Hello! Welcome to my story. This is a translated version of a story I have been writing since a months ago. I noticed a huge amount of non-spanish speaking people read my story, and because that, I decided to make it easier for them to understand it without the need of Google Translate.
Do keep in mind that English is not my first language, and I still haven't finished learning English at a level that can be considered "perfect".. However, I will be constantly reading the chapters, to intent correct the worst grammatical errors that come up.
I'm well aware there may be many misspells and mistakes, so please, be so kind as to point them out. I'm open to all criticism and advice, and if someone wants to help me out by being a beta reader, I would gladly accept it.
Now that you understood the above, let´s begin this history.
I hope you like it
Full summary: Nero didn't arrive in time to save the sparda's sons, so they both "perish". However, Dante never imagined that after his death, he would be reborn as a 'ordinary' child in another world, a world full of dragons, gods and heroes. New dangers await, and Dante must slay the deities, and take the powers of the gods to "regain" those he lost when he was accidentally reincarnated in another world. Will there be a God with Devil-Trigger? [Principaly, the plot consist in Dante like MC of DXD History with [Campione] "elements" to create something different] [There will be Hugh/several changes in DXD canon history ].
Disclaimer: The characters and story of Devil May Cry, Highschool DXD, Campione!, and any other franchises used in this story, do not belong to me, all credits belong to their respective creators and/or companies. This is just a fictional story made for fun with no profit motive.
Mission 01: Farewell, Sons of Sparda.
"I know you have many questions.
I know you've been afraid and that you once wished you had died years ago.
I also know that this is all for your own good. I know you will feel grateful to me once you see the results of my gift.
Before I go any further, I want you to know that the things I am about to tell you are not for the weak and skeptical. And although my existence may be hard for you to believe, I love to think that I may at least be able to explain to you what happened.
I was born into the lap of luxury, into the paradise of the gods, but that meant nothing to me. My self-imposed husband was nothing. My father was a god with many mistakes. The snake, an overbearing hypocrite. The plants and animals around me were lifeless in my eyes.
Honestly, there came a time when I couldn't take it anymore, and I left that place.
And then I walked through the world I always wanted to see and feel for myself
Unlike my world...
Everything was so real
So alive
So beautiful
So volatile
So changeable
With free will
Unbound
No stories repeating themselves over and over
I Loved that world with all my heart: the plants, the animals, the water, and every rock, and of course, the men and women who lived there.
I lived with them, and received many names over time, until one day, I realized that, despite all its faults and vicissitudes , they needed all the support I could give them.
I proved to my father that he were wrong with them. I used my mind and my powers to do so. Both of us ended up cooperating, and we built a dual support system hated by all the other gods. Nevertheless, we persevered together.
But unfortunately, my father ended up dying, and despite all the help given by his other children, I still encountered many difficulties in the world of men...
I was persecuted by those deities with evil intentions; they wanted men to be weak in order to continue committing their atrocious acts.
So I had no choice but to return from my beloved world, to the place where you now find yourself.
The place where I bestow everything to mankind.
And where I will give you my gift.
It is time to be reborn into someone greater.
My name is...[XXX]
And if you are here, that means that in this world [XXX] you have become my child.
I am happy to see you [X-XXX].
You are about to be part of something as big, as you once were.
[xxxx-xx]...
...Dante"
Dante felt the air leaving his lungs. Doubling over in pain, he raised his eyes only to see his brother's agonized face stained in blood.
His sword piercing his chest.
Just as Yamato had pierced his.
Both had already lost their transformations a second ago.
The next thing he saw, was a strange figure of a humanoid devil descending from the skies beside him.
"Nero?"
He wondered for a moment before collapsing to the ground.
Tears trickled down the devil's eyes as he tried to make him react.
But it was useless, he knew that his life, as well as his brother's, was ending.
"I'm sorry Nero..."
That was what he thought when he managed to hear his sobs.
Nero wanted to save the brothers.
But they´re desire to kill each other ended up being stronger...
"It's ironic, don't you think?
Desire.
The power of Desire.
A truly strong demon can fulfill his fantasies or become more powerful just by wishing hard.
That boy, Nero. He wished to save them, and awakened the devil within him.
While you and Vergil wished to finish each other off, and ended up fulfilling it.
The "Wish" of a demon can become as powerful as the "Authorities" of the gods I am about to deliver to you.
But you already knew that, didn't you?
After all, you wished to kill Argosax. An evil god who was as "Immortal" as your brother.
And your wish was granted on both occasions.
So there's no reason for you to complain now; If you already knew, you should have been careful what you wished for at the end of that day 18 years ago, my dear boy"
"Don't cry anymore Nero. It wasn't your fight..."
Using all his remaining strength, Dante placed one of his hands on Nero's shoulder; trying to comfort him.
And after a subtle touch, his hand lost its strength and fell to the ground.
His vision became blurred.
"Enjoy your life while you can, and forget about us..."
Her breathing became more labored...
"Have a happy and long life by Kyrie's side..."
...The blood dripped more strongly from his mouth...
"I entrust the Earth to you... My home..."
...And Nero's voice grew fainter and fainter by the second.
"Heh...Home...Family...I wonder if I still remember what that was..."
A subtle smile appeared on his face just as he closed his eyes, and before he took his last breath of air.
He tried to have one last pleasant thought before leaving.
He thought of those days when his brother didn't want to kill him.
When they were a family.
When they had a home.
He thought of his father.
And his beloved mother.
And then one last wish came into his head.
"I wish I could have that again"
The infinite darkness came soon after he had that thought.
"I know that pain very well, and it breaks my heart to see how many times you have had to endure it.
No matter how hard I try to see my father, my friends, or my deceased children again, it is impossible.
But at least you got a second chance, didn't you?
That has made me very happy.
As happy as you can imagine.
And that's why, it also pains me that you have become [XXX] one of my children.
What you will have to face is probably not going to make you happy at all.
Many difficulties will come your way.
You will lose precious people again.
And you will suffer a lot.
But leaving you without my gift is not an option.
I know you want it badly.
You desire power.
The power to protect.
And I, your mother, will give you again that which paradoxically, you have desired as much as your new family"
The infinite darkness was there for who knows how long.
There was no thought, no pain, or happiness or any other feeling.
There was nothing.
It was a timeless emptiness.
So the next thing he remember, he don't know how to describe it for sure
At some point, the emptiness slowly turned into meaningless images. Images of all colors whose shapes and colors varied like the stars in the firmament.
If there is anything close to describe something like this, the word that comes to mind would be the shapes and colors that form in a "kaleidoscope".
And this kaleidoscope gradually took on the shape of a tunnel; If that were possible.
A short time later a light appeared at the end of the tunnel, and then, an endless number of questions suddenly burst into his mind...
"[XXX-XXXXX-Kusanagi!-XXXXXX-X]"
...The sound of what sounded like a man burst next to one of his ears.
"[XXXXXXXX-XXX-XXX-XXXXXX-XXX-XXX]"
"[XXXXXXXX-XXX-XXX-XX]"
"[XXXXXXXXXX-XXX-XXX-Jeanne!-X]"
"[XXXXXXXX-XXX-XXX-XXXXXX-XX-XX]"
Along with other sounds that seemed to come from at least 5 people plus the sound of what sounded like the moans of a woman in pain.
"Uh? I'm still alive?...". And seconds after hearing those words in a language he could only identify as "oriental" and of whose words he only understood two, he felt his crotch getting wet from a hot liquid, "I just peed myself? What the hell?!". A spanking followed that sensation in his crotch plus the release of several flatulences from his sphincter, along with the feeling of being moved rapidly. All this happened as his blurred vision began to regain the light of life.
A lamp soon reached his field of vision, as well as the figure of what appeared to be doctors...
"H#%$&%&%$!"—He wanted to scream and ask what was going on, but the only thing that came out of her lips was the cry of what seemed to be a baby. He could not control any of her sphincters, he had almost no control over her muscles, let alone those of her vocal cords. And most importantly, he felt very small. So small that he was apparently being carried by one of the doctors, who took him into the arms of an oriental-looking man with black hair and slightly tanned skin and dressed casually.
"[XXXXXXX-XXX-XXX-XXXXXXX-XX-XXXXXXXXX-XXXXXXX-XXXXX-Godou!]"
Obviously he didn't understand 99% of what was said by that man who was looking at him with excited eyes and an excited expression while lifting him up happily. It seemed that he was speaking to him in Chinese...Or maybe it was Korean...Or Japanese?
In any case, Dante was severely confused, and the very idea of mentioning what was going on caused him distress...
"It can't be...It can't be...Tell me it can't be...Tell me it can't be!...A hallucination! Yes, that's right, a hallucination my dying brain is having! A way to show me something nice to reassure me in my death! That must be it! I read that can happen this in that magazine I checked when I clogged the toilet!...Hmmmm, but why am I hallucinating about Chinese parents?...Shouldn't I still be dreaming about Mom, Dad and Vergil?!..."—His thoughts were cut off when the man who was holding him had the intention of kissing him affectionately with a large kiss—"Stop, that looks disgusting! What the hell is going on?!"
But despite his objections, the man gave him a kiss on the cheek.
The man then turned to look at a silver-haired European-looking woman in a hospital gown, whose smile radiated great warmth as she fixed her gaze on his small person, and then the oriental man finally said another word that he could understand clearly...
"[Jeanne! X-XXXX-XXXX-XXXX-XXXX-XXXX-X]"
...just before passing him into the woman's arms.
"And I am mommy my little boy, XXX-XXX-XXX-XXX-X"
She kissed him and hugged him very lovingly almost immediately, after pronouncing some words in a language he could understand, she then addressed some words to the oriental man, who was making funny faces at him, with the intention of making him laugh. Apparently the woman could also speak English, in addition to that strange language.
"¡&%%&%/!". Dante tried to tell the man to stop making those faces, that they were not funny, and that he just looked ridiculous, but again the only thing that came out of his mouth was a cry, which the woman who was now holding him in her arms, interpreted differently.
"Stop Godou, you're scaring our son!"
"[Jeanne! X-X-XX-XXXXX-XXX-XXXX-XXXX-X]"
"[XXX-XX-XX-XXXX]"
"[XXX-XX-XX-XXXXX]"
"Hey stop arguing, I can't understand you at all!..."
The couple argued a bit between them, and then continued to show affection to little "Dante", before being approached by the facility's doctors who addressed a few words to them before passing them out of the delivery area.
"[XXX-XX-XX-XXXX]"
"[XXX-XX-XX-XXXXX]"
The talks continued, the displays of affection continued, he was fed, bathed, and felt very embarrassed in many ways, yet also very happy in another way that he did not want to admit.
Nevertheless, he continued to be confused by a situation...
"Oh shit, how much longer is this dream going to last?"
...The "dream", it seemed, didn't want to end. A short time later he would realize that it was not a dream.
But the beginning of a new and crazy life.
To be continued...
Explanations about this history:
Hello, If you made it to this part, it means that you were at least a little interested in the proposal, and that my English is good enough not to be a completly piece of crap. :V
...Anyway, let me explain what this story will be about.
Even The Gods May Cry: It's a crossover between the DMC, Hihschool DXD and [Campione!] franchises, with "Dante" as the main character. Principaly, the plot consist in "Dante" like MC of DXD History with [Campione] "elements"
And one of the themes of this fic, is to show that "Dante" can be as great as he was, even without sparda's blood: Acquiring powers similar to those he lost (sometimes better powers, sometimes diferent powers, sometimes very similars, and some times inferiors but interesting)through hard work, strategie, and Killing gods : I want to differentiate my fic like this from other stories.
Will Dante recover the "Sparda's Blood" later in the story?: It's possible, but that would probably be the final arc of this fic, since This story has a "human Dante" as the main protagonist, who will try to become as strong as when he was before, through "another metods", in order to protect the important people who came and will come into his new life. So, To know the answer to that question, you will have to continue reading the story, of course, if your are yet interested in this" proposal"
This story could be considered an alternate universe, so the Lore of those franchises won't be exactly the same. The lore will be altered so that these universes can coexist properly, but it will not be "very" different from what you know about these franchises.
All the doubts you may have and/or missing clarifications will be revealed as the story progresses...
...And If you don't know anything about the [Campione!] novel/anime series, don't worry, this story will tell you what it's about. But in short, it's a series where the human who kills a god, acquires one or more powers of that god, as if it were an rpg.
Best regards!
LITTLE ADVANCE for whoever will take the trouble to read to the end...
...
An undetermined time later...
A city was already completely devastated, Thanks to two titans who were still fighting furiously.
Standing up with great difficulty, in the middle of that city, A boy removed multiple pieces of debris that had been covering him for who knows how long.
A man with black hair with white streaks was getting up, and walking slowly in the direction determined by his instincts.
He had forced himself towards those two beasts fighting each other as much as he could, his body currently little more than a mass of barely living flesh. His senses had all but evaporated, his mind had begun to break down as his consciousness cracked and faded. All he could remember were the faces of his old and new family, as well as the faces of those he had already begun to consider his friends.
But that had been enough, enough to keep him alive, enough to keep him moving.
Who was in front of him there in the distance would pay with his blood for all that he had done.
Next, he continued to act on pure instinct. At that moment , simply hadn't been enough of himself to store the information that his failing senses were receiving:
The figure of a great dragon, Trying to engulf what appeared to be a man covered in golden hair with its maw; All around it, untold devastation.
The very air around them was boiling.
The statues and buildings nearby completely destroyed, while the stone of the streets had cracked to bleed fire. All around them the wailing and screams; cries for mercy and crazed laughter of animals that were once human, and of humans that were once animals.
It was simply a heartbreaking scene that could drive anyone to madness.
However, "Toni" was not in a state that could be described as sane.
His mind was shattered and his body was only alive because he had forced himself to stop one last time. One last time before the broken bones turned into blades finished impaling him from the inside and completely collapsed his marchite organs
He only stood up because his unbreakeable will dictated it; the will of the half-demon he once was, and the man he still is.
He was impervious to the pain of his broken legs, because he had suffered worse things in his first life. He was impervious to fear, because he had already seen hell countless times. He didn't feel the heat of the flames because his nerves had long since evaporated. There was no pain, no terror, no lamentation; all there was was a idea, a instint that drove the remnant that had once been Dante.
"Finish with the culprit of all this"
Under any normal circumstances, assassinating one or more Gods as a 'mere' human would be an impossible task.
But he who once called himself Dante, knew no such word.
Despite having his mind in ruins, his instinct and will were enough to take the weapon he had been carrying on his back thanks to that special holster. He withdrew it from the sheath, and then lifted the sword that had accompanied him all these years.
Pulling out all the pieces of power he still had, the sword "throbbed" in the presence of the "dragon".
With his body about to be extinguished, he no longer cared about the price to be paid.
In order to end once and for all the suffering caused by them, he offered to the sword, what 'it' had been asking of him
"Take what is left of my life, and eliminate them both!"—So as his last act, the remnant that had once been Dante, whispered his last words with his last breaths—"I'm sorry red dragon"—And he raised with full force that sword filled with an immense purple aura, that for a moment seemed to connect the earth with the sky, after the 'contract' with the weapon was established—"But that son of a bitch, he must die!"—And then, with a simple up and down motion, he swung from afar that sword, dropping its massive aura on the dragon and the 'man' in its maw 'in front' of him, not before finishing the 'contract' with the devilish weapon, by 'releasing' they true name-"Nae[XXX]!"
*Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom!*-And so it was that devil sword, [xxx], ended once and for all with everything that was put in front of it. Shattering into multiple pieces after their aura fell upon they 'sneake targets' as Toni's hair lost vitality, turning white; his battered face and body aging at an incredibly fast rate. Going from a young 18 year old to a decrepit old man in less than a second.
And from somewhere far in the distance...
Despite her incredibly acute hearing thanks to her status as a high-class demon, A wounded Rias didn't manage to hear correctly what "Toni" said the next moment after she finally found his figure among all the devastation, her anguished screams plus the subsequent shockwave drowned out all sound. Not to mention, the wave of power from that sword collapsed the lengths of the streets in front of Toni (An incredibly wide and seemingly endless channel had formed), obscured by the explosion of purple light that "Toni's" final act had unleashed.
And when the light faded all that remained was a decimated length of land that had once contained streets and buildings. That and the slowly disintegrating form of a "man", and a dragon of colossal size.
She then turned to "Toni", expecting to see the last of his life slip away; to see his corpse fall.
She had refused to leave him. Her servants had escaped long ago despite their insistent complaints because she had for the first time given them an order they were not allowed to break. She was too stubborn to leave to his fate that boy who had done so much for her, and who a part of her heart had begun to beat for him, and that is why the tears were flooding her cheeks intensely.
But when she turned her attention back to the boy's figure, When she approached him as fast as she could as she flew through the skies, She didn´t encounter a corpse, but instead, was greeted by the sight of a white-haired young man, asleep and lying on the ground with his clothes in tatters, fully restored to the peak of his health.
A massive and incredibly strong magical aura now being emitted from his body. An aura that was both divine and demonic at the same time.
An aura that ascended to the heavens for a brief moment, like a pillar of energy that was announcing to the world that 'something' that Rías now knew.
Thankfully she had been lucky enough not to run into 'them', that aura was something she had never felt before, but that phenomenon was something she knew very well thanks to the forbidden books she had read. Generally the description of the phenomenon was published as a warning.
A warning, which told every demon that the creature born of the ritual she had just witnessed, was something that could only be described as 'Transcendental', and therefore, should not be offended under any circumstances.
A ritual born of a 'sacrifice'
A 'sacrifice' necessary for the ritual of the [XXX] to be completed
A ritual that needs the sacrifice of a God at the hands of a human being.
So now she was observing, how the blessing of the [XXX] had been bestowed upon the Kusanagi.
If a human being is very, very, very, very lucky, he or she will become "something" superior when they ends the life of a Deity.
Kings of Mankind. Champions. God Slayer. Supreme-Sorcerers. Arisen. True Demon-Kings. Rakshasa-Raja.
They received many names throughout the different ages.
But the angels and demons call them by another name: "Nephalem": Which mean, Giants of Giants.
Children blessed by the biblical heaven.
Beings possessing both human, demonic and divine characteristics. Mixed-blood beings who, despite being partly demons, are able to use the powers of the gods they slay. Both the heavenly graces of the angels and the dark powers of the demonic deities.
And now, a new "Nephalem" has been born.