything to them. As she considered them her family, it was understandable.

"I thought that reincarnating gods was impossible," Kiba stated, recalling what he had learnt during his life as a devil.

"He came from another world it seems…" Rias sighed, closing her eyes, "Ajuka Beelzebub-sama discovered that he could reincarnate as a devil, so I assumed it was because of that."

"Just like Lana-san?" Kiba glanced at his turquoise-haired sempai. His King responded with a nod, "I see… lately, there are many people coming from other worlds, Buchou. Elric-san is still searching for a way back."

"Does he still refuse to become my servant?"

"Yes, Buchou. He seems to be rather… close-minded…" Kiba admitted, smiling uncertainly.

Lana blinked, a tiny smile crawling into her lips as the image of that short blond came to her mind. An otherworldly traveler such as her and the recently found Hero, the not-so-cute-anymore Link. This boy had made quite an impact in Kuoh Town, causing many problems to Rias Gremory due to his stubbornness and the clear dislike he had displayed to all Devils.

Not to mention his abilities as an Alchemist.

To think that he started hating devils because of a silly misunderstanding. At least, despite that Lana herself was a devil, that boy had become one of her closest friends. It was her that managed to convince him to remain in Kuoh Academy as a student while he learned of this world, also helping him search from time to time in books for any information that could take him back to his respective world.

"Lana? …Lana!"

The white witch jolted in surprise, "Eh!? W-what is it?"

"Stop spacing out, would you?" Rias growled, then sighed, "Sorry, Lana…"

Lana blinked, "A-about what, buchou?"

"I'm feeling sort of moody today. I'm not being my usual self…" Rias held both of Lana's hands, "I should be happy to see all my lovely servants, yet I'm still worried about the Dark God…"

"Don't worry, buchou!" Lana smiled warmly, "Your worries are ours! We're here for you! Like, always!"

Rias looked about to cry, yet she breathed deeply and smiled genuinely.

"Ara ara…" With a hand over her cheeks, Akeno giggled, "Lana-chan always knows how to cheer you up, buchou."

Kiba and Koneko exchanged a glance, nodding at one another in agreement before smiling. No matter if Rias felt sad, angered or worried, Lana had that innate ability to bring a smile to her. They all were glad that she was now part of their life.

"I won't think about it anymore. It was a lost cause since the beginning," She stepped back to the window, the sunlight that entered through it bathed her figure. "Either way, he's gone now. If what he stated is the truth, then I know I'll see him again. By then, I will be stronger. We all will be stronger."

Lana bit her lip, as she was aware of the truth behind that Dark God. It didn't sit her well that she lied to her new friends and comrades, much less to Rias, who welcomed her without a second thought and offered Lana to be part of her family.

The White Witch knew well that she once had the role of watching over the Triforce of Power as one of the twin Guardians of Time, yet, the godly relic itself revealed the existence of many worlds connected to the Lost Woods. She was presented the opportunity to live a new life in a new world. If her love for the Hero was one-sided, then maybe she would find someone else away from the world that belonged to him.

With that in mind, she made an important decision.

Using the Triforce of Power, she reached the inner Lost Woods, entering Dimentia. While it was never planned, she reached this world by accident. Unlike that short-tempered alchemist, she wasn't intending to return, having decided that she would remain the rest of her life at the side of her King.

Now, as bishop of Rias Gremory, Lana would live and fight for her new life, and her new friends.

"We will be stronger, buchou, so we can defeat Riser Phoenix and his Queen!" Lana stated, exchanging glances with Akeno, Kiba and Koneko. "So you won't be sad anymore," Lana said with determination. "I promise!"

Before the white witch could move, Rias enveloped her in a tight hug as she patted her head.

"Thank you. This means a lot to me."

Part 7

Link stood over a thick branch of a plant called the cherry blossom tree, common in the country of Japan, which was notable due to its pink petals and leaves. While he had read about this in particular in the books of the Underworld, he had never seen one until now.

Still inside the perimeter of Kuoh Academy, he gave a look around. The place was rather empty, only people that took care of the cleaning moved around the large field at the back of the academy, and inside the building. Link mused a bit, wondering where he should go.

He looked over his shoulder into the distance, where the old building was located. It seemed that he did it again, leaving without further notice. He had to admit that doing that had become sort of a habit for him, as farewells always brought sadness and words that people never meant to reveal. He had experienced it beforehand when he left the Kokiri Forest for the first time, and multiple times after that.

There was a short selection of people that came as the exception though, namely, Saria, Zelda, Malon, Luxanna, Ahri, Alleyne, Nanael and surprisingly Ruto. It was not nice receiving a scolding on how insensitive he was and how worried his sudden departure had made them. He had enough of that honestly.

Leaving Rias Gremory was for the best though. Removing the Fierce Deity Mask was becoming harder due to the large amount of time he had worn it in the last month. Hiding his true Hylian form was of course his top priority.

Link blinked in sudden realization, pulling his green cap off from his head. From the inside he took out the Gem of Hope. Holding it tight, Link concluded that his best interest right now was finding a place to gather more information, while also avoiding to attract attention at all costs.

Oddly, the gem began to shine when he turned around towards the Occult Research Club building and smirked. It seemed there was something there that would help him reach his current goal.

Actually, someone... he realized.

"The white witch…" He muttered under his breath, snickering.

Part 8


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One day later.

Lana found herself fidgeting again, sitting on a bench in a certain park. At her side was a hooded figure, one that looked terribly intimidating and suspicious. The funny thing about it though was the fact that said unnerving figure thought that dressing like that had been a good idea to hide his true identity.

Needless to say, that figure was none other than Link.

"You know…" Lana began, pressing her hands on her skirt, "I think you're calling much more attention with that hood… It's not like we're in Hyrule anymore. Dressing like that is just plain dumb…"

"I have observed humans since yesterday and they all dress differently than me. I do not believe it would do any good to let people see a guy with pointed ears and a tunic. Also, they are not aware of the existence of magic and the supernatural, so this measure was needed."

Lana rested her elbows on her legs, her chin being supported by her hands.

"Why not get clothes from this world so you can pass unnoticed?"

"What about my ears? They resemble the ears from the creatures called vampires," His voice was grave. He had a good point, she had to concede. "I assume you know about that."

She nodded as she realized that Link must have read a lot to know about vampires.

The girl blinked and turned to him. She couldn't see anything at all under the cloak he wore. Honestly, she sort of wished that she could see his handsome face again when he appeared out of nowhere this morning. Her shopping time was interrupted so at least she wanted to stare at him and study his features closely.

Maybe she was thinking like a creepy stalker… Cia would be proud.

"Yeah… I know… but as you can see, my ears aren't a problem because this is Buchou's territory. People don't seem to mind their shape thanks to her magic,"She explained, smiling. "I assume this works for you as well."

There was silence. Then, Link removed his hood, revealing his blond hair, not hidden under his cap as usual, and tied into a small ponytail. His blue eyes gazed at her with what she could tell was uncertainty. Unlike the Hero Lana knew from her world, he used a small earring on his left ear.

"If you say so…" He looked forward, observing the passing people, some of them glancing at them with curiosity, others warily.

"They're actually looking at us because of that shady robe you're wearing," Lana noted, scratching her cheek. "Why don't you remove it?"

Link continued to stare at the front, musing about her suggestion, "Should I?" He reflected a bit more, few seconds passing before he stood up, gripping the cloak and removing it with a swing of his arm, the piece of clothing flying until it landed a meter away from their bench.

There it was again, the warrior clad in green, with that odd hat on his other hand, looking as stoic as ever. She stared at him before he turned at her.

"I need your help."

She blinked, shook her head, and focused. It wouldn't do any good to keep acting like a hopeless teen in front of him. Much less when he carried such a serious expression on his face.

"S-sure… what do you need from me?"

Link opened his mouth before some gasps erupted behind him. He quickly spun around to see a trio of school girls, staring at him with hopeful eyes. They approached him, taking out their cellphones. Lana smiled in amusement.

"That's some super cosplay!"

"Yeah! You look sooooo cool! What are you? A forest warrior? A medieval one at that?"

Link frowned.

"…"

Whatever was on his mind, Lana guessed this was going to be a rather interesting event to see unfold. She took the cell phone Rias gave her as a gift, having already learned how to use it and prepared herself.

"Can we take picture with you!?" The taller of them asked, "I've never seen personally a cosplay as detailed as yours! I mean, the tunic and the ears look legit! Even the boots!"

Link scratched his head before putting his hat on and nodded. The trio let out a gasp of pleasure at his response and got closer to him. Two of them hugged him from both sides, the last one stood before him and raised a hand, making a V with her fingers while using the other hand holding her cellphone to take the picture.

They grinned and Link only stared blankly the whole time.

"H-hold up! Can I also take you four a picture?" Lana asked hopefully. They nodded quickly, "Yeah! Continue posing then!"

The trio continued to pose, while the blond man could only go along with it. Lana took the picture, a genuine smile spreading from side to side. That photo was gold in her book, and she would always conserve it, she had decided.

With that done, the trio began to check their phones, sharing the photo they had taken of the blond boy. Link observed them dumbfounded until they bowed to him.

"Thanks! / It's so cool! / I'll post in Galax!" They said at once and sprinted away.

Link cocked an eyebrow, watching them leave as the white witch approached him.

"What is a cosplay? They did not become suspicious of my outfit despite that it differs greatly from the custom clothes that humans wear in this world."

Lana deadpanned, "Well… cosplay is some sort of performance art, common in Japan, where people wear costumes and accessories to represent characters from all sorts of media. Such as video games, books, TV shows, manga and anime."

The blonde cocked an eyebrow, looking thoughtful. She wondered if he was familiar with those terms. It wouldn't be a surprise if he wasn't honestly, considering that he had only been in this world for one month, give or take, or such he claimed.

Truth be told, it was hard to tell if this young man was telling the truth. Even if he looked like the Hero she knew, even if he was once that cute little boy, she felt something different about him now. Something dark, and she wondered if it was because of the mask.

"TV shows are shown on this technological artifact called Television, I assume. I saw Millicas Gremory using the television to apparently play something using a control of sorts. He called it a video game, which was based on a TV show with non-real persons."

Lana nodded, "Exactly. And Manga is basically a hand-drawn book, full of images, while Anime is an animation made by a computer." Link stared at her blankly, "You know, that device that can be used to perform a variety of operations. Haven't you seen one?"

"No," He answered.

"It's similar to a cellphone but on a bigger scale… Like this?" She raised her cellphone to his face. The young man nodded, "And finally, video games are electronic games that involve interaction with some sort of system, in order to generate a visual feedback via a video device."

Link scratched his head, "I honestly have no idea what you are talking about, so I shall investigate about that myself later on."

"Sure, do so. There is a lot of information you can get using the internet," Lana suggested, but Link seemed to frown again. "Oh, you don't know what that is either…"

"Anyhow," Link sat again. "Tell me… how did you get to this world? Why have you become a devil?"

With those two inquiries thrown at her, Lana concluded that simple answers would work just fine. It would be a bore to just tell him everything with details.

"I wanted to live my life without having to remain as a guardian. I used the Triforce of Power to reach the Lost Woods, and arrived to his world by accident,She elaborated, "Then I met Rias and she helped me adapt to this world. Eventually I decided to become part of her peerage, because she is such a good person! I just want to help her in any way I can! So all my abilities are at her disposal."

Every word spoken was the truth, even if she exaggerated a bit despite that they both knew each other for only nine months. She trusted Rias Gremory completely, and Lana knew that her King felt the same. Maybe abandoning her mission as watcher of the Triforce of Power back in her world was selfish, but she truly wanted to have a chance to live her life to her fullest.

In this world, Lana felt she could do so.

"I see," The blond young man scrutinized her in silence.

o-0-O-0-o

Sometimes, people were born to accomplish a task, such was their fate, and it was unchangeable. They lived to accomplish it, they existed for it, and that may have been the case with the white witch, Lana.

Even if he was a child during that time, Link had come to see that this girl strived to accomplish her mission, ignoring all her own needs and wishes in the process. Such was her destiny as one of the Guardians of Time.

However, he could admit that trying to break free from the destined path that she was forced to walk on was understandable. Much more now that she revealed to him that she wanted to live and experience many things without her destiny getting in the way.

While Link was chosen to be the Hero to stop the Evil King in the past, he had broken the chains of Fate and made a way for his own. He lived his life as he so desired to.

And Lana wanted to do the same, alongside Rias Gremory it seemed.

"Lady Lana, where can I get information about the human world?" He inquired, resting his back on the bench, "My equipment has been scattered. I need to learn as much as I can of the Human society so I can decide where to go and what to do."

"But… haven't you lived in the Gremory Manor for more than a month!?" The girl stated, incredulity adorning her face, "I clearly recall they have one of the biggest libraries I have seen in my entire life. Haven't you searched there?"

Link smirked, "You would be surprised to know how much I have learnt already. However, I still lack knowledge about the customs of… humans."

"If you want, I could teach you all I know… I've been living here for quite a while now," She offered, her voice rather low but still audible enough.

"I would certainly appreciate it, lady Lana."

"Just call me Lana!" She pouted, softly punching his arm.

The young warrior scratched his cheek. There was no denying that the turquoise-haired girl had good intentions with him, not to mention the cuteness she seemed to display involuntarily. It honestly made Link want to pick on her for some reason.

"As you command, lady Lana," He grinned, a mocking tone coating his voice.

"Are you making fun of me? If you were a kid I would…" She came to a stop, noticing his startled expression.

"You would…?" He narrowed his gaze, his arm stretched over the back of the bench, his body leaning to her, "What?"

Her purple eyes darted from side to side, her face becoming as red as a tomato. She leant back, gripping the side of the bench. It was clear that she still harbored feelings for the Hero of her world, and she was now reflecting them on him.

Considering their almost identical appearance, it was conceivable. And now, even if Link didn't like using that to his advantage, he had to do so, if only for now. He retreated, sighing and stood up, glancing at her over his shoulder.

"I will trust you Lana, so please, help me accomplish my task."

She stared at him for several seconds, lost in her thoughts. Link was patient enough to give her time to react, ignoring the fact that she looked at him like a starving child.

"Yes! Yes!" Lana nodded frenetically, "Your trust will be rewarded! I'll do anything at my disposal to help you!"

"…Even if helping me would mean to go against the Gremory Heiress?"

She was stunned by that question, becoming silent. He wondered how close Lana was to that girl, and what could have possible caused it. She looked doubtful, and that meant something worthy of consideration.

Does becoming part of a Devil's peerage break people's will?

Despite having already learnt that most reincarnated devils were loyal to their masters, hearing the multiple testimonies from the servants of the Gremory Clan, and even those from Riser Phoenix's peerage, he concluded that maybe, Devils had some kind of ability to charm humans.

Or maybe he was just overthinking it.

Still, caution should always be the prime form of interaction or approach with any unknown quantity, and he wasn't about to throw a compass overboard because the ocean was calm.

Link knew that quite well.

"It depends…" She giggled nervously, her gaze avoiding his, "Why would you go against Rias? She's a nice person! She helps people and would never hurt anyone…"

"That you say, as someone that is part of her peerage," His expression turned neutral, "That statement is biased as far as I see. If there is something that I have learnt during my travels is that you cannot be wary enough."

"But you have lived with them!" Lana argued, her hands gripping her skirt, "They were nice to you, right? They gave you a place to stay, they received you without asking you anything in return. They treated you like family!"

He looked at her inquisitively, "They did, I will not deny it. However, they welcomed a dark god, not me. Do you not think that they did because that dark god is powerful? Because he could become a powerful ally of the Gremory if they gained his favor."

"Of course not! They only did because you feigned to have lost your memories! I mean, the dark god feigned…" She somehow looked hurt, "From my standpoint, I only see you as the baddie here… who only used them and lied to them."

Link stared at her. It was quite puzzling that she would react like this, despite having been one of the closest persons to the Hero of her world, despite that she was previously dedicated to her task as a Guardian of Time, she had truly abandoned the thought of returning to her previous life.

She was being selfish, but that wasn't necessarily bad.

"You seem to have forgotten that Lady Gremory wanted to make the Fierce Deity her servant," He said with a severe expression. "In my book, that is interest, not kindness."

"But she only wanted to do it because-"

"Why should I believe anything you say about her?" He cut her off, "Your loyalty clearly stands with the Gremory Clan, so it would be normal if you were to speak on behalf of their best interests."

Lana widened her eyes in realization, "That's…"

"Hear me well… Lana," With one knee resting on the ground, looking up at her as she still remained seated on the bench, Link spoke, "I respect your decision, I respect your close relationship with the Gremory Heiress, but I have a mission to accomplish, and I will do it no matter where it takes me."

She bit her lower lip, unable to meet his piercing gaze. Fidgeting, she shyly raised her head, purple orbs finally crashing with the blue ones of the young man.

"Why are you assuming that your task will put you against Rias? You dislike devils, don't you?"

Link smiled weakly, wondering what he felt about them, but the truth was that he didn't feel anything at all for their kind, due to wearing the Fierce Deity Mask during all his interactions with them. They were pretty much another group of people that he would save if needed, but nothing more than that.

However, one fact lingered. The magic Devils used was of dark nature, such as the powers of the mask in his possession.

'Absolute power corrupts, and it attracts those corruptible. Always that damn old story.'

Link was totally sure that nothing ever good came from obtaining that sort of power, he'd seen many examples such as Majora's Mask, or the Ascended Magus of an ancient civilization he faced on another world.

So he wouldn't trust Devils so easily, as the Hero of Time had experienced himself what dark powers could cause in people. The Fierce Deity Mask always tried to corrupt him whenever he wore it for long periods of time, and he knew that someday it would be his undoing.

Though, people say that nothing is ever what it looks like.

Maybe the laws of nature were different in this world, but unless he was proven wrong, Link wasn't about to trust anyone that used them. No one from this reality, at least… for the time being.

There were exceptions to this rule honestly. Such was a certain Demon Hunter, a Super Soldier and a SS-Class Rebel, as they held dark powers they controlled as Link did with the Fierce Deity mask.

"I do not trust them… but that does not mean they are my enemies. I will make that call when the time comes… For now, I only need to adapt and learn. So after these words of mine, I ask again. Will you help me? I understand if you refuse."

"I…" Lana looked nervous, doubtful, her eyes darting uncontrollably as she made the respective inner deliberations, "I…"

"I may have been too blunt, Lana, but I need to know that I can trust you," Finally, a soft expression painted his face, "If you are sincere today, what does it matter if you regret it tomorrow? Just tell me what you feel right now."

"…I…" Lana lowered her gaze.

Link only waited and hoped for the best.

Part 9

"I have learnt my lesson… I know nothing…"

Part 10

One Year later.

Vatican City State.

St. Peter's Basilica, being one of the largest churches in the world, not to mention the most renowned work of Renaissance architecture, was the papal enclave within the city of Rome, and the main base of operations of the Roman Catholic Church.

Inside a rather big hall with picturesque architecture was a long table for meetings, namely, for the Papal Consistory, a formal meeting of the College of Cardinals called by the supreme Pontiff of Rome, considered as one of the world's most powerful humans because of his diplomatic and cultural influence.

However, the Pope was absent, currently resting in the Apostolic Palace after an exhausting meeting with the believers in St. Peter's Square. However, the current meeting held in the Dome of St. Peter still had gathered quite the illustrious members of the Catholic Church. To begin with, there was an archangel among the people around the large table.

Michael, one of the Four Great Seraphs of Heaven.

The divine being was a handsome-looking man, who had blond long hair and green eyes. He wore a red robe with multiple designs, such as a yellow cross at the lower half of the clothing. A golden armor covered his shoulders, chest and back, which also displayed odd designs. Finally, a large cape of pastel color fell from the golden armor.

Said divine being looked at the gathered people around the table, scrutinizing them one by one. From time to time, Michael reunited several members of the Church to discuss many points of interest and inform them of the current tasks that Heaven had determined to be accomplished. Of course, some of these tasks required the skills of a certain kind of Members of the Church.

Exorcists.

People that was tasked with killing Devils, Fallen Angels, Vampires and Demonic Creatures that could potentially bring harm to Humans. This group within the Church's ranks consisted of priests and nuns, extensively trained from a young age in order to gain abilities that greatly surpassed that of normal humans.

Michael's gaze fell first on a sleeping man, one that was known as the Strongest Exorcist due to his might and the fact that he was the holder of a Longinus. Interestingly enough, the man with blond hair and green eyes dressed as a priest called Dulio Gesualdo, was sleeping peacefully over the table's surface, not caring that the meeting was about to start.

At the side of Dulio was Vasco Strada, a 2-meter 87-year old man with white hair and wrinkles on his face due to his age. Despite his age, the old man was extremely muscular. He also wore priest vestments.

"I believe it would be wise for us to start," Said Vasco, ruffling his beard. "Dulio isn't going to wake any time soon and the Green Exorcist has yet to appear."

"I agree," Ewald Cristaldi, cardinal deacon of the Church, nodded. The middle-aged man with black hair dressed in vestments leaned back, resting his body on the comfy chair. "I assume his last task may have been too much for him to handle."

"Hmm?" A humming sound came from a woman, who wore a black sister attire. Ewald stared at the lovely woman, Griselda Quarta, considered to be one of the top five female exorcists of the Church, "Does my memory fail me? I recall that you sent him to find and bring that accursed book by himself from Transylvania. A task that should have been given to a group of veteran exorcists."

Michael observed with interest at the tense atmosphere brewing over the table. Griselda merely looked at Ewald, smiling coldly, which actually caused him to frown. The black-haired man sighed, resting his arms over the table's surface as he gazed at her.

"I don't like what you're implying…" His fingers intertwined under his chin, "He had managed to meet in person the The Lady Of The Lake, who granted him the lost Ring of Dispel that previously belonged to Sir Lancelot. Not to mention that he also possesses the Soul Blade Amulet. If he can't accomplish this mission with those two relics on his power, then I'm afraid that having him as an exorcist would be a hindrance to the Church."

"It seems to me that you don't trust him… am I correct?"

"Of course I don't," Ewald admitted. "Even if he gained the favor of both Archangel Gabriel and the Norse Gods, he is still an unknown to us. He has to prove himself."

"He has been doing that since he was brought by Dulio," Griselda shot back, resting a hand over her chest. "Mr. Shidou stated clearly that he was a force of good. It is because of him that Irina, Xenovia and Miakis are alive."

"That is the truth, Cardinal Cristaldi," Vasco commented, earning his attention. "Even Lord Odin favors him. He prevented the death of countless Asgardians in the 9 World War and secured our alliance with the Norse Gods."

The middle aged-man sighed wearily. He never meant to treat the newcomer so harshly, but the Church had been dealing with so many stray exorcists lately that he had to make sure that this young man truly meant to help the Church and be a servant of God. He was aware that this unknown warrior was quite the fighter, and that meant that he was dangerous. Having him dealing with difficult tasks was the way to know if his goodwill with the Church was to be trusted. So far, it seemed that he was sincere.

So as a last test to his perseverance in joining the Catholic Church, he had sent him to retrieve the Voynich Manuscript, a book that held terrible spells of black magic nature. Having recently discovered its location, the Church's intelligence department found out that the manuscript was held by a sect that resided in Transylvania.

Needless to say, that sect, called Rising Slumber, was feared, even by devils and angels. It seemed that a fallen angel was leading the demonic sect, according to the Church's scouts. While most people would have renounced the Church for being assigned such missions, this young man had accepted and dealt with every task given without showing the slightest sign of hesitation.

"Anyhow, let us proceed," Another cardinal, a bald man that wore a silver robe called Cesare Baldisseri, spoke, nodding at the silent Archangel as if to ask him to begin.

"Wait…" Michael raised a hand. Everyone blinked, gazing at him with curiosity. He had sensed someone coming closer, a heroic aura approaching their location. With eyes closed he revealed, "He is finally here."

Suddenly, the double doors within the meeting room were opened, every soul inside gazing at the sound of wood creaking as a blond young man clad in green stepped inside, each step echoing.

Link, Exorcist of the Catholic Church.

Part 11


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There were times where Link questioned his own perception, his understanding of new cultures and societies he encountered across the years. Even in other Kingdoms such Labrinna and Holodrum, or in otherworldly ones such as Gainos, Demacia, Freljord and Ionia.

However, they all shared one similarity, and such was the goal of progressing as civilizations. It could be said the same for the Human World of this reality, where devils, angels and fallen angels resided, even if normal humans were ignorant to it. The Underworld and Asgard could be included in the list as far as he could tell, yet there was something that left Link with a bad taste after one whole year of exploring and adventuring.

The human factor was corrupt.

While many would consider such thinking as illogical, Link had realized that everything in this human world revolved around money, political power, the development of massive destruction weapons, and the search for love and sex.

Despite having technology that was far more advanced, and people that were more civilized in every aspect, Link couldn't bring himself to call this progress. People only lived to work instead of working to live. Money could buy happiness, love and even a family. Religion and faith was used to take advantage of those naive. Animals were hunted and killed indiscriminately, bringing many species towards extinction. An innumerable amount of money was used to support sports, such as the one called football, which wasn't bad, but considering the extreme poverty on so many countries around the world, it was simply inhumane to keep focusing such amounts of money on simple entertainment rather than helping those in need.

Resources were harvested excessively, and such caused conflicts in many countries. Political interests trampled the rights of people, sometimes even their right to live. Humans depended too much on technology, to the point that it had become a lifestyle. Technology was even being developed to replace humans. Not to mention the increasing number of criminals around the world.

Hyrule and all the previous worlds he had visited held their fair share of flaws, but they were nothing compared to all Link had seen on a certain type of program that announced the news of the world.

Link only needed 8 hours of seeing the multiple news outlets of many countries to understand the mess that enveloped the world in many sectors. There were exceptions of course, but those weren't enough for him to accept this world as an entirely good one.

In all, Link was disappointed, and the worst was the fact that he was still far from accomplishing his task so he could return to where he belonged. Link was not a man to lose his aim, though, as he continued to search for any clues about the so called Black Seeder.

That search led him to meet a man that cataloged himself as the Tempest of Heaven, an exorcist called Dulio Gesualdo, who was part of the Roman Catholic Church, an organization led by the angels. The natural enemies of both Devils and fallen angels.

Dulio, as a lover of all types of cuisine, had traveled to China to discover the intriguing flavors that Chinese food offered, or so he stated. However, when he met Link and discovered his rather unique abilities due to a certain event that involved the curse of the Great Wall of China, the exorcist offered for him to join the Church as they could use someone with his abilities.

The fact that this unknown young man exuded a holy aura, not to mention that he also possessed the Ring of Dispel, pretty much told Dulio that he was special. The Exorcist was truly impressed though when he discovered that Link had been rescuing hundreds of boys and girls from many child trafficking organizations, leaving them with the authorities, and then simply disappearing without leaving a trace.

The unknown blond guy was courageous, and Dulio knew he would benefit the greater good if he was to join the forces of God. Thankfully, he stumbled upon him again by mere accident, and used this chance to persuade him. To Dulio's pleasant surprise, the young man showed interest in his proposal.

Since then, Link was taught the ways of the Exorcist, the goals of the Church and the will of God. He had to admit that the Catholic religion was interesting, but as many other religions, it held its flaws, such as its dark past, which Link had studied closely.

Even so, the former Hero of Time concluded that as a member of the Catholic Church, he would gain access to many libraries spread across the Vatican, which held records about the story of the Great War and the God of the Bible.

And so he found himself now in front of the room where part of the most powerful exorcists were gathered, as was usual.

"So, you're finally back…"

o-0-O-0-o

A golden chandelier that hung from the ceiling illuminated the meeting room where several exorcists were assembled.

Link, who wore his trademark green tunic, closed the door behind him before turning to his fellow comrades. They scrutinized him in silence as the blonde made his way towards an empty chair around the long table.

That done, he rested his arms over the wooden surface, hands intertwined, gaze focused on the bald cardinal, who spoke after giving him a look of acknowledgement.

"Now that the Apostle Peter Unit is reunited, let us begin," Cesare stated, opening a book in his hands. "I have here all your reports from the last month with the exception…" His gaze moved from the book to the green-clad man, "Of your report, Sir Link."

The young man in question opened his gloved hand, a ball of light shining as a piece of paper appeared, falling gently on his palm. A second later, the piece of paper shone green before it was teleported to the hand of the cardinal.

Cesare gave a quick read to it, "I assume that you delivered the Voynich Manuscript to our treasury, yes?" His question was responded with a nod of Link's head, "Good. I knew you would be able to accomplish this task."

"We all knew," Came a comment from Griselda Quarta, giving a knowing look to Ewald Cristaldi. "With one exception, of course."

Link observed the woman dressed as a sister as she continued to smile coldly at the middle-aged man. Said man only sighed and regarded Link with a serious expression.

"Sir Link, I believe it is time for me to address the matter regarding your sudden association with our holy church," Ewald stood from the chair, folding his arms. Silence reigned as every soul present tensed in anticipation. To their mild surprise, he started laughing, "Hahaha! You did manage to get hold of the accursed manuscript despite it being heavily guarded by one of the most dangerous cults in Europe."

Such an outburst was unexpected, considering that Ewald Cristaldi was known as a serious and composed individual. Diligent in his previous role as an exorcist, now as cardinal deacon, Ewald had managed to keep the Church's forces in their best conditions. Many young students found in him the guidance to become the best warriors that now stood on the front lines of the Catholic Church. Such was Dulio Gesualdo, once his student, and now the strongest exorcist.

"I expected as much, honestly" Michael suddenly spoke. "It's not for nothing that he is regarded so highly by my sister. Link had been chosen by her to become her champion," The Archangel gazed at him, giving Link a knowing smile. "Though it seems that you've been avoiding her… am I right?"

The young warrior averted his gaze, scratching his cheek nervously.

"Oh my!" Griselda gasped, as if realizing the meaning behind the archangel's words. "Could it be that Link is afraid of the most beautiful woman in Heaven?"

Everyone let out a hearty laugh, while Link sighed wearily.

"Anyhow, with that manuscript locked in the vaults of the Church and Rising Slumber disbanded, our sentries should be able to explore the territories beyond Romania without having to deal with those cultists," Link cocked an eyebrow at hearing the bald man, "Yes, I know that the cult was… utterly destroyed by you."

The blond warrior sighed, finally his voice echoing across the room, "How did you…"

Cesare Baldisseri continued his words, smiling with amusement, "…know? Do you really think that I was going to wait for the report to arrive?" Raising a hand as a white dove landed on it, he added, "My reliable pigeons always keep me updated, have you forgotten?"

Typical. Despite that Link had joined the Church and had completed many tasks given to him, it was not enough, he was still being observed by their sentries after all. The young hylian expected as much, considering that he was still a newcomer.

Honestly speaking, it was Michael and Dulio's doing that Link was allowed into these meetings despite the opposition the archangel received from the cardinals. He concluded that it may have been Gabriel's intervention that caused it as she bluntly stated that she didn't want Link to be an Exorcist, but her personal guard.

Most likely, yeah. Gabriel was too kind… too damn kind for Link's liking.

"Hmmm?" Suddenly, the voice of Dulio was finally heard, everyone turning at him, "So what's the point of this reunion? I can only think that you have something important to inform us of, cardinal?"

Cesare scrutinized the blonde, green-eyed man, frowning at his ever easygoing attitude, "Sir Gesualdo, are you in a hurry?"

"Yes," He responded bluntly. "You do know that I…" He stopped briefly, snickering as his eyes glanced to both sides, complicity edged on them, "…Still have plenty of cuisine to discover… right?"

Link knew well what Dulio meant by saying 'cuisine to discover'.

The bald man scoffed, "I do know that." After that, he sighed, "Let's get to the point of this meeting then. He turned towards the archangel, "If our Highness would be so kind…"

Michael smiled, and nodded, "Of course my good friend." He rose from his seat, "As you should know by now, we have been dealing with many stray exorcists for the past month. They have been siding with fallen angels to gain power."

"For what purpose exactly, my holiness?" Asked Griselda.

"As Heaven no longer favors them, the excommunicated exorcists are searching for new sources of power so they can continue fulfilling their own twisted desires," Michael dropped his gaze, looking troubled. "Once tempted by power, humans can become far worse than monsters. It's really worrisome."

Link was not surprised, he had witnessed himself people becoming corrupt due to their hunger for power. And even for those that actually manage to obtain it, power defiled the very sense of morality within them.

The Majora's Mask itself was the proof, and such was also the Fierce Deity Mask.

"In any case," The Archangel continued, giving some steps around the table. "The stray exorcists must be dealt with. Five Apostles will remain in the Vatican while the rest will be sent to hunt down the renegades. If it's possible, take them into custody."

Link listened carefully, observing the ever calm features of the Archangel. He could see the sadness on Michael eyes despite his kind expression. It was understandable if one was to consider that those they had to hunt now were their companions before becoming renegade.

And now that Link thought about it, it had only been about a couple of weeks since he was signed to one of the twelve strongest teams within the Church's ranks, called 'the Apostles.' Each Apostle was called after the disciples of Jesus of Nazareth, the son of the Biblical god.

Link's apostle was Peter.

"I won't kill," Dulio stated, his tone severe, unusually so, contrasting his lazy personality. "I'll just capture them… It shouldn't be too difficult."

Link could agree with him.

Ewald scoffed, tapping the table's surface. "Each one of you will receive your targets and their suspected locations shortly. We gave these stray exorcists their knowledge and weapons. It's about time we get that back for neglecting the teachings of god."

Everyone nodded their heads.

Part 12

Link opened a wooden door, which, by the way, was masterfully crafted. He was currently in the Holy Headquarters located in Castel Gandolfo, a town located 15 miles southeast of Rome in the Lazio region, which he was currently living in.

Having joined as one of the twelve apostles, Link was granted his own room within the Headquarters. The accommodations were great, and while the young Hylian appreciated it, he sort of felt they were unnecessary.

His room was large, containing a traditional type of bed, which displayed a timeworn visual, similar to the Victorian style of Vatican City. There was a dresser at the left, and to the right, a glass door that led to the balcony, from which the sunlight illuminated the room.

The floor was carpeted, the walls were covered with fine clay plaster, colored white. Red curtains covered the glass window, and the white ceiling was adorned with draws related to the Church. There was a long red sofa, with two short ones accompanying it by the corner, with a short table between them.

The murals that once adorned the walls had been removed by Link himself and stored in the closet. In their replacement, Link hung his own arsenal, or at least, the few weapons he had found so far.

Stepping in front of the ebony-colored weapon rack, the blonde warrior observed the few weapons at his disposal. The Hylian Shield was hanging on the upper left of the rack, shining brightly with the intruding sunlight. At its side was the Longshot, the improved grapple device he obtained in the Water Temple.

The Hero's Bow, a large Quiver and the Bomb Bag were also attached to the weapon rack. Finally, a gift from the Archangel Gabriel herself shone brightly in the middle of the weapon rack, a Holy Sword in fact, a weapon infused with Holy power.

Its name was the Sword Of Attila, also known as the Sword of Mars or Sword of God. Belonging to a historical character, Attila the Hun, who happened to be the ruler of the Huns, a confederation of warrior bands that were vanquished from existence in year 454, this particular sword was said to hold imaginable holy power, even compared to the other Holy Swords such as Durandal. After he earned the trust of the ridiculously kind Archangel, she granted him the Sword of Attila, stating that he would be able to do a great good with it for the world.

He hasn't used it since she gave it to him. He had his fair share of reasons.

Ignoring the brilliance the holy sword exuded, Link proceeded to sit on the bed, noticing a light coming from a mirror with an odd design. Looking at the object resting over the surface of the tiny table at the side of the bed, he managed to notice the red gem shining on top of it.

That meant one thing, and Link had to sigh at the implications of such an event.

Raising a finger, the young Hylian touched the red gem of the small mirror. Upon contact, the glass became white, no longer reflecting light. Instead, an image appeared, showing the face of a pretty girl.

"Lady Rossweisse…" Link muttered under his breath.

Silver, long straight hair, blue eyes and a pout greeted him. As far as Link could see, the girl wore the usual set of a Valkyrie armor. Considering the background, he guessed she was in her own bedroom.

"Link!" Rossweisse, who was also called the Valkyrie who never had a boyfriend, puffed her cheeks in a rather cute manner. Yeah, he had to admit she was really pretty, "You are such a mean person! I've been trying to contact you for two weeks now!"

The blonde cocked an eyebrow, putting a hand under his chin as if thoughtful. That surely made Rossweisse angrier as her face became red. Despite that she was usually composed and serious, she acted very childish with him. It was a pain in the butt.

"You're so mean, Link…" She said softly, her pout deepening, "I gave you the mirror so we could keep in contact, yet you…"

He stared at her blankly, unmoved.

After certain incidents during the Nine World War, Link had come to make many acquaintances among the people he had met. One of them was of course, Rossweisse, current bodyguard of the Norse god Odin.

"I have been rather… busy."

The pout became a frown, the silver-haired girl folding her arms. "…That's all you have to say?" She growled, looking irritated. Link could already imagine what she was about to tell him now, "I told you that I would take you back to the Human World, yet you decided to just disappear on us." She raised a hand where a familiar note was gripped, "You think this is enough? We wanted to give you our thanks for helping us…"

Link smiled, "I do not think that is necessary, Lady Rossweisse. We prevented the death of your people, and that is reward enough for me."

"Don't call me lady… makes me feel old…" The Norse Valkyrie growled, "I told you so many times already…" Her frown was gone when she shook her head, finally a smile adorning her face, "So… what are you up to, Link?"

"Church business, the usual," Was his response.

She made a humming sound as she tilted her head, "Stray devils?"

"Stray exorcists apparently."

"I see…" She looked thoughtful, "I think you should know that Asgard is nearing its complete restoration. It's so refreshing seeing everybody working together to rebuild our home. My Lord Odin said that we would be…"

Link grabbed the Kokiri Sword that was behind the magical mirror, and used a thin fabric to polish its sharp edge, carefully. As he did, the young Hylian focused his attention again on the mirror. Rossweisse stared at him blankly.

"You weren't listening, were you?" The Valkyrie asked, glaring at him, and he could only scratch his cheek, his silent admission clear. "That was plain rude. One needs to pay attention when people talk to you."

He had to raise an eyebrow at her scolding, so similar to the ones from Zelda. Link had to admit that many times he had made the Princess of Hyrule mad for petty reasons, and such caused him to be scolded by her. The Valkyrie pretty much sounded like the royal princess right now.

"I do know that," He smiled, giving her a cocky expression. "Thank you for the reminder though," She blinked, her cheeks gaining a soft tint of red. "It's good to know everything is going well for Asgard, but I recall God Odin said the mirror's usage was restricted to only the business that interested the Catholic Church and Asgard. Do you have something to inform us?"

"No…" She averted her gaze, a nervous smile emerging. "I just wanted to say hi…"

Link looked at her neutrally and sighed. Rossweisse began to fidget.

"Hi then…" Nodding, Link observed the Kokiri Sword, "And farewell." She looked as if she wanted to speak, yet the Hyrule-born continued, "Send my regards to God Odin, Thor and the Valhalla Alliance."

Rossweisse dropped her shoulders at that, "…I will. It was good to see you again, Link."

"Likewise," He smirked. "Godspeed."

And with that, he pressed the red gem of the mirror, the glass reflecting light, his own image appearing once again.

"Maybe I was a bit too cutting…" Muttering to himself, he stood up and sheathed the Kokiri Sword in a knife pocket that hung on the weapon rack. With that done, he adjusted the knife holder by the belt across his waist. "Maybe not."

Link sighed. He had yet to find any of his magical pouches, forcing him to take only the gear he would need for the time being. And such was the Hylian Shield and the Hero's Bow, which were adjusted over his back and arm respectively, and the Longshot. He finally glanced at a little blue box at the side of the magical mirror.

Inside were two very valuable objects: The Ring of Dispel and the Soul Blade Amulet. Link decided to only grab the ring, inserting his right index finger on it, thus the object remained beneath his gauntlet.

He could feel a small magical barrier covering his entire body, shining blue around his whole body before it faded. The Ring had already done its work. Link smiled and retrieved the document resting on the furniture by the entrance door.

He gave it a quick read.

Criminals: Captured or eliminated.

- Solomon Bertello: Last seen: France, Toulouse.

- Freed Sellzen: Last seen: Japan, Unknown.

- Antonio Rosales: Last seen: Spain, Valencia.

The otherworldly traveler put a thoughtful hand under his chin. Seconds passed, his inner deliberations coming to an end.

'I suppose that I will leave Freed Sellzen for last.'

Link folded up the document into a tiny square and stored it inside one of the pockets of his belt. That done, he walked towards the door, however, his pace was halted when the door was knocked upon. Link stared briefly and grabbed the doorknob, opening the door, only to reveal a new presence.

Before him was a young woman, with chin-length blue hair. Apparently, it was a trend in this world to dye locks of hair of one's choosing in a different color as she displayed a green fringe on the right side of her hair. Her eyes were a dark yellow, piercing and at the same time calm.

It was hard to explain.

Despite her strong aura, the girl, which Link knew as Xenovia Quarta, had a slender figure due to her low weight, maybe 55 kg give or take. She wasn't particularly tall; nor short, but just about average height.

Link's gaze moved down to contemplate her clothes. As usual, she sported the church battle suit, consisting of a black skin-tight, short sleeved unitard with pauldrons, matching fingerless gloves that extended to her biceps and thigh-high boots, adorned with straps.

Finally, a silver crucifix hung around her neck.

"Link, I was assigned to give you assistance in the hunt of the stray exorcists," She informed, her tone calm. "Are you ready to depart?"

He deadpanned and walked out of the room, closing the door. Then he looked at both sides of the corridor in case anyone else was around. To his relief, only Xenovia was here.

"Don't take this as an offence, Lady Xenovia, but I would prefer going by myself. I am used to working alone," He began to walk away, but steps echoed at his side, signaling him that someone was deaf.

"I understand, but my orders still stand. I'll be your partner during this quest." He turned around, looking mildly irritated. Xenovia was known in the Headquarters for her resoluteness and dedication to the Church, always putting her missions on top priority before anything else. Dry and cold towards her enemies, she apparently would give her life should it be necessary for the sake of her task and the Catholic Church.

It was admirable for some part, but Link could see that while she was a faithful member of the Church, Xenovia's beliefs were somewhat flexible unlike those of other members. She respected other religions and cultures, proven when she supported the idea of creating an alliance with the Gods of Norse Mythology.

"Anyone else coming?" He inquired, already dreading the answer.

"Not yet, but Miakis and Irina were volunteering to come as far as I know," She responded quietly. "Kagura is still in Germany, so she will probably receive her targets when she returns."

He nodded, "Where is your equipment?" And then asked.

"It's in the lobby." Xenovia replied.

Link nodded and focused on the road before him. Both remained silent the rest of the walk.

Part 13

"Already leaving? You know we still have one day of relaxation before parting to find our targets, right?"

Link noticed Dulio Gesualdo, who was by a fountain just outside the Holy Headquarters. The large garden was simply beautiful, and the fountain resembled a man with a beard, who wore a robe. Water fell from the statues hands, creating a mystical sight.

The hylian adjusted his cap and treaded across the yard, followed by Xenovia, who now wore over her battle suit a white hooded cloak adorned with gold and blue embroideries. She also carried her weapon of choice, hidden beneath white fabric.

The midday light felt hot on their skin.

"You know me…" Was all Link said, while smirking.

"I honestly think I don't," Dulio chuckled. "You barely speak about yourself… or barely speak for that matter."

Pointing that out was unnecessary, Link concluded, but it seemed that Xenovia agreed as she was nodding. 'The nerve of that girl…' Link raised an eyebrow in disbelief, after all, this cheeky girl was pretty much like him. Not that it mattered anyway.

"Good day, Lord Gesualdo," Xenovia greeted him, ignoring the blank expression of the green-clad warrior. "By any chance have you seen Irina and Miakis?"

"Oh, I think they have been assigned to Angel Anarchy's team."

Link frowned.

'That sweet-maniac…'

"Pardon my bluntness Lord Gesualdo, but how is she still an angel? She clearly stated that she was kicked out from the heaven she came from," Xenovia asked sharply. "Shouldn't Angel Anarchy be a fallen angel?"

Dulio put on a thoughtful expression, rarely seen on his persona. Link folded his arms, also interested in the answer.

"That is hard to explain," Dulio glanced at Link briefly before continuing. "You see, she is an angel from another heaven. Remember Miakis?" Xenovia nodded, Link narrowed his gaze, "When Irina brought that girl, Miakis said that she came from another world, totally different than ours."

"I… do recall that."

Dulio continued to elaborate, "Archangel Michael has no recollection of Angel Anarchy at all, yet he stated that she was a full-fledged angel. If she is still one despite that she was kicked out from her heaven, then I can only assume that God hasn't abandoned her yet. Besides, maybe the rules from her own heaven differ from the one we know."

Makes sense, Link had to admit. He, who was an unknown body to this reality had modified the rules of the evil pieces, ignoring the laws of this world. It would be possible that people from other realities wouldn't totally abide by their set of rules.

"I wish those two luck," Link stated, turning around, "That angel is truly troublesome."

"Yeah… I'm more worried about Miakis than Erina though…" The blue-haired exorcist muttered, "There's something about that angel that seems fishy."

Dulio put both hands on his hip, kindly looking at Xenovia, "Maybe it is the way she fights? But I'm completely sure that she is good. I have encountered myself angels with eccentric personalities as well, so don't put too much thought into it."

"Farewell, Dulio," Link gazed at him over his shoulder before moving forward.

"Wait…" Link stopped on his tracks, the man spoke seriously, "How are you feeling…" Dulio got no response so he added, "You're practically seventeen again, so maybe that curse wasn't that bad. Still, are you sure that Sun Wukong removed it completely? For my part, I'm good."

Link looked at him again over his shoulder, "He did, though I'm not sure if becoming a bit younger is good…"

Xenovia frowned, "What are you two talking about?"

Dulio chuckled, and spoke to Link again, "Well I do not mind being three years younger despite that we will live three years less! We were lucky that Chinese curse didn't turn us to kids. The Scorpion Demon's plan was rather cunning, I must say."

Link could agree with him, but only about the part of that Chinese demon being cunning. However, the curse that befell upon both Link and Dulio that was meant to take their years of life out of them, ultimately failed thanks to the intervention of the wielder of the True Longinus, Cao Cao.

Link had been careless in that occasion, the demon had managed to revive part of the army buried beneath the Great Wall of China, an army that belonged to the Chinese Dragon King, using her own life and part of theirs. Both were lucky that Sun Wukong arrived in time to remove the curse that continued to steal their very life.

Three years were stolen from Link, and he came to the conclusion that he was seventeen again due to the younger form of his body. His muscles weren't as worked out as they were before, and his blonde hair was a bit shorter, though he could still pin it down in a ponytail. He didn't even want to think about how he would explain to Zelda and Malon that he was younger than them, when he returned to Hyrule.

"In any case, I'm fine, as you apparently are."

Dulio smiled at Link's words before facing a confused Xenovia, "Don't worry my girl. That is only a matter of the past. "

She reluctantly nodded her head to the strongest exorcist, "We will be on our way then, Lord Gesualdo. Godspeed."

"Likewise, little Xenovia, likewise," He patted her head, "Please, look after Link. It seems that he is always plotting something. His eyes tell me that much, and whatever that is, be sure to stand by his side when he finally decides to act. I'm definitely sure it will be something worth witnessing."

Xenovia was left thoughtful as the blonde exorcist that wore a robe, walked inside the Victorian-styled building, chuckling as he scratched the back of his neck.

The girl turned around and quickened her pace to catch up with her partner.

Dulio suddenly shouted, "Don't forget to bring a souvenir and the best dishes!"


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Xenovia, already at the blonde's side, turned around, resting her weapon on the ground while Link cocked an eyebrow, arms crossed. There it was again, that obsession with food.

"We will…" She said, "If we can…"

Part 14

Link folded his arms, musing a bit. Xenovia was seated in front of him inside a family restaurant in the city of Toulouse. Getting to the country called France had been rather easy thanks to the collaboration and influence of the Roman Catholic Church. Not to mention the Arcs that connected each one of the greater churches within Europe, America and certain countries of Asia and Africa.

*Munch* *Munch*

Link blinked, observing Xenovia.

"This is so good, whatever it was called!" Said the bluehead, using a fork to take a piece of juicy ground beef to her mouth. "It's… so delicious…"

"It's called Hachis Parmentier," Link informed as he read the menu list. "You chose it yourself, how come you forgot its name?"

Xenovia barely registered his voice as she dug into her food again. Link snickered, putting the menu list aside over the table and looked down at his own plate. His dish was called 'Magret de Canard', which was fried duck breast, called Magret in French, accompanied with sliced fried potatoes, chopped parsley and fried garlic on top.

It looked delicious, and upon taking a mouthful of duck to his mouth, he found out it was as delicious as it looked. He tasted the potatoes, and they were amazing as well. After swallowing, he couldn't help himself grinning happily.

If there was something Link considered good about this world it was without any doubt the food variety that existed in each country he had visited. It was amazing the large selection of dishes each culture offered, based on the products each country produced. Of course, it was Dulio who had showed him what he called, the culinary world.

Cooks were well paid for their creativity and good seasoning. Link approved.

He was so impressed when Dulio took him to taste many dishes in China, he started to investigate about the cuisine from this world. He was not disappointed, in fact, Link came to the conclusion that Gastronomy, as it was called here, was one of the best things of this world.

"Link…" He blinked upon hearing his name.

"Hm?"

She looked serious. Maybe she was going to reveal something worth of interest for their mission. Link assumed a likewise expression.

"Can I take a bite of your food?"

Link almost fell from his chair at that. A couple of seconds later he sighed and pushed his plate. Xenovia quickly grabbed his fork and poked a portion of duck, taking it to her mouth.

"So good…" Her gaze moved to the ceiling, "Thank you God for this dinner."

"You should have used your own fork," He commented, deadpanning.

As he grew up in the Hyrule Castle, the nobles, the King and Zelda herself had taught him lessons of etiquette, not only when speaking, but also when dining. Link learnt how to use the cutlery so masterfully that Zelda brought him to dine with her and other nobles during important meetings in the castle. One important rule was to never use the cutlery of another person, which Xenovia just did. She was raised in the church, and for that reason she lacked common knowledge on the life of a normal person.

"Oh, sorry," The female exorcist put a hand on her mouth. "This is what they call the indirect kiss, isn't it?" She scratched her cheeks nervously, a soft tint of red on them. "I never meant it that way…"

Link cocked an eyebrow. He would have never thought that. The silence that followed was uncomfortable, so he changed the subject.

"We are being observed."

Xenovia blinked and looked around, noticing the multiple stares from the people on other tables. They muttered about them, and she wondered why. Her doubt though would be immediately cleared by her companion.

"It must be probably the cloak you are wearing," Link pointed out.

He didn't have to worry about his outfit as most people thought he was cosplaying, even in this country. Also, only those aware of the supernatural could see his ears' true shape, and despite the first problems his ears caused when Dulio brought him to the church, Link had managed to explain that he came from a world where such were common.

Of course, no one believed him, with the exception of Dulio Gesualdo, and the Archangels Michael and Gabriel. In the end, the presence of a girl called Miakis helped his argument become more believable as she also came from another reality.

Maybe the Cardinal Ewald Cristaldi didn't trust him for that reason, who could know? He certainly didn't and he wasn't really interested in earning their approval. At least Griselda has shown to be very kind to him and thoughtful.

"Well, it doesn't really matter what other people think of us, we're not breaking any law as far as I know. Besides, it's not their business what other people choose to wear."

Her argument was valid.

"If we call too much attention, our target may elude us," Link explained his own point. "Will you risk the mission for such a trivial thing, Xenovia?"

She sighed, "You're correct, Link."

"In any case," He stood up. "Finish the rest of my food while I'll use the bathroom. Then we shall go meet with our informant."

She nodded as Link turned around, spotting a green door by the left.

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Link stood in front of the sink, a white bulb on the ceiling illuminating the bathroom. As he looked at the mirror, he noticed something peculiar in the reflection. It was like, at his side, reality was being twisted somehow.

He turned his head to see cracks spreading over nothing. A form was made soon by these white cracks, it resembled a square. Opening as it was a mouth, a massive golden eye could be seen inside. It was familiar to Link.

"Great Red," The hylian muttered in surprise.

"Kid, it's good to see you alive," His powerful voice echoed from the gap. "I didn't expect less from you."

Link spun around and leaned his hip on the sink, folding his arms and looking rather disgusted.

"Why the sudden visit?" The blond young man asked sharply.

"Listen carefully, punk. Something interesting has occurred," The mighty voice said.

The former Hero of Time assumed a serious expression. Whatever was happening, he had to be ready, "What is it?" He asked, folding his arms.

"The Death Piece has been created."

Link blinked in surprise.

"Death piece…?"

"Exactly, kid. Sona Sitri holds it. She made a pact with the son of Death, her eight pawns were transformed into the Death Piece, and she used it to seal the contract with him. The Devil Society had put her in observation, such as they did with the Fierce Deity while you stayed in the Gremory Manor."

Link was at a loss for words. Whatever this meant, he could only assume that it must have something that was related to him as the Great Red itself had come to inform him of this unexpected event.

"Why does this concern me? I barely know Lady Sitri," Link inquired sternly, "Is it related to the Black Seeder?"

"Who knows, punk?" The grave voice chuckled, the mirror's glass cracking. "Maybe you should find out yourself… hehehe…"

Link had to sigh.

"Also, someone has entered the dimensional gap," The draconian eye was moved from the tiny space within the floating cracks. "You probably know who this is."

Link's gaze widened the instant he looked at the person staring at him in shock. Now he knew for sure that things were about to get interesting, and really… really troublesome.

A smile spread across his lips regardless.


The plot is advancing, and soon we will reach the canon events. Rest assured that it will be good, like... fucking good.

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