A Gamer's rise in Marvel

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Chapter 26: Desert War Part 2

The next day

Puente Antigue

Jeanne Dark.

"Well then miss Penning. Everything seems to be in order. I'm looking forward to working with you." the young nurse says in front of me. The somewhat plump woman who introduced herself as Gwen has been relatively welcoming, and I truly do appreciate it. I also appreciate the fact that she was some Thick Milf Material. Sure, Marvel has its Milfs, but most are fit and athletic, so this isn't a sight you see often. Best chances for this type are probably Venelana Gremory and Yasaka. Damn, those women are great, but I'm not touching Japan for a while. The number of servants there alone will be the death of me. That's not including the various factions that have made their home there.

Good thing America is mostly devoid of such figures. I admit that I only really watched the anime for any Type-moon Properties and never really saw any American servants. Closest I could get are the South American Servants like Quetzalcoatl, and she was technically a goddess…or god actually. Either way, this is the land of the free and I am free as I can be!

I'm brought out of my thoughts by an annoyed Gwen tapping me on the shoulder. quickly prompting to follow her again

The hospital wasn't that big and had a rather small amount of staff walking through its halls. Most would rather move away than towards this place, so it makes sense that they'd appreciate a trained nurse arriving here.

Or at least that's what I should be, I faked all my certificates after all, and the crux of my medical knowledge is based on Media and my healing ability. Both won't do me any good here. I have considered eating a nurse or a doctor and yank those skills away, but I don't want to waste the one remaining devour I have right now. I'd rather wait till something, or more specifically someone, better comes along.

As Gwen leads me through the hospital to familiarise me with its various sections, we also begin to make small talk. I talk about my sister, the journalist, and myself as well. I didn't really make that large of a backstory, but my Manipulation skill is more than up to the task.

Gwen herself isn't that special. She moved here with her husband nearly five years ago and has been working as a nurse while he runs a small law firm across town. They also have an 8-year-old daughter who is currently in elementary school.

Happy and ideal, one could call her life.

I would kill myself out of sheer boredom. Sure, I might have been fine with such a life in my old world, but here? In this Marvel amalgamation? Hell, I would have strived for greatness even without Powers or the gamer System.

As we walked through the sterilized halls, I also began ignoring her further talks of her darling daughter and all that crap. I'm only staying here for 3 weeks or so. After Thor is here, I'm ditching and letting SHIELD handle any witnesses.

Giving her a look once more but using my mystic eyes this time, I'm once again reminded of how normal she ac-

Staring down and through her scrubs, I see something rather interesting. Hello, you cute little Buttplug. Next to it, is an active egg vibrator that is lodged within her absolutely dripping folds.

Damn Gwen, I didn't think you had it in you.

Considering my life will be quite boring now, I see no harm in using her personal life as entertainment.

Gwen Brocton LV 13

Strength=12

Vitality=22

Dexterity=20

Wisdom= 32

Intelligence= 41

Charm=63

Luck=5

Unique skills:

Medical knowledge (Adept)

Thoughts about you: is happy that the workload will be lessened with your presence. Wishes to ditch you and meet with doctor Jackson.

Oh? She certainly doesn't seem like she wants to rush away….but I do wonder why she wants to go to the doctor of all things. I know I'm a pervert, but "that" shouldn't be my first thought.

We finally move through the last portion of the hospital and come across a few offices. As we pass by one, the door opens just after that. A man wearing the stereotypical doctor's outfit walks out and sees the two of us. He is rather handsome, not superhero handsome but good enough.

"Gwen. I was expecting you earlier and.." he gives me a quick look as his eyes travel up and down my body. He isn't exactly subtle, but there's no reason for me to say anything right now.

"This must be the new Nurse, right? I think your name was...Penning?" Gwen nods in response and I approach him with my hand outstretched.

"Morgan Penning. I will be working here starting tomorrow. Pleasure to meet you" I say in a curt manner.

He takes my hand and gives me a dashing smile: "The pleasure is all mine, Miss Penning. I'm doctor Jackson…it is miss right?"

I give a small smile in response as I nod. I don't really want to bother antagonizing him as I'm only here for a few weeks. What I do find interesting is how I might handle him during that time. It's obvious he's a pervert and I do wonder what his relationship with Gwen, although I do already have a suspicion as to what it is.

Turning around, I see a small look of annoyance and what may very well be jealousy crossing her face. As I went to ask what is bothering her, she suddenly gasps out loud as she stumbles to the wall. With her now somewhat balanced, I rush to her side, "Gwen are you ok?"

She breathes out with a light blush adorning her face. After a few moments to calm down, she answers me. "Sorry Penning…..just got a bit light-headed. Don't worry dear, it'll pass."

I give her a questioning look as I activate my eyes once more. A fun little fact concerning my eyes, they light up when I use them…didn't notice that till I used it on myself this morning to confirm that the changes from pulling out my Ahoge were truly undone. So I've also started putting a glamour over my eyes that's permanently active. (mainly so I don't have to actively use them when it's important. I'm lazy after all and can't think of everything)

Now then, back to my findings. Turns out, the reason for her current state is due to the vibrator increasing in its speed. She certainly didn't do it herself and judging by the next speaker, I can guess exactly who is responsible.

"Ah, Gwen. You really do need to take more care of yourself." The Doctor admonished as he moves closer to her. He eventually walks between the two of us and puts his arm below her shoulder to pull her up. I shouldn't have been able to see what he did from this angle, but due to my eyes, it was very obvious that he put his hand on her right breast and gave them a good squeeze. A small moan came from her as he spoke once more

"You seem to be burning up, why don't I take you for a small examination." He looks to me once more. "Sorry to cut your tour short Miss Penning. Gwen here isn't feeling too well. So just come around tomorrow and if you have any questions, my door is always open."

With that, he begins moving the Nurse towards his office. Giving him one last look, I also see the remote tucked away in his pocket and can imagine what it was for.

Do...Do people not notice this?

I mean, sure I had x-ray vision and have a dirty mind, but this...?

Turning around, I begin making my way out of the hospital with a look of disbelief. As I walk out to the open street, I also notice that my own underwear was slightly moist from the encounter. I stop in my tracks, turning around and facing the hospital once more.

'It could've been a normal remote right? For like…automatic blinders or a gate beeper…right?' I think as I stare up at the building.

Wanting to see if my thoughts were real, I activate my eyes once more and gaze at the doctor's office. And as one could have expected, dear Gwen is lying face-first on the examination table as the doctor thrusts into her from behind. He uses a hand to press her face into the cold table as the other plays with the plug in her wide ass. She moans in absolute joy at the rough play and I'm amazed at how many juices leak out from her mound.

I already moved a hand beneath my own skirt in response, but quickly realize that I'm still in the middle of the road. Ripping around, I search for any witnesses but breathe out in relief when I find none. Not wanting to embarrass myself any further but also not wanting to walk the entire way home, I move into a nearby alley and open a portal back to my house.

As I enter the living room, I yet again breathe out in relief and flop down onto the couch. With that, I have my alias finished and can now stay here and prepare for Thor...

I'm still wet…

I…I should probably begin work on making a basement so I can work on a few other projects…I...I.

I'm really horny…Fuck it.

I get up from the sofa and pull out my phone. I begin making my calls before realizing a few things. First off, Vanessa is still at the hospital to get the last blood sample, as well as take note of who comes to visit the soon to be She-Hulk. Colleen is busy with Hand business today, something she told me of earlier, and may not be available for the whole month. Lastly, we have Wendy, who is once again on an assignment. She really needs to take a day off.

That leaves me with my Works-in-progress…Mercy, Maya….damn, I really nee-

Wait a second…I should have called him anyway, but I might be able to earn some rep as well…and besides. I need to get rid of my virginity properly and I was cock-blocked by my own idiocy when it came to Peter.

With him, it might work. I dial the number and wait as it rings. A few seconds pass before a smug voice answers. " 'Ello, Lucifer Morningstar here. How might I help you?

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Meanwhile

Outskirts of Roswell, New Mexico

"Would you care to repeat that?"

Nick Fury's voice came out in a calm and icy tone as he sat in his office in SHIELD Aero-Space Development Station #9, which was one of the only bases SHIELD had in New Mexico. The region was never deemed worthy of a larger presence, therefore only a few research projects were run here.

The voice of Agent Jasper Sitwell came over the Computer Screen calmly, but with a tinge of nervousness.

"The Hulk is MIA, Sir. After he entered the Hospital where his cousin is being treated he vanished. We managed to get some Security Camera feeds that showed the person called Moira Penning talking with the Hulk and two Doctors who had apparently caught the Hulk when he was going to leave the building. Penning disguised herself as a SHIELD agent and defused the situation with the Doctors before taking off with the Hulk into a Storage room. Neither of them was inside the room when we stormed it."

Nick Fury scowled at the screen as some veins threatened to pop out of his head.

"I see. Thanks for notifying me. Send a call for all SHIELD agents to keep an eye out for Doctor Banner. I want him found Yesterday! I myself will confront Penning on that matter once she arrives here in New Mexico."

With those words, Fury switched off the call and turned around to Hawkeye and Coulson who both looked seriously at their boss. Though Hawkeye couldn't resist a small quip. "Well, that is one busy woman."

Fury on the other hand only grunted in annoyance he could already tell that this was going to be a very, very long day.

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Puente Antigue

Jeanne Dark.

I admit I was feeling a bit nervous now.

As fun as it sounds, Lucifer isn't someone you can just call for a booty call…or maybe you can, but I'm not risking that. I'll have to give him something in return…probably.

He said he would take a few minutes to get dressed before he teleports over. I was a bit confused at that at first, but if the devils can do it then sure as hell, he can do it too. I changed my body into my adult form in preparation for him.

My clothes were meant for someone of Mordred's build and were obviously stretched out due to my transformation. Well, I checked it in the mirror, and it looked kinda hot so I'm going with it. It's all skin-tight and ripping in certain areas.

I hear a loud knock from my door. Rushing to the entrance, I open the door to reveal the Ruler of Hell himself.

He stares in confusion at first, as he inspects my body:" You certainly have gotten stronger. I take it the little clown maze told me about met his end in your stomach?"

I give a small nod before he continues, "Then there is your body. I'm pretty sure I last saw you half a year ago. not 6, judging by your appearance…glamour Charm?" he guesses.

Shaking my head as I usher him inside, I answer him "More like magical Body modification. I prefer my old form after all."

He chuckles as he walks into the house:" And here your little form was growing on me. I thought you were rather cute."

I can feel my cheeks warm up from the compliment before I think back onto more important things. I turn to him as he begins to inspect the sparsely decorated house:" Well you're probably wondering why I calle-"

"Not really." he suddenly interrupts me. He turns around and gives me a deep grin as he approaches me.

"I…What?" I say as I slowly back away.

He only chuckles as he stops in front of me "I'm the devil Jeanne. Do you think I couldn't tell if a woman was all hot and bothered, even over the phone?"

I slowly mutter out a silent "oh" as he correctly deduces my state of distress.

"Though I will admit," he continues as he slowly grabs hold of my chin "I Definitely wasn't expecting for you to call me of all people. Wanted to get some revenge on dear old dad?"

I swallow nervously as I can feel the heat in my stomach building. There is a reason Lucifer has 1000 CHA after all and I'm now witnessing it. I slowly put a hand on his arm as I answer "A..Among other things yes…I also thought you wouldn't be that bad of a choice. Not to mention that you might enjoy it yourself." I say while trying to give a small smile of my own.

He chuckles in return "As much as I would enjoy defiling one of my father's chosen, I do remember you being no older than thirteen. So I might have to reconsider." He doesn't mean those words considering he has yet to let me go.

Smirking at his excuse I say "Technically I'm 32 and died a virgin last time around. Something I do not want to repeat. Besides, I thought the great Lord of hell would respect no Taboos."

He now uses his other hand to cup my left breast. He gives a light squeeze and a small moan escapes my lips. His face inches closer as he says "You're right on that. There's nothing I wouldn't do. Doesn't mean I don't have standards and preferences. Lucky for you, you cross all the right boxes for me."

With that, his lips crash into mine and I can't resist as his tongue invades my mouth. I continue to moan as his hand still squeezes my boob. His other hand now lets go of my chin and is slowly travelling down my body before eventually reaching its destination. My panties are already soaked, something he already knew and is now only increasing by sliding his fingers beneath my pants.

With a quick movement, he rips off the front and most of the fabric follows. Now standing in only my panties, his access to my dripping folds is easier than ever.

Before I notice it, two fingers slip inside and I once again moan loudly into his mouth. With slow movements, he begins to stimulate my nethers while still assaulting my mouth and breasts. I wrap my own arms around his neck, not only to hold him closer but to steady my trembling legs.

His speed eventually increases and I can't help but squeal in pleasure as he brings me over the brink. I pull free from his mouth and moan in pleasure as I cum from his stimulation. The sensations shoot through my body and my limbs tremble in pleasure….and that was just him using his mouth and hands.

He only smirks as I lean onto him with my knees now caving in. Before I can hit the ground, I feel a burly arm grab hold of my ass as I'm suddenly lifted up.

"Kyaa!"

Before I realize it, I'm being carried bridal-style as he makes his way to the bedroom. My blush now covers the entirety of my cheeks at the new sensation. To hide my predicament…and to enjoy a different sensation, I snuggle up to his chest and take in his strong scent.

It's a clean husky scent and it really gets me going even more. I can feel the muscles through his shirt and I'm amazed at their texture. Firm and strong yes, but not hard as steel, yet the strength within them is still obvious. The door to the bedroom is opened and I'm suddenly thrown towards the bed "Whuaaa!" I yell out as my face crashes into the soft mattress.

As I turn around to nag Lucifer, my thoughts are suddenly frozen as I take in his appearance. He had taken off his suit and was currently busy undoing his pants. His chest was completely bare and I saw all of his chiseled glory. His abs and muscles looked absolutely amazing.

As I continue gazing at his divine (which it technically is) body, I nearly fail to notice him now removing the rest of his clothing…. nearly. The rod springing forth quickly takes up all of my attention.

"T-hat…that's" I stutter out in disbelief. Wow, I never thought I would think this, but his is bigger than mine…by a large margin. Damn, that has to be at least 12 inches.

"Devil got your tongue, Little Jeanne?" He states as he moves close to me. "Why don't you put it to better use."

I quickly catch his meaning before crawling closer to him. With only a minuscule distance between my face and his rock-hard member, I breathe in his scent once more. It's downright intoxicating to be honest. And the size…it's going to dislocate my jaw if I try to suck him off…but I also really want to do it….it's obvious that I'm being affected somehow. Either by some kind of demon Pheromones or perhaps even Eromancy. Wouldn't be a surprise if he knew Merlin considering the old wizard was half incubus.

It could also be demonic authorities. Considering he is the lord of Hell, there is a true Possibility that he also has dominion over all of its sins.

Honestly, I don't care if I'm being affected. I was really horny before but now I'm absolutely starving for a good fuck. I think this was also visible in my face judging By Lucifer's reaction. I was panting hard from the smell and I really couldn't do anything about it.

"My, my, the darling Saint isn't as innocent as she seemed huh? Or perhaps you're just so much more inexperienced and were therefore completely unprepared for what I would bring." I barely register the words as I now press my face against his burning hot cock and relish in its warmth.

The Devil lets of a small chuckle. "Why don't you get to work dear," he says as he grabs the back of my head and navigates my mouth back towards his tip.

I slowly take his burning hot cock into my hands and begin stroking the member with them. I quickly realize that my hands just barely fit around the entire organ…wow, this really is something else.

'I guess this is it then.' I think as I slowly bring my mouth to the pulsing phallus. Sticking out my tongue, I slowly begin grazing his glands. The meaty head is barely moved by my tongue and I quickly notice that I really will have to be more serious here…there's also the fact that Lucifer has his hand in my hair and is slowly pressing me closer.

Swallowing my nervousness, I open my mouth entirely and slowly begin enveloping the huge cock. Considering my lack of experience and dry spell, it can be assumed that I'm not very good. As I was expecting to gag and choke, not to mention the pain and possible breaking of bones from him stretching out my mouth. Yet when the meaty girth slid to the back of my throat, I was pleasantly surprised when that sensation never arrived.

It was an interesting sensation, but any mild discomfort was quickly overtoned by the extreme flavour that had invaded my mouth. I had also theorized that my sin of Gluttony was once again reacting to him and that its desires were somehow given to me. But I didn't have any desire to bite down so…that would be hilarious.

For two seconds. After which you're dead off course.

Right…don't want that.

The lack of discomfort is probably due to the Perk "Porn Logic".

Wouldn't be very arousing if you threw up or actually broke your jaw after all.

Even if you could heal it in under a minute.

Right. Got a point there SYSTEM.

I once again focus on the task at hand and realise something. His cock was now at the back of my throat and I was only halfway done with the damn monster. With a bit of difficulty, I began moving back while curling my tongue around the member. I slowly increase my rhythm and begin bobbing my head back and forth. Getting further into the mood, I raise my arms and coil them around his legs.

This continues for a few seconds and I do notice the spontaneous twitches from Lucifer's girth here and there. I also notice my own arousal spilling onto the mattress beneath me, soaking the fabric in my juices.

My rhythm is broken by a sudden pressure from Lucy's hand on the back of my head. Widening my eyes in shock, I can barely react as my head is pushed forwards. Any resistance I put up is useless and his cock is shoved down my throat in one quick movement.

Though I let out sloppy sounds and periodic slurps from the sudden move, I am more concerned with the fact that I moaned like an absolute slut and came once more just from that.

'Fuck…he…he's turning me into a total cumdump...his cumdump.' the thought alone makes me shiver in joy. Shit, he's really messing me up.

With newfound arousal between my legs, I now begin deepthroating his meaty shaft while also bringing my hands between my legs. Unsurprisingly, the pleasure felt from my fingers is nothing compared to the one I feel from the girthy member sliding down my throat. Its shape bulges out of my throat and even above the ribcage.

I appreciate the fact that I'm in my adult form as I would have been incapable of handling him as a child…though the thought did intrigue me.

My tempo only increases as he presses on the back of my head. Though he was completely silent, I could tell he was about to cum. He now held both his hands to my head and shoved it into the base with one final push.

Scalding hot liquid is forced down my throat and I am electrified by the sensation. Most travels down into my stomach, but eventually, my mouth begins to be filled as well. But damn, the taste! It tasted and felt like cum but…something was so delicious about it! As the warm fluid entered my body, I couldn't help but enjoy the sensations as I reached my own climax once more.

The stream of the creamy white fluid eventually stops and he pulls himself free from my mouth. Before I can spit out what remained in my mouth, I feel a strong grip on my throat as my head is pulled upwards. I gaze into the hungry eyes of the Devil as he finally orders me to open my mouth.

Doing as I'm told, I open my mouth and reveal the thick spunk that he unloaded. His smirk and demeanour make it clear what he wants and I am in no mood to deny.

I close my mouth and swirl the thick liquid in my mouth. After a few seconds I finally swallow the entire load and open my mouth once more. I present my clean mouth once more before licking my swollen lips to get any drops I may have missed.

Lucifer's only reaction to this is to cackle like a madman. "HAHAHAHAHAHA! You wouldn't believe how many Fallen would kill to see you like this! Hell, I'm sure a few Angels would fall should they ever see it!"

+ 3.8 REP with Lucifer Morningstar (For enabling him to outscore Azazel)

He pulls me up to his chest. His again erect member is now pressing against my navel, awaiting what is sure to come. He stares down into my eyes and I am once again mesmerised by his crimson gaze.

His grin stretches even further, "I knew the saying 'The bigger they are, the harder they fall' is a rather true statement, but I never imagined it like this. 'La Pucelle', the Virgin Saint, the maiden of Orleans…A beacon of Purity and innocence…happily swallowing the devil's semen and desperate for more like some common whore!" he begins to cackle once more.

I begin to pout a bit at his antics though. On the one hand, I'm insulted (and turned on, not that I would admit it). On the other, I'm kinda prideful at the fact that I've abandoned even more aspects of my old self.

He eventually reacts to my pout and grins down at me once more before suddenly pushing me onto the bed. Before I can react, he already ripped off my panties and is now towering over me. The shadow now covering his face accentuates his crimson eyes even more. I should be afraid, but I'm incredibly turned on.

His throbbing cock is lying on top of my crotch and I honestly can't wait for him to enter me. He lowers his head closer to mine and I can feel his hot breath hit my face. One of his arms travels low and his eyes peer into mine. My legs are spread apart without resistance and I prepare myself for the coming assault. I slowly feel the sensation of his giant member probing at my wet entrance.

My breath hitches as his grin widens once more. With a movement that is faster than I would have liked, he moves into my opening. I can't help but gasp as he stretches- no… splits me in half with his manhood… once again, it isn't painful, but the stretching sensation is unlike anything I've ever felt.

I lose control of my breathing as he rams in the last bits of his member and I moan out in arousal of the sudden stimulation. He gives me a few seconds to rest, but the sensation of his meaty rod poking at my womb is nearly enough to make me cum once again. 'Why does it feel so good! He's barely done anything!'

I look down between our bodies and I can clearly see the shape of his member protruding out of my body. Such a sight… it's honestly so arousing to see. It just leaves me with a sense of awe; the thick organ lodged within my folds, my own body with its durability and the knowledge, of the pleasure that is sure to follow astounds me, the anticipation and the feeling of being filled driving me insane.

He grabs hold of my legs and raises them even further. My flexibility was more than enough for them to be pushed next to my head. With our new position, his reach is now only furthered. My hands go down to my stomach and gently move around the protrusion.

Without so much as a warning, he begins pulling back before suddenly thrusting back in. I gasp out in short-lived pain which is once again changed into a lustful moan. His hands tightly hold my legs as he now thrusts into me.

The pace is variating as my body adjusts to his shape, but he eventually increases his tempo. As the sound of slapping flesh and squirting fluids cover the room, I eventually prove unable to stop my moaning and begin crying out in ecstasy once more.

But the damn bastard doesn't ease up at all. His hands snake up my stomach before grabbing hold of my breasts. I jolt once more as he pinches my nipples and begins to twist and pull on them.

My feet curl up and I turn my head to bite into the sheets beneath me. The constant stimulus doesn't let up and the sensation of his member bashing at the entrance of my womb is just far too intoxicating. My mind has become so hazy….

I eventually let go of the sheets and moan out once more as Lucifer keeps pummelling into me. Damn and I thought I would have better endurance than this…I eventually decide against being a dead fish and my own arms coil around his back as I hoist myself closer to his body.

His grin causes all kinds of reactions in me but the most notable one is the tightening of my inner walls. He grunts out with an animalistic tone and I freeze up as I feel him painting my insides white.

I immediately squirt all over the sheets as he continues to rut inside of me. The sensation doesn't consist of periodic spurts but rather a constant stream going directly into my womb. As more seconds pass, I can feel myself be filled to the brink and my belly begins to bloat just a little bit.

He suddenly lets go of me as he finally finished and my grip on his back also slips away. Without any care he pulls his cock out of my opening with a sloppy sound, leaving me with nothing to plug up the ungodly amounts of spunk inside of me. The white fluids quickly begin flowing down onto the sheets and will probably stain the mattress.

+ 4.02 REP with Lucifer Morningstar (for taking it like a champ, and taking the devil's seed)

Notice. Impregnation is currently possible. Do you wish it to succeed? Y/N

'Wh…what? Impregnation?...getting pregnant…I…kinda… I mean I always had some desire to be a mother…should I…'

'NO!' I shake my head to clear up the sex-induced haze. I quickly command the prompt to decline and also activate a setting that would prevent pregnancy unless I explicitly commanded it. I can't afford children at this stage of my life… especially not Lucifer's

…Wait. Would that make me Rizevim's Stepmom then? That...would be weird…and I would be a concubine if anything. Wait. The underworld split off from hell after the great war…are the old Satans even a thing then? Are they all happy, or are they still in hell?

I'm brought out of my thoughts by a certain Demon as he flicks my nose all of a sudden.

Looking to my side, I see that he has lain down next to my gasping form and is smirking at my predicament. He chuckles a bit more, laughing about his pride in having defiled a saint.

Before long, he eventually speaks "I think you deserved a little break before we continue, my sweet and slutty little Jeanne."

He pats my head in mock affection, expecting me to be angered by the comment. I on the other hand focused on the "little break before we continue" part. Looking down to his legs, I see my fears realised as his rod is once again at full mast.

I sigh out as my nose is once again assaulted by his wonderful smell. I've somewhat recovered but still need time before I can continue. Something he seems to be giving me…

But what does it matter…

"What's got you down all of a sudden?" lucifer asks me in a playful tone.

I on the other hand gaze back into the two rubies in his skull with an exhausted expression "It's just…it was amazing and all that...it's just that I do prefer being...on top so to say."

He lets out a small chuckle in reply "Well by all means Jeanne. I won't be stopping you from some cowgirl action."

Huffing out in annoyance, I reply "As if it were that simple. Even with me on top, you'll still make me cum while you just grin in delight…I bet when I finally meet Merlin it will be this all over again…" I muttered that last bit more to myself, but he did still hear it.

Lucy furrows his brows as he questions "Well I won't question how you know that old pervert. Considering your likeness to King Arthur, it makes sense that he would seek you out…. though he has been missing for some time?" he holds his chin in thought before giving me another odd look. "The odd mage aside. Why would you assume I would be in any way comparable to an incubus? And a half-bred one at that. Should I feel insulted?"

I finally let out a chuckle of my own before answering

"Obviously not. I'm just saying that…" my eyes widen as I finally realise something.

"Jeanne?" Lucifer asks at my sudden change in demeanour, but I ignore him as I sit up.

So far as I know, Merlin may very well be the inventory of Eromancy in this reality. (the fact that my grimoire was written by him confounded that theory). I also assume that he would have shared the magic with certain…Like-minded individuals here and there.

But Lucifer made no mention of it. Only the fact that Merlin was Half incubus…does this mean that Lucifer has no knowledge of Eromancy! I wasn't using it all this time because I thought he could counteract it. But this means…

Wanting to reassure my little idea, I bring up the skill-page

Eromancy LV 69 ( Can be blocked if defences are specifically tuned to it)

Sub skills: Pleasure manipulation, Medium body modification, Phantom touch, Liquid modification, Climax control,

Sub Perk "Porn Logic": Any sexual encounters require no preparation and can be tailored to align with personal fetishes to an extent. Also prevents injuries, Stds, and Pregnancy unless wanted ( Only applies when you are present)

My thoughts focus on a single line "Can be blocked if defences are specifically tuned to it".

Jackpot.

To Lucifer's surprise, I quickly climb over his legs and straddle his thighs. He initially believes I'm here for the next round but the smile on my face confuses him to some degree. It quickly turns to understanding as I grab hold of his shaft "Eager to try anyway then? Hmmmm…be my guest then little saint."

I smile in pure glee. He won't know what hit him.

My hands travel to his chest and they light up with a soft purple glow. Lucifer momentarily widens his eyes before realising that the magic isn't hostile and calms down. He does have a look filled with interest though.

Deciding on the spell in mind, I begin casting.

I begin with simple Pleasure manipulation. I cast it on him, increasing his pleasure by a factor of 3(don't want to go higher as I might alert him) and cast it on myself. I get it decreased by a big value of 20. No more climaxing like a cockhungry slut!

The use of Medium body modification is applied to myself. I dampen my sense of smell and taste to normal levels at which Gluttony won't affect me this strongly. Then I also cast it above my navel. The changes aren't visible, but my inner walls will not only lubricate now but can also massage, grip, and vibrate at my command.

Now I also use liquid modification on my womb and tongue to have it excrete a powerful Aphrodisiac which will increase sensitivity, arousal, and blood flow. It will ensure that he will keep going but also decrease his stamina at a faster rate.

lastly, to complete my preparation for this sexual conquest, I lightly begin stroking his cock with both my hands. He can already sense the increased pleasure, but probably assumes it's due to a change in technique or some form of magic…. I also need to make sure that I don't force him to fight back. He is still far more powerful than me and is at the top with a level of 666.

Actually…about that.

SYSTEM? What do you mean?

Back then you didn't have your Mystic eyes…..

And the one above all wanted to pull a joke…..

And I kinda agreed…..

SYSTEM! . ?

I couldn't give you his actual stats so we may have fabricated them to be 666…
Mazikeen's to actually..

Then show me the real numbers dammit!

..

Lucifer Morningstar LV 1237 ( Depowered- all stats divided by 20 )

REP(74.01)

OBE(0)

Str= 410

Vit= 340

Dex= 180

Wis= 130

Int= 430

Cha=1000

Luc= 30

Unique skills:

Lord of Hell

Master of the Cardinal Sins

Primordial Demon

Oh….wow,….he's is much stronger than I anticipated SYSTEM! How could you not tell me!.

It seemed funny at the time?

Well, I'm laughing now!...

Sorry…

You better be

ok…

….

Well, there is no point in dwelling on this. Not if I have a certain devil under me that needs some defeat of his own.

During my little argument with SYSTEM, I had continued to stroke the meaty shaft and kept increasing my speed with time. As my hands work his cock, still covered in our juices, I slowly saw small twitches on Lucifer's face and fell tremors in his member.

I increase my speed even more as his breathing becomes audible and his chest rises and falls with quickening breaths. But just before he can cum, I suddenly let it all go as the cock twitches without my hands.

His eyes widen in slight shock before giving me an apprehensive gaze "He... So that's how you want to play it…well aren't you evil, Jeanne. Is this the moment you make me beg then?"

Well, he certainly kept his cool, but that makes it so much better in case I break through that wall. I give him a smirk before wrapping my hands around his girth once more. The hands slowly travel apart as one grasps onto his family jewels while the other starts caressing the glans. As I begin playing with his once again filled and by the way, giant testies, I lean forward to say "Begging only works if the other is willing to show mercy, you know."

His grin wavers before smiling once more "Well am I to be punished then, my dear saint?"

Chuckling, I start stimulating him even more. "Why yes. It's the duty of any saint to purify the evil of this world. And I happen to hold that which shall be purified first."

My hands now begin roaming over his entire member. I honestly enjoy the activity due to the reactions alone. His twitching when my fingers caress the glans, the pulsing when I work the shaft and the sudden jerks when I squeeze his jewels.

Eventually, the twitching increases and I smile in triumph as the white liquid erupts and splashes onto my stomach. With his cock now resting before he can go again, I bring my fingers to my stomach and smear some of the fresh cum onto them. Lucifer chuckles once more as I now slowly lick the spunk from my fingers before swallowing more of the exquisite fluid.

Even so, my stomach and my legs are still coated with the stuff and I look at the devil with a stern gaze. "To besmirch the body of a saint?" I say in a scolding tone before leaning down closer to his face, "It seems we will have to take some drastic measures to have you purified, oh Devil."

He finally gets into the roleplay himself "Do your worst, foolish girl. Once we are done, you will beg for me to defile you for the rest of your life"

And with that, the battle truly begins.

I cast my last and greatest spell on his member "Climax Control"

And with that, the battle is won.

Raising my body, I also smile at the fact that he hasn't realised just what sort of spell I actually cast. Well, he will see soon enough.

I line up his girth with my dripping pussy and slowly lower my body. As his shaft enters, I quickly realise the fruits of my labour. I'm barely affected by the insertion and I doubt it will be as easy as before.

With his member now fully inside once more and his shape sticking out of my belly, I begin moving. And to my joy, I hear a moan…not mine...BUT HIS!

Lucifer quickly shuts up again, but he has obviously realised the sudden change in quality of what my body can offer. The changes that I made have already begun stimulating his phallus. With my hands gripping his chest, I start riding him earnestly. Whenever I reach the base, my inner walls clench onto his hard member. When I move, the warm flesh vibrates every inch of his cock. And my dripping juices have already started to affect him.

Wanting to test this even further, I let my hands travel up his toned abs…before suddenly grabbing hold of his nipples and pinching them.

"Ugh!" A loud grunt escapes his mouth. His breathing has quickened and I feel his member pulsing within me. "Hhh…Dammit, Jeanne...I usua-"

Before he can continue, I clamp a hand over his mouth before gazing into his questioning eyes "That's sister Jeanne to you. I will not be addressed so casually by a sinner like you!"

He tries to chuckle at my response, but that quickly turns into another loud grunt due to my continued stimulation. With the liquids manipulating his pleasure, I'd guess we have already reached a multiplication of 5.

Well, it will only grow worse. For him.

His cock continues to twitch and small tremors can be seen over his body. And as I continue riding, he finally moans out, "Je-Jeanne...I can't…" His crimson eyes realise just what sort of control I have gained over his body and his arms quickly shoot out and grab hold of my shoulders. He pulls me closer and my motions freeze. The only things now moving are the twitching phallus within my folds and the rising chests of our bodies. His eyes glow red in absolute anger.

But my smirk doesn't leave my face "Now now, my little demon…I know you can easily kill me, but what assurance do you have that my little spell will be undone? You certainly didn't know of it…you see this is something truly beautiful. Unique magic of which you require knowledge of if you which to repel it….and to my luck, you don't possess that knowledge." I tell him. It's quite the bluff, but I'm confident in my charisma here.

+ 11.8 OBE with Lucifer Morningstar (for taking his cock hostage)

Bingo!

His face, inches from mine, contorts into a scowl as ashy smoke bellows from his throat. But eventually, his grip loosens and I smile once more. "Good boy. It would be a shame after all if your little friend couldn't be satisfied for all eternity no?" he gives me an annoyed look before eventually letting go of me entirely.

+ 6.2 OBE with Lucifer Morningstar (For showing who's on top)

Now then. I grin down at the man below me. I once again start moving once more before a crazed and gleeful expression overtakes my face. My nails scrape down his chest and his breathing increase once more.

Eventually, words begin leaving his mouth "What…what do you want Je-...Sister Jeanne." he practically forces the words out. My, is he really that averse to being dominated?...Hehe...that makes it even better.

I cackle in an insane tone before saying "Oh? Well, that didn't sound very authentic, but I'll humour you anyway…and I'll give you a gift as well."

With that, I release his climax control.

His reaction is instantaneous. His back arches, his arms cramp and his meaty rod splurt out into my womb….

Though the sensation is far weaker than before, it's still such a unique and amazing feeling. To be filled to the brim…but as I think of that, I also remember all that had flown out earlier…it was such a waste…

And the Devil's semen might just hold some untold value and potential.

Sure you don't just want to drink it?

First of SYSTEM. Fuck you. And secondly no…I mean maybe…just shut up ok. I'm still busy here.

I hold my hand to my bloated stomach and do something potentially very dangerous. Focusing my senses and using my mystic eyes, I designate the destination. And open my inventory. Within my own womb

With the right manipulation, the window attaches to my inner walls and begins sucking up all the Semen that had entered my womb. My belly begins rapidly to deflate and I am soon left with my normally toned belly.

Lucifer on the other hand didn't notice this as he was still recovering from the insane orgasm. By this point, I think his senses have been increased by a factor of 9…and it will only get stronger.

I smirk down before taking his face into my hands and forcing him to look at me, "Now then my Demon. That was a gift but you still have to earn your freedom…I want you to make me climax at least 3 times. Do that and you'll be free."

It's obviously not what he was expecting, but he quickly grins in response As he turns us around and positions himself in a certain manner.

Oh, Mating press. I certainly loved it in my old life, but I don't think it'll be that easy for him to make me climax this time.

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2 hours later

Jeanne Dark

"Come on Lucy! Almost there. Do it for Sister Jeanne." I coo out to the man whose head is currently lodged in my breasts. He was sucking them earlier, but his upper body was rather limp now. The only movement he is making is a desperate shaking of his hips as his ever-shrinking Penis tries to pleasure me. I hug him close with my body, which has been coated almost everywhere with his cum now.

I have loosened my own pleasure manipulation, but the first two were really great. The effort he put into it as soon as he realised how dire his situation was. The power trip probably contributed more to the orgasm than he did. I also found such happiness in teasing him even more. Nibbling his ears, kissing him as I pleased. He spasms once more and I feel his cock spurt out a little dribble that is nothing compared to what he started with.

"Oh my, Lucy? Is that all? So little…it's rather disappointing…but I guess it can't be helped…you are in that age after all." I whisper into his ear. I've been provoking him like this all the time, and it usually did the trick. But now it seems, that he has had a bit too much.

You'd think the devil would be able to last longer than just 40 Ejaculations. Guess I overestimated him. Though he is technically an angel. He wasn't made for this sort of thing. Sure he embraced the cardinal sins and is a true master of them, but he wasn't made for it.

To misquote a certain man, "You were merely adopted by the lewd, I was born in it, moulded by it. I didn't see purity until I was already an adult." …and now I realise what kind of image that paints…yikes...

But my point stands. Whoever is the hell lord of Lust is probably better suited for this. But he did well never the less. I begin stroking his hair in an affectionate manner as I inspect our bond.

Lucifer Morningstar LV 1237 ( Depowered- all stats divided by 20 , Exhausted, Drained(cum))

REP(76.41)

OBE(32.8)

So being drained of cum is also a status effect…Nice!

His body slowly stirs as he moves out of my hold and slowly lays down next to me. Considering the type of person I am, I quickly wrap one of his arms around me and rest my upper body on his chest. I always enjoyed snuggling up to a man like this…it's really comfy.

His breathing is still erratic but slowly calming down. He eventually steadies his body before looking down at me with a perplexed stare. "I…ah…ahem. I admit, I was not expecting that…You sure you're a demon of Gluttony? I'm certain you fit in better at lust."

I snort at the joke before chuckling. "Well, hardly actually. This magic is, as I said, incredibly exploitable. Unless you know it, you can't defend against it. Unless you have some sort of general magic defence. And that isn't something you carry around all the time"

He looks down at me before using his own free hand to pat my head. I enjoy the sensation and listen as he says, "Well…not quite. I do actually have natural defences against any hostile magic…but I guess your little sex spells didn't apply under that…I take it Merlin is to blame for all this?"

I chuckle at that. "Why of course, who else but the legendary cockwizard!"

He lets out a loud laugh before calming down. "HAHAHAhahaha…What the hell! I have to know how he got that nickname..."

Staring out in confusion, I ask, "Wait you seriously don't know?" he nods in response. I carefully choose my words before a grin overtakes my face "Well how hell do you think Arturia made little Mordred with her big sister?"

His eyes widen and for a few seconds, he just stares as he processes what I said. Though he eventually lets of a hearty laugh "Wow! That old Mage really was a bastard, wasn't he! Though Morgana wasn't that much better! HAHAHA!"

He continues to laugh a bit more and I take the opportunity to snuggle even closer to his face. I close my eyes and think of things I wanted to talk about. First off, I need to see how much of DXD is different.

"Hey, Lucy? Say, is the devil faction actually united and all that? Wasn't there something with that Rizevim dude?" I ask.

His hand slightly pulls at my hair in annoyance as he answers, "Ok, first off, don't call me Lucy. Ever…and secondly, I guess you're right to ask there. While officially the Devils are led by the 4 Satans, there is a decent Power Struggle between Zekram Bael and my own boy Rizevim. Those two unofficially control everything there. I do keep in contact with him every few decades but we haven't spoken recently. So I wouldn't know what's going on…

though I did hear some mention that he was involved in something called the Khaos brigade or something. It's all very hush hush but he mentioned it a while ago…there was also something with Ophis but I'd rather not get involved with her. Oh she's-"

"I know who the loli-dragon Ophis is Lucifer. I've done my research" I quickly interrupt him.

He eventually says "Well that's to be expected…not the Loli dragon bit…say, any news regarding your little task?"

Chuckling in response, he receives my answer, "Killing the highest Members of Hell is hardly a "little task" as you would call it…but I've made decent progress. Satanna has been sighted in France and has been staying there. And I've noticed that Blackheart might be planning a little rebellion against dear old dad. He's found a clue to the contract of San Venganza. Yes, THAT contract of San Venganza."

He nods in understanding before continuing for me, "The one with 1000 souls of pure sinners. Something that would make him incredibly powerful here on earth….you might not know this, but most Demons are actually weakened while in the material realm. Dear old Dad and some of the other gods set some precautions you see. The stronger the demon in hell, the stronger he is weakened on here. Sure we can temporarily get rid of this weakening, but heaven and the other pantheons would immediately be alerted to any mayor demon radiating Power."

I nod in understanding. It was something that had bugged me after all…but there is something missing. "What about the Devils then? I never heard of them being weakened."

He nods in understanding…or I think he does. I can't really see him from this angle after all. "Ah yes, the devils. Quite interesting actually how they managed that. They essentially traded in some of their more demonic aspects when they seceded from hell and acquired more…human-like ones. From appearance to behaviour, they have been altered. Its why they're more approachable than most demons. It has left the little issue of decreasing their fertility rates so they had to adopt that Evil Piece system. Rather interesting invention by the Beelzebub boy.

Most importantly however, they are no longer seen as true Demons and are therefore exempt from weakness we demons suffer from…but back to the San Venganza Contract. I'm interested how you will handle that…as it is a rather large fucking Problem if he gets his hands on it. How exactly do you plan to act there? You aren't strong enough to kill either but this has to be handled quickly."

I tap him on the chest. "Relax, will you. The current and even an old vessel of the Ghost rider is in the vicinity. I don't need to tell you how perfect they are for dealing with Blackheart, especially if he absorbs those souls."

He pats my head in acknowledgement, "Yes that would be suitable. The penance stare, it forces you to relive the sins your souls has caused. A 1000 would destroy the mind of any demon…It would also give you a chance to get both in one strike. Father and son. Very ideal. And you could retrieve Zarathos from the rider without delay. It would certainly put you in Azasel's good graces."

I nod at that. It was technically my plan after all. I don't really need Lucy for anything else but…oh right.

I open up my inventory and bring out the Blade of the forgemaster. I hold it towards his face and ask, "So…got this a while ago…am I stepping on any toes if I use it?"

His hand slowly grasps the wrapped-up handle "Well this is quite the surprise. First you show up with a corrupted holy sword and now with this. Isaac's Forgeblade…do you have any idea as to who he actually was?"

I think back to the description before stating, "Terrorist of the Balkans?"

A small snicker is heard. "Well you're not wrong. Though that's just technically true. He worked along with Vlad Tepez and his cohorts to exterminate the population of the Balkans before spreading out into the rest of Europe. They were committing full-on Genocide. So obviously, the other factions got involved, some infighting ensued and it all fell apart. Good for humanity but we demons lost some good entertainment. A lot of minor demons were summoned, you could say they "Partied hard" ...hehe, good times."

I snort out at his reaction to genocide, but I guess it makes sense from his perspective, as messed up as it is. But I before I can repeat myself, he quickly answers my initial question, "Ah yes. It's mainly used for incarnating minor demons if you have the know-how. Forge Masters were rare variations of Necromancers with direct contracts to hell. It's an extinct craft now and I would be amazed if you actually managed to use it. But you seem to manage some odd things, so I'll keep my hopes up. The dagger is still in pristine condition considering its age, so it is functioning optimally.

On another note, thank you for notifying me of this…would have been rather annoying if I find out that dozens of demon have somehow left hell on their won without me knowing how. Best of luck to you with that then." he says as he hands the dagger back to me.

I quickly place it back into my inventory before asking, "So….not gonna ask me how I got most of my stuff?"

I hear a light chuckle as his hands once again caress my scalp. "A demon without secrets is an impossible one my dear…and besides, it's usually more fun to discover such things one their own."

I smile at his response. I always hate it when people pry for my secrets and it's rather refreshing for that not to happen for once. I turn around and quickly move to straddle his chest before interlacing my hands with his. I grin at him, "I think you deserve another reward for that my dearest King of Hell."

A nervous chuckle is his response. "As much as I…usually enjoy such things Jeanne, I'm quite done for today…"

"Oh, I know…I'm actually giving you information." I answer as I move closer to his face.

"And that required you to place your ass on my chest?" he remarks with a faux jovial tone.

"Of course. Pretty sure your mouth can move so I see no reason for you not to eat me out. Now then…have you noticed a certain someone in Los Angeles who happens to have quite the potent blessing?"

His eyes widen at that. The fact that someone like that was near him probably alarmed him just a bit…not much but just a bit..they are rare after all. I quickly continue, "Noticed it the last time I was there, but only recently took time to investigate. It's a woman from the LAPD. Her nam-"

"Chloe Decker…." He breathes out.

I tilt my head in response "You know her?"

He nods his head. I can see the turmoil behind his eyes as he processes what I have told him. "Yes…I met her quite recently. She's been quite amusing to tease and what not…but the interesting bit is that I am rather…vulnerable when around her…tell me, what's your source? And how do you know she's been blessed and doesn't perhaps possess a sacred Gear?"

'Cause DC and DXD aren't supposed to be In the same universe?' I think in slight annoyance at the question. I do eventually gather my thoughts and come up with a plausible explanation.

"I practically stumbled upon her. Wasn't really looking, but sensed something… familiar… similar to what I once was. So I found her and did some digging. And with digging, I mean I broke into her house, or more specifically her parent's house, where I found my proof. Before she was born, there was a picture taken with her mother standing next to the angel Amenadiel. The remainder of this short mystery was just letting logic do the rest..."

He nods in understanding as he turns away in thought. "Funny how much I've found myself in contact with that brother of mine. It seems I will need to have a word with him when I get back…On another note, how do you even know what he looks like? I recalled the only angel you ever met was…well."

"You mean that piece of shit Michael!" I breathe out in a loud tone and see Lucifer beneath me nervously nodding. I on the other hand quickly calm myself down (Gamer's mind helped) "Well Michael was the bastard who roped me into the war back then…but I did do my research here and there, especially in this second life of mine. Need to know who my enemies are after all."

He chuckles once more. "Can I just say how great I think it is that you automatically considered Heaven your enemy?"

"Of course you do…" I mutter out. That pretty much answered all my questions and also derailed the Plot of Lucifer… how fun.

With that out of the way, I look at the man beneath me and give a small smirk "Well I think this conversation has run it course and you have to repay me for that little bit of info." I slide forward giving Lucifer a direct view of my once again wet slit. "Get to work my little Devil."

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1 Week later

Puente Antigue

Jeanne Dark

The house I've rented is mostly quiet. As it is meant to be of course. Didn't pump that much into Build&Buy for nothing after all. The house is soundproofed and the newly added basement is especially well hidden.

It's all quite good as I wouldn't want any neighbours to ask questions about the extremely loud banging noise coming from it. It's the loud metal percussion that isn't really heard in the modern age anymore. The sound of a hammer meeting metal on an anvil.

Some would probably expect a large lab or something to be built down here, but I was preoccupied with other things…(Plus, I also already had a lab back home. It seemed wasteful to build another if I can simply teleport whenever I wanted.)

But I've mainly been working on three projects:

First was the improvement of the 44. Automag. I've only added three enchantments (the first one is technically a mixture of enchantments but it only does one thing) so far as it is rather hard to actually inscribe stuff on the barrel and its parts without proper tools. I think I can use some sort of robotics on it for extra precision but for now, I'm stuck with my hands.

The three enchantments are also rather simple in function but drastically increase the effectiveness. The first one was the most complex and required me to take the gun apart entirely. With inscriptions now added to every piece of the loading and ejection system, it all added up to one big result. Increased Reliability. I also tested the gun and have experienced effectively no jams or malfunctions of any sort, I'm quite proud of it.

The last two are mainly for firepower. Those two are inscribed on the barrel and increase Rotation and Acceleration making the gun shoot faster and the bullets more powerful (the bullets themselves aren't different. I was a bit lazy and don't want to enchant every bullet. Though that might come in handy one day.)

I was quite satisfied with the enhanced weapon and could now dedicate myself to the other two projects.

The next and the one I am once again working on was a bit tougher and also left me with a new skill.

Blacksmithing LV 23

Simple skill. Nothing to explain. The point of this was to create a weapon to be used with Nine Lives. I had hoped that any weapon would do, but I do actually need to start with a blade similar to the original. As in a larger than life Greatsword or battleaxe. I obviously couldn't recreate the original as it was primarily made with crystals and rock. I didn't even have an idea on how to forge that other than cutting it out of a mountain.

So I decided to make my own substitute. The first thing that came to mind was an absolute favourite. I look down at the massive slab of Metal and the grip that I'm currently attaching to it. As the pieces finally come together and with the blade already sharpened, I observe my creation.

Dragonslayer (Berserk)

Quality: Amateur

Condition: Hollow Imitation

It's quite obvious that I wasn't very happy with the result…though it should be expected. The original was forged with the intent to create a dragon-killing blade. I just wanted a big sword…

I grip the handle of the blade with both my hands and slowly bring it up. I used Spring steel to forge the blade. I had first thought of using Damascus steel, but that isn't actually feasible at my skill level, especially not for something like dragon slayer. Besides, this is mainly used for training until I get something better. My strength is more than enough to wield it with two hands, but it gets a bit tough with one. Not badly but I do become slightly unbalanced when I swing it. probably due to inexperience rather than a lack of strength. On another note, its big enough to for me to hide my frame behind it. Would definitely be good for blocking projectiles.

I can finally begin training Nine Lives with this then. It would be awesome if I actually manage to get the technique down. I slowly lay the blade against the wall before making my way to another table.

The last thing I did was find a way to implement my arc reactor as a Mana core. The Byzantium Reactor had an output of a whopping 1,000,000 MPr when converted. I think I could push it to 2 million but that would eventually destroy the reactor. The next thing I did was make some additions to the side which would also allow the reactor to store some of the extra energy. It would increase my capacity by 500,000. Is it much? No. Could it change everything on the battlefield? Yes.

It's not a decent design, but it will do. I also have a crawling suspicion that Stark could have done a better job…well, I was never formally educated so I have an excuse.

But back to the reactor. It would make prolonged battle and sustaining servants a cakewalk. The issue was how exactly I would implement it in my Armor. The good thing was that my main Armor didn't have a breastplate. So I dedicated myself to making a new one that could easily be attached to the plate covering my abdomen and the chains around my neck. Should eventually make some decent shoulder Armor, but for now, this will do.

I couldn't really remake whatever magic my actual Armor was made from so I had to get the next best thing…well not quite. The next best thing would have been Vibranium or Adamantium. I currently have neither. So I decided to make it using Titanium aluminide. It's jet engine stuff, so I do think it should work…

I also covered the front of the reactor with the metal. Meaning that it actually looks like Armor and you can't see the reactor shining brightly to signify how important it is…or at least that is what I intended. The idea fell through as it looked kinda boring. But the construction was done and it is better if the reactor is protected…so, I added specially made lights on top that do look like the arc reactor. Why? Cause it looks cool. It's got an eery purple glow on it and everything.

Getting the mana into my system was still a bit…problematic. I also added a small… let's call it a field of needles that would stab into my chest and pump the mana directly into it. Still a…crude design, but I honestly couldn't think of anything better.

Strangely enough, the plate actually fused with the rest of my Armor. As in, I can easily summon it with the plate already built-in…it basically meant that I could modify my Armor without the need to equip the pieces separately.

My first idea here was to build a helmet. Why? Because though the headpiece of my Armor is incredibly useful, going into servant mode also changes my body into its true form. Meaning that if Shield or some other Goombas are around then they will see my true face without issue. But then there was the issue that I really didn't want to get rid of the head-piece.

I eventually came up with a different idea. It's more or less a veil attached to the headpiece and covers my entire head. Enchanting the fabric was a pain, but it did produce excellent results. From the outside, it was pitch-black and concealed my entire head reaching down to the neck. From my side, it was completely translucent. (I may have gotten the idea from Harry Potter's invisibility cloak.) It also beautifully fused with the Armor.

With this, I make some final adjustments on my equipment and think back on the week. Working in the hospital was generally quite boring but I've been enjoying the entertainment provided by the good nurse and doctor. I've also started filming them during their little escapades. It will provide some decent Blackmail Material for when I'm done here and can finally play with those two.

In hindsight, building so much gear might be a bit overkill. I'm not involving SHIELD with everything I do and I won't really be involving myself in the destroyer fight. I'm just giving Blondie some tips about being a king and what humility is…if anything, it will be as if I was never here. Thor 1 should happen without issue.

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Local Gunshop, Socorro, New Mexico

It was already afternoon in the town of Socorro and most stores were about to close for the day. One such store belonged to a man named Todd. A simple man, married and with children. He ran a gunshop. Mainly for hunters and the like.

So he was a bit confused when two more customers entered even though he was preparing to close. Looking down to his wrist, he sees that he still had twenty minutes left. He may as well humour them then.

Turning back to the entrance, he was taken aback at their strange appearance. One was an older native American. The tribal markings adorning his body and his choice of clothing made it obvious. Even though they weren't the norm anymore.

The next raised an alarm not, by his appearance, but in what was dangling from his waist. To Todd's eyes, it seemed to be a Colt M1877. Older gun but still a classic. And something that shouldn't be equipped by what was basically a kid.

The two walked forward and approached Todd. The kid looked around and inspected the other weapons in awe, while the Native gave him a neutral stare. "We would like to purchase a few firearms, if possible."

Considering he acted rather polite, he decided to give them the benefit of a doubt, "Anything particular you're looking for?"

"Long-distance Hunting partner!" the boy yells out as he finally approaches the counter.

Deciding to humour the two, he brought out what he considered adequate. Soon, a Remington Model 700 Bolt-action rifle found itself on the table. The boy stared in wonder, but when he mentioned Bolt-action, the kid frowned in confusion.

Considering that the first American Action Rifle was the M1903 Springfield which as the name applies came out in 1903. This was Decades after Billy's death. Not that Todd could possibly know that.

The boy grimaced as he explained the mechanism, but his eyes suddenly lit up as he peered into the back.

"Ain't that a Winchester!" he yells as he points to the back room.

Todd quickly turns around as he takes the Remington with him. He had gotten the lever-action rifle with a new shipment and he wouldn't mind selling one already. Though it was quite pricey due to it being over a hundred years old. He quickly brought it to the front and the boy instantly grabbed it with a mad grin.

"That there is a Winchester Model 1895 chambered in .405 Winchester. It packs a real punch but might cut into your savings. It's also not in the best co-"

"We'll take it! Its absolutely perfect Partner!" the boy yells out as he continues to inspect the gun. He reaches into his leather jacket and pulls out a bunch of crumpled up papers. He quickly places them on the table with a rather stupid grin.

Todd however slowly frowns as he looks at the money. Money which was apparently from 1877.

"Is this a Joke?" he asks in an annoyed tone.

"No it's 40 dollars?" the boy answers in an innocent tone.

Todd, however, was about to pop a vein… "Hey…How old are you even?"

The boy stares in confusion before holding his chin. "Well I'm not too sure myself mister…though if I had to guess, I'd be around 17."

And now Todd was getting suspicious as well as angry. "And that revolver on your hip. That yours or does it belong to your silent friend here?

The kid pats the holstered Revolver, "My darling Colt here? No way am I handing it to anyone, no siree!"

And that was all he needed to know. No point in asking if they had Permits and they sure didn't look like they would be making them anytime soon. Dumb kid probably got it from a private seller then. "I'm going to have to ask you two to leave."

The kid stares in slight shock, "Huh? What? Why?" he quickly shoots out.

Todd however stares with an annoyed and rather angry grimace, "Because I have a minor openly carrying a firearm which is prohibited before the age of 19 in the state of New Mexico. And I'm guessing you also don't have a permit or firearms registration for that…"

He breathes out in annoyance before calming himself down. "Listen kid, I'm not gonna have you busted for playing cowboy but you are committing a felony right now. So I'm going to ask you to le-"

He is interrupted by the native's hand suddenly striking out and stopping right in front of his face. He is unsure of what is happening now, but he wasn't expecting for him to suddenly pull out a rolled cigarette from his jacket and placing it onto his mouth. His hand goes back to light up a match.

Todd quickly notifies him that smoking wasn't allowed in his shop and repeated his desire for them to leave. The native however lit his cigarette and blew a large puff of smoke into Todd's Face.

And Todd knew no more.

For the caster infront of him had used a unique brand of Hypnosis used only by this particular servant. With the use of Tobacco Smoke, he was able to hypnotise non-magicals. In this case, he knocked the owner out cold and erased his memory of them.

"What did you do that for Caster?" Billy the Kid, the summoned Archer ask his companion.

The man in question only flicks his forehead, causing a small outcry of pain.

"What the hell injun!?"

The Caster only groans in frustration as he vaults the counter and retrieves the ammo for the now stolen Winchester. "It is because you were too stupid to read the room and the fact that you could have exposed us. Now we have hypnotised and robbed an innocent man." Caster reprimands his young partner.

He knew not why such a strange pair as Geronimo and Billy the kid were teamed up to defeat a threat to humanity. There were far greater Archers and Casters in the throne yet they were chosen…Though perhaps it is due to the territorial advantage. Servants are stronger in their place of legend. So it does make sense to a certain degree.

"Aw, come on! Robbing people should be as easy as breathing injun. Besides, not like we actually did that much." The boy answers as he caresses his new Repeater.

Geronimo however only crosses his arms in annoyance. "Because Archer, we do not want to expose ourselves. We have no friends in this Era so we best not make enemies that lessen our threat to the enemy. We know next to nothing about her, so we need the element of surprise on our side!"

Billy waves his hands around before moving to leave the store, "Yeah, yeah, you've been prattling on about that. You really need to lighten up. It's a simple kill you know. Find the girl, put three in her head for good measure and be done with it. Besides, who the hell would interfere?"

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Asgard

The Royal palace of Valaskjalf was ablaze with activity. Emissaries and guests from many realms had arrived for one purpose. To see the coronation of Asgards new King: Thor Odinson

The streets were filled and the shops were bustling. It was a time of great celebration for the Asgardian citizens…except for a select few of course. The coronation was still a week away. So it gave ample time for certain schemes to be established…and even for them to be foiled.

It is for this reason, that Loki the God of Mischief, looked quite nervous as he made his way to the Dungeons beneath the palace. He was one of the few that didn't look at this coronation with enthusiasm. He knew Thor wasn't ready to lead the realm. He wasn't sure if that time would ever come, but it most certainly wasn't now…

So he concocted a plan. Something to…postpone the coronation. To stage a break-in and to ensure that until the threat was found, that Odin would remain in control. It was frankly a foolish plan and with enough investigation, he could be found out… but someone had to do something.

So Loki acted. And he was summoned down to the dungeons by the person he least expected. He slowed when he arrived at the corridor in question. It was one of the most isolated regions of the dungeon and it held a single cell. No guards were stationed as the inmate had proven docile enough in the last few centuries. But those who knew of him learned of his madness whenever one tried to free him.

As Loki came close, the smell of ale and hallucinatory herbs became apparent. Most believed that the inmate's many addictions were the cause of his insanity. Loki however, was part of a select few that knew the truth. These things were not the cause, but a desperate attempt to relieve the one in question of his true affliction.

It was a vain effort, but the royal family believed that to take these vices away would only increase his suffering. And as Loki finally peers into the cell, he sees the person who had summoned him. Most of his body was concealed in shadows, but his sunken in eyes were clear to see.

While most would assume the man mad beyond compare, something that has proven to be true, Loki now saw something he has suspected for some time: Clarity and intelligence.

The figure gives Loki a small glance before closing his eyes as he leans against the well-furnished wall, " So…you came." An addled voice reverberates in a tone similar to a drunkard.

Loki coughs into his hand before staring at the inmate once more. He cared greatly for the other, but it would be a lie to say he didn't fear him. " Y-Yes. you asked for my presence after all, did you not?"

The man chuckles to himself for a bit while muttering, "Getting you and the others to visit on your own is rather unlikely these days. And you used to visit so often."

Loki felt bad for a fraction of a second before giving the reason for this. "We've all been quite busy preparing for Thor's Coronation you see…we simply did-"

"By Preparations do you mean giving some rogue frost-giants knowledge of the portals leading here?"

Loki's breath hitches in his throat. But, he is the silver tongue and therefore recovers within moments to disprove such a claim, "I assure you, I have done nothing of the sort."

The man in the cell however simply points a finger to the floor before saying, "You'd be amazed at how one's hearing improves when exposed to such a silent hall. You could say even the faintest of whispers carried by the wind can be heard."

Loki realises he has been trapped with this. Near the floor was a ventilation system which travelled through the entire underground section. The same section where he had met with his cohorts.

Loki wasn't one to panic. If someone like Heimdall learned of his plans instead, then he would have been arrested by now. Loki was always sure to Shield himself from the old gatekeeper and even now he couldn't hear into this conversation.

But, reaching the logical conclusion of his first point, Loki realised that the inmate wished to speak with him to come to some sort of agreement. Straightening up, the second prince asks, "What do I need to do for your silence then?"

With that, the man stands up from his seated position before slowly approaching the enchanted barrier keeping them apart. "It's quite simple what I want…it's the same thing I was imprisoned for after all."

Loki frowns in disbelief at the request. "And how exactly should I be able to do that! The best I could do is release you, but you know that would never work. Heimdall and Father will intercept you long before you could reach him!"

But instead of a contempt filled grunt or a bout of anger, the man in the cell bellows out in laughter. Loki can only stare in confusion at his actions, his belief that he was still intelligent now fading.

The laughter abruptly stops however as the man suddenly slams his skull against the barrier causing it to flicker momentarily. Loki startles backwards at the sudden action. Blood spurts out from the fresh wound, but in seconds the large gash closes together. The blood is absorbed into the skin as if no injury had ever happened.

He now faces Loki once more in a truly serious manner. "It seems you do not know what consequences your little scheme will bring. You mean to interrupt the coronation, but do you think Thor will simply let it go? Whoever could even remotely be responsible for the attack will be subject to his wrath. The Blonde Fool will be far too angry to see the consequences his actions may bring and he will act without reason.

Better for it to happen now than in his reign though…Odin will have to remove him to ensure peace, but he's too soft to kill him…No, Thor will either be Exiled or imprisoned. I am certain of it."

Loki only stares in disbelief before quickly retorting, "Thor is the Crown Prince! It is absurd to think Father would ever do such a thing. A minor punishment or a house arrest perhaps, but Exile? You truly have gone mad to misjudge The Allfather in such a manner."

Once again, the man begins to laugh. His cackling is reverberated through the halls before finally silencing. "Haha...good one Trickster. Of course! Odin would never banish him or imprison him. Especially not if he's the crown Prince! It isn't as if there were a precedent for that!...Oh wait, there is!..." he looks to the side before muttering to himself, "If Hela were here I don't know if she would rage or laugh at the absurdity"

And with that, Loki has lost his patience. "You and your constant babbling of things that don't exist. Of people that don't exist. Accept it already! You have lost your mind!"

The man in question punches the barrier once more and a small crack forms in it before mending itself. It was enough for Loki to back way by three meters and to shut him up.

The man breathes put in an angered tone "The King may have taken the memories of his subjects and erased all proof of his sins, but I will always remember them no matter how hard he tries…But I think we have had this discussion far too often by now and I simply do not care anymore…Thor will be indisposed and Odin will soon fall into the Odinsleep. When that happens, you must take control of the throne. I will help you…and in return-"

"You wish for your battle. A true battle to the death with Thor. As you have always desired. No limits and no rules…Fine then… I accept."

With that, Loki turns around before making his way to leave the dungeons.

Unheard by him, The man in his cell who was still staring at his back silently muttered, 'Good luck my little Brothers…you'll need it in the coming days."

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Authors note: Im alive!
Beta's note: I exist now.

Next chapter is for the Back to Zero side story again.

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