Ten years later
Steel slid against steel with an audible 'shing' a few of my black hairs flying in the wind as I dodged to the left too slowly. I cursed as I proceeded with my attack, red flames coating my blade as I slashed at my opponent. He chortled, his black hair dancing at the force conjured as he sent me sprawling in the dirt.
Advanced Swordfighting Levelled up!
Advanced Katana Weilding Level up!
"You've done well my boy, for a novice," He congratulated me as I pushed myself upwards before landing softly on my feet. "Excellent form, no longer just backtracking, usage of magic is all exceptional. Still," He said as he dusted his black coat. "You fight as if you have one hand. I don't know how you got this habit, but we'll have to break it out of you before I'm satisfied."
I stared at him, my eyes gazing into his yellow as my magical tendril retrieved my blade. I grabbed it by the hilt and stared at the ruined sword. Father hummed. "A need for a good blade eh, Rizen?" I nodded, my hands filled with Pheonix fire as I watched the remnants of the blade drip from my fingers. "It was a fine blade too," I mourned, the steel wrapping and cooling around my free finger for merely a second before my phoenix fire melted it. I stood up, my father's hand clasping my back consolingly. "you'll get a new one, the actual best money can buy," He boasted as he steered me away from the training grounds.
"You said that last time, Father," I uttered and he coughed.
"Nay, I said the actual best money can buy," He proclaimed before his head met his hand. "Now I'm going to say I'm an idiot," I looked at him and grinned. "Next time, say the actual best Phenex money can buy," His head, tilted as if confused. "I said that last week,"
My palm smacked against my forehead. "Well shit, we're running out of ideas," He chuckled, his hand smashing against a fiery ball. "We are, aren't we? Now, how's my little fireball?"
"Hot!" uttered the fireball. "Hot and ready to kick your ass!" His eye twitched as he flung it in the direction we just left. "Why, I'll show you!" I guffawed, watching as my new father collided with my brother in a fiery explosion. I smiled as they rough-housed, flames cancelling flames, kicks landing on elbows and air as father flung Raiser into the dirt. Suddenly, cold hands gripped my shoulders in a vice-like fashion.
"The clan has been growing in number, hasn't it Ruval?" Came the slow tone of an old, decrepit voice I came to dislike. I looked up to see hair, yellow like the sun with eyes an old, dull blue made themselves known, a younger, more youthful visage of my father staring at me. "Yes, it has grandfather." Ruval answered, arms behind him as he towered over me. "More Phenex clan members means more prestige, so I believe it is a good thing," The old bird hummed, his eyes focused on the fight. "Yes, most Houses haven't even made an heir." He chuckled, slow and terrifying it was that I stared at him. His bull blue eyes glanced at my own and his lips curled. "Venelena Gremory has started her first trimester, no?"
"She has finished her trimesters, Esteemed Elder," Ruval answered. "And that was five years ago. She birthed a girl, Rias Gremory. Most think her heiress would bring their house to ruins as she is more interested in human anime romcom shit than actual politicking," Grandfather chuckled once more before he turned to me with a gleam in his eye. "Zeoticus promised us a female of my choice years ago. His daughter will do. Rizen would make a good Marriage proposal, no?" He whispered " Mid-Ultimate Devil at age ten. Quite a feat," Ruval coughed, and grandfather turned to him questioningly.
"I think she should go to me, as I am the heir and proficient in Phenex tears and our techniques," Ruval murmured, and I sort of agreed with him, the only problem was she was five. And he was thirty-something. Grandfather laughed, and it would've sounded genuine to anyone outside the house, but to us, it was ridiculed in a kind manner. "Like Icarus, you grasp for the sun," He tittered before his voice sharpened. "Careful Ruval, for you grasp for something above your reach and you will fail. The Gremory is unfortunately similar to humans in the age bracket sense. If we offer you, you who has a wife already it would be seen as an insult. One does not insult a Pillar House, especially one with connections to the Great Devil faction. Or did you forget, who's Venelena's brother?"
Ruval bowed his head, ashamed. "I-"
"Your greed for power and prestige blinds you to the darkness that can creep into your potential actions. One must think of all possibilities before diving into action Ruval," Grandfather admonished before he turned towards me. "Rizen, get dressed, it's time to sell you like the cow I got from that boy Jack, without a bottle of water and a lick of effort," I nodded, observing his and my brother's stats
Reiner Phenex
Rank A
Title: Elder Phenex, Crafty One,
Race: Devil (High Ultimate Class)
Currency:
HP: 70,000/70,000 (Regen: 5HP per second)
MP: 100,000/100,000 (Regen: 10 MP every 5 minutes)
Stats
STR: 9,000
SPD: 9,000
STA: 9,000
END: 500
DEX: 1000
CHAR: A+(40,000)
About: As one of the few survivors of The Great war, descended from a demon, Reiner is known to be quite crafty and ruthless on the battlefield, and political minefield. He is known for making deals that caused many Houses to be ruined and is celebrated as one of the warriors that saved the devil race. It is rumoured that he, alongside the great king, may be the last two devils that can utilise their demon Heritage. Old age and lack of fighting have dulled his stats.
Secret: He has built himself another Phenex Nest and intends to train them to take over the Devil Faction.
Secret: He despises the Heir of his house Ruval for his lack of desire and he is jealous and proud of his grandson Rizen for achieving Ultimate Class at age ten.
Secret: He intends to teach his new nest how to utilise their Demon form.
Ruval Phenex
Level 100
Title: Heir to the Phenex Clan, Reporter, Commentator, The Noblest of Nobles
Race: Devil ( High Class)
HP: 40,000/40,000(regen: 5HP per second)
MP: 100,000/100,000( regen: 10 MP every 10minutes)
Stats
STR: 980
SPD: 9000
STA: 9840
END: 500
DEX: 1000
CHAR: A+ (20,000)
About: Ruval is a brother to two siblings. He is known as a reporter as he documents and comments on Rating Games. He is known to be one of the kindest Nobles to meet on the street. He seeks Serafall Leviathan's Hand in marriage and wishes one of his brothers to take the role of Heir from him.
Secret: He has a child with a low-class devil that is not in his peerage. He is scared of the potential outcry and damage to his attempts for Serafall's hand. He intends to silence them, tonight.
Secret: He holds a King Piece in his drawer, and intends to use it to kill his grandfather and father, to force Serafall to marry him.
Secret: He found the Tomb of the first Phenex, and intends to drink her blood.
I walked away from the two..monsters in Devil clothing. One planning on killing his son, the other planning on taking on the entire devil Faction. Both seem powerful, but they tell me I'm in the Ultimate Devil class, like my grandfather. Am I as strong as they are? How do I compare to them? Game, show me my status.
Name: Rizen Phenex
HP: 100,000/100,000 (regen: 5HP per second)
MP:100,000/100,000 (Regen: 1 MP every 5 minutes)
CHAP: 50,000/50,000 (Regen: 1 CHA per hour)
Note: As this Chakra is not from this universe, and a devil's body is not suited for chakra usage, it will take more time to regenerate than any other points
Rank: A (Level 200)
Currency:418,000 Chaos Jewels
Clan Currency: 1,200,400 gold coins (Inheritance)
Title: Prodigy(Equipped) Crystal User(unequipped) Beast slayer (unequipped) Zombie Slayer (unequipped) Untouchable (Unequipepd)
Race: Devil (High Ultimate Class)
Stats
STR: A++ (100,000)
SPD: A++ (100,000)
STA: A++ (100,000)
END: A++ (100,000)
DEX: A++ (100,000)
CHAR: B (10,000)
Stat points: 10
Gacha coins: 5
So…I can beat them both. Interesting…
Quest!
The hardest of all Objectives, usually the riskiest, and all the more awarding. The potential for death in quests is usually high, and most times it takes years to finish a quest. Quests can be refused, but at serious risk to the world.
Quest! Pull an Uchiha Itachi!
Uchiha Itachi was a shinobi of the hidden leaf that loved his brother so much, he slaughtered an entire clan for him, his clan. Like you, he was considered a prodigy. The best of the best. Now, you must follow in his dark path.
Objectives: Kill everyone in the rivalling Phenex Nest.
Objective: Kill the Mother of Ruval Phenex's child.
Mission: Save Ruval's child from Ruval.
Mission: Alert the Four Satans without revealing yourself
Rewards: 2,000 EXP for any Rival Phenex member killed, Brother Bond, 5,000 EXP for the death of Ruval's lover, True Sharingan unlocked, Title Phenex Killer gained, Title Assassin gained, Governing Area gained.
+100,000 EXP Gained.
Duration: 8 hours 34 minutes 33 seconds.
Do you accept?
Yes/No
All that EXP, and finally, I'll unlock the Sharingan. I mused as I entered my chambers, the maids in the room gathering my red and gold suit as I stripped. But I was going in blind. I had no idea the strength of anyone in that Nest, nor did I have an idea of where the child was. Eight hours to kill a clan that heals as fast as you can damage them. Sounds alright, the Game shows me their health anyways. I click yes and I snapped my fingers, and at once, the maids all departed. "How to kill a Phenex…how to find a Phenex…" I whispered as I looked at myself in the mirror, my blue eyes gaining a gold ring to them as I activated a few of my Gamer Abilities.
Magic Eyes Activated!
Magic Eyes Level 300
Allows you to see magic and understand its usage and spells. Like a Sharingan, for magic and no fancy future sight.
Magic Sense Activated!
Magic Sense Level 300
Allows you to sense the magic/mystery of all things around you in a three-hundred-mile radius.
Such useful abilities…I could sense Father and Raiser still duking it out, their magic exploding with emotions. Mother was intertwined with the new servant…not surprising, Grandfather was sitting contently in his solace and brother was…leaving the compound. Unhurriedly, I opened my window, the tasteless wind whipping in my face as I watched my brother stroll out of the compound.
I watched him, his blond hair whipping in the wind as he walked through the gate and I leapt out, the winds pushing my hair upwards and screaming as I rapidly descended to the floor, I rolled my shoulders, my flaming wings stretching outwards to slow my descent for merely a moment. My feet touched the earth and I willed my wings to be hidden. I jogged, my senses telling me that my brother was merely a few meters from me.
Let the hunt begin, brother.
He took off in an explosion of flames, his fiery wings, roaring behind him as they carried him in the air. I chased after him, my pace easily keeping up with his flapping before I too leapt, my wings silently coming from my back as I trailed after him by a few fifty metres. Not enough to make him notice me, but not enough for me to lose him. Quite ingenious, if I say so myself.
He landed near a ruined shack, separated from the rest of the run-down village. I landed on a burnt tree and observed a woman come out, a toddler in her arm as she embraced her lover.
Name: Calisse Dantalion
Level 21
HP: 3,000/3,000
MP: 1050/1050
Title: The Hidden Daughter, The Powermom.
Race: Devil (Low Class)
Stats
STR: 105
SPD: 105
STA: 105
END: 500
DEX: 105
CHAR: A (20,000)
About: Celisse Dantalion is the last surviving Dantalion, of the House of Dantalion. She was hidden by her father and his peerage, all of who perished during the Civil War. She was left in the Phenex lands, unknowing of her heritage. She fell inlove with Ruval and bore his child, whom she named Russell.
Secret: She is the main administrator of the North Western side of the Phenex Territory, Clarion.
I didn't bother to listen to the soap opera. He explained to her what was gonna happen, she started to cry, his hands coated into the fire, shadow tendrils restrained him as she flew away… he chased after her. Nice.
I exploded upwards after them, watching as she dodged multiple fire torrents and fireballs before she lashed out with a poison whip. It caught Ruval in the chest and he coughed as he fell to the earth. She watched as he fell, her black wings twisting and whirring and I lunged towards her back. She spun, her eyes wide as I buried my hand through her chest. I smiled as I took the baby from her hands. "Die now," I told her as my flames exploded from her back. She cried out, as she fell to her death.
I landed with a single flap, watching as she coughed and coughed, her hand weakly reaching for the child, her mouth running with blood. I stepped forward, holding the babe from the sides and her bloodied fingers touched it before it slumped to the floor. I turned the child around and watched as it slept contently, its mother's blood on its cheeks.
"Aren't you a heavy sleeper," I mused as my hand caressed underneath its cheek, the Phenex sigil appearing beneath us. In a flash, I was in my room, babe in hand. I gently rested it on my bed, before I began to dress for this ball. My hair was a mess, but that was my charm. My hand was cleaned off my gory adventure and as I exited my room, I tugged on the hem of my shirt. I signalled, and a maid stepped forward.
"There's someone of vital importance in my room," I whispered as I leaned into her, groping her breasts as my father does. She shivers and bites back a moan and I gripped it tighter. "Make sure they are properly accommodated," She bows, as I leave, her body shaking as she breathily whispers "Yes milord,"
It's good to be me.
The family, including a worried-looking Ruval, were on the ground floor, with a man with too many muscles, one arm flexing to some maids whilst the other held a light-appearing axe. Growth spurt better not fail me. Father was not amused, but Raiser had stars in his eyes. Lucky sod, he must be thinking.
Grandfather coughed, and I raised my eyebrow at the open vie for attention from him. "Pawn, we are ready to depart," The pawn tilted his head as he stared at Grandfather, whose lips were slowly rising. "Alright," He huffed, as he stamped his foot, the sigil of the Gremory's appeared on the ground.
A red flash later, we were right in a ball, women dressed in robes that showed their curvaceous bodices, men chuckled as they sipped on their wine. A particular woman, her hair blonde and massive tatas bouncing caught my attention, before my head was abruptly turned. My mother's eyes bored into my own, and she hummed. "Go over there, before I burn your collection," She instructed, pointing to a group of children and hurriedly, I followed, not without taking a lasting glance at that woman.
My hands stuffed in my pockets, I made my way to go into that child's crowd, but my eyes flighty as they are, flittered over to a girl, and I stared, into her watery violet eyes.
Name: Sona Sitri
Level 500
HP: 25,000/25,000
MP:50,000/50,000
Title: The Leviathan's Sister
Race: Devil (Low High Class)
STR: 2,500
SPD: 2,500
STA: 2,500
END: 2,500
DEX: 2,500
CHAR: A+ (25,000)
About: Sona is the Heir of House Sitri, but she is constantly ridiculed by her housemates for being the least talented in the House. She is shy and uneasy and wants to get back to her sister.
Secret: She poo'ed in one of her cousin's beds today and she doesn't know which one.
I raised my eyebrow as I walked towards her. Her eyes caught mine and the urge to squish her cheeks was strong-
"Well met, Miss…" I trailed off as I bowed, my eyes never leaving hers, my hand outstretched. She took it, and I kissed her glove, inwardly smiling as her cheeks flared up.
"Sona, S-s0na Sitri," She managed and I rose, and began the dance of devils(i.e, small talk and politics) and noticed that our eyes never quite left each other.
First I lost track of time, talking to her. Then, I lost control of my thoughts. It was like having no control over your actions, having no control over what you do. First, we were talking, then we were chasing each other, then, we were dancing.
Her hair, tied in a neat bun, was loosened and spun in the wind as she twirled before me, our hands intertwined. I had nearly a second to think of my actions before our eyes met each other, and I lost myself in her gaze. We stepped back and bowed. My hand reached for hers but she sprinted away, her hands in her face. I watched as she ran full tilt into the redhead girl, who looked at me fiercely. Slowly, my hand fell to the side, amidst the murmurs. I watched as my brother got into a screaming match with her, and the redhead, my eyes only on her raven hair before I was grabbed by the arm.
Grandfather's furious eyes bored into another redhead's as he pulled me towards his back. "I thought better of you once, Zoeticus," He started. "I was to bestow upon you a great honour today, yet you've shamed me, spat on my kindness, and I will not tolerate such," Flames emitted from his yellow robes as he pointed to the child. "Your daughter shall marry my grandson, Raiser Phenex as per the contract signed by you, many years ago. 'A Gremory daughter and a Phenex son shall unite in matrimony," He threw the scroll to the floor, where Zeoticus picked it up, his frown deepening as he read the contents. "You will honour this agreement, or I will ruin you," Zoeticus looked up, at grandfather and threw the parchment down.
"You are welcomed, to try," He utters and Grandfather snarls, the Phenex crest lighting up before us. "Before the Night ends, The House of Gremory will be nothing!" He roars, a torrent of fire exploding upwards. I covered my eyes and jumped as the heat died down, crashing into something soft.
I glanced at the back of my grandfather before I followed him.
Been doing a lot of this lately,
Skill Gained! Sneaking Level 5
Sneaking Level 5 (65.59%)
The Ability to move unnoticed by your target. Works 75% better if your target is weaker than yours. The chances of being noticed are raised by 75% if your target is stronger.
It was a dark corridor, with every side having a glass cube with a person in it, all clothed in black with the Phenex Sigil on their pectorals. Their eyes were closed, and I continued with my stalking, into a room filled with Devils and a female with the Phenex crest on her chest, who struggled in her chains as Grandfather entered. A muffled scream escaped her lips as one Devil stabbed her with some green liquid.
His arms intertwined behind his back as he sat on a chair, nearing an exit. "Why is this one awake? The nest is not due to be awakened for a few more hours," Grandfather said as one devil bowed before him.
"That's what we're trying to find out sir," He replied as he handed Grandfather a parchment. "There are three hundred more Phenex Soldiers incoming sir. That brings the army up to four-hundred and twenty-two, excluding this one," He nodded, his eyes on the parchment before he questioned the subservient devil again. "Do they know of pain?"
He shook his head. "They don't sir, well except that one," He hummed," Bring my blades so I may Dispose of her," He commanded sharply. "I do not need weaklings in my nest," One of them petted off to the side, a sigil appearing before him before he held a sheathed katana and an English longsword in his grip. He knelt and presented the sheathed blades, to which grandfather hummed and unsheathed the longsword, giving it a few tested swings before he slowly walked towards the struggling Phenex.
I moved, my speed making me unnoticeable as I unsheathed the katana and stabbed the devil. All spun as he gurgled, collapsing to his knees as I severed his head from his shoulders.
Magical sigils appeared in the air as Grandfather sputtered. "Grandson?! How did you come here? What are you doing here?"
Magical Eyes Activated!
Spell learnt! Heart-stopper
Spell learnt! Ice Lance,
Spell learnt! Acceleration!
Spell learn! Time dilation!
I lowered the blade to the floor, my hand running through my hair before I looked at him. "My mission," I replied curtly before I moved, the katana digging into a devil's head, his sigil fading out as my hand pierced his ally's chest.
You've killed! +400 EXP
Title gained: Killer.
I pushed the body off my hand and snarled, a torrent of flames bursting from my hand.
-50 MP!
They jumped back, but grandfather simply waved his blade and it disappeared. I spun, narrowly dodging the ice lance, my foot raising and smashing into my would-be stabber. He cried out as his face and the wall met. I dodged left as grandfather launched himself at me, and as I turned towards him, spat out a fireball, to which he sliced with his blade, the fiery ball dissipating into wisps of smoke.
-25MP!
"Do you honestly think you can beat me?" He drawled as he slashed at me, to which I responded by grabbing one of his members and kicking away from the longsword, to the katana. With a wet shlunk, I freed it from its corpse and declared. "Yes, I have the high ground!" Our blades met in a shower of sparks, before I withheld all my strength, one hand on his chest. As he forced me to kneel he laughed, one hand behind his back as he mocked me, his blades nearly touching my neck. "What high ground do you have now?"1
A torrent of fire erupted from his back and he gasped as he fell backwards. His longsword clattered to the floor as his katana separated his head from his shoulders. The ingenious high ground, decrepit bastard. My blade whipped out once more and screams followed.
You've killed a member of your house!
Title gained: Kinslayer
+300EXP
You've killed! +400 EXP
I picked up the longsword and observed it.
Prodótis
Longsword
Rank: A
Created in lava mixed with the blood of a Pheonix and the poisons of Samuel, The Hydra, The King of Serpents and enchanted to cut into all things this blade was made by Phenex himself to pierce Metatron's armour and kill him. Unfortunately, Raquel Phenex used it to kill his father, its creator. Ever since it has been used for the slaughter of Phenexs.
Wut. Sharply, I looked over to the Katana
Trennen
Katana
Rank: A
A blade of Marriage, this katana once was. It was given to a Phenex by a Japanese swordsmith. It was made and given to him in hope that he will sever his ties to his family and marry her, which he did. It was a ceremonial blade until the God Susanoo used it to sever that Phenex's neck from his shoulders for trespassing into his domain. The blade embodies the concept of Severing.
Warning! You have 3 hours 19 minutes 33 seconds to complete your Quest.
I turned to the woman, who stared at the carnage laid before her, Trennen rising into the air. She turned, her eyes widening as Trennen came down. I'm sorry, but…
You're my Mission.
A/N
Oh lol just rereading this and realised the MC killed like ...women and not enough noticeable men. Writing's iffy I know but aye I'm sick with something and writing so be grateful.
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