Yo, Luka here.
If you're reading this then you got through the mess that was the first chapter.
I don't have anything else to say, so enjoy I guess.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own High School dxd
House Shax Territory
Non-descript Mine
When Father suggest that he assist him in duties as Lord of the House, Silas thought he would be taking a more active role in his decision making, not being turning into a glorified man servant.
The Heir sighed and pinched his nose as he approached the entrance to the compound that housed the mine's centre of operations.
The mine in question wasn't anything special really, just mining mundane ore to be processed into something better or sold in bulk to one of their trade partners.
In fact the sole reason why he was here was that the mine's output was less than what was projected, in other words something was off, and someone thought they could slip one by his Father and pocket extra cash on the side. Not to mention reports of abuse among the labourers.
Devils may be creatures of sin but good hard workers were difficult to come by, so his father ensured they were all treated well.
Each mine was run by someone his father had selected personally, and they were sufficiently compensated for their work. The mere thought of someone betraying his Father's trust made his blood boil as he waltzed into the main compound.
"Hey! You! What do you think you're doing here!?"
His march was halted by one of the guards in uniform. He looked to be in his late forties, and was rather round for his position. He was accompanied by two other guards, the way the two followed behind him denoted him as their superior.
Silas in turn looked around before pointing to himself,
"Who? Me?"
"Yes you! What are you doing here? I'll have you slaving away and mining rocks for the rest of your miserable life if you don't answer me!"
The incessant screeching of the fat guard grated on his nerves, noting that the guard in question had no authority to do as he threatened either.
"Yeah? On whose authority?" He challenged.
"On my authority,"
A new voice called out, it was an aged old man in a fancy suit and jewellery of such quality he was positive that someone of his position would be incapable of affording them.
'Found you,' Judging from his earlier statement and how the guards seemed to listen to him Silas was sure that he had found the operations head. His target.
"Yeah? Who might you be?"
The fancy bastard bristled at his casual remark and started going off about authority and making him slave away in the mines where no one would ever find him.
Getting tired of his ranting Silas spoke out once more,
"If I recall correctly Lord Shax prohibited slavery in his mines,"
"Oh that? I was chosen for this position by the Lord himself, I'm sure my esteemed lord would find no issue by doing so, in fact without paying them our production went up considerably too! I'm sure he would be delighted by the work we do here!"
The way the Bastard abused his Father's name made Silas' rage peak, it took all the will power he had not to summon Stahl and slaughter these pigs here and now.
'I would be delighted to end their lives," Stahl's cold and metallic voice reverberated throughout his head, forming a magical contract with the artificial knight allowed Stahl to serve his master even he wasn't summoned, yet affecting the physical world still required the presence of his body.
The bastard didn't stop at besmirching his Father's name either, he continued to arrogantly threaten Silas with threats of slavery or death.
His wrath reaching a new peak Silas clenched his gauntleted fist,
"I can't believe my Father would ever put a disgusting pig like you in charge," he said with a snarl,
"Wait- what?" The man stepped back, eyes widening in realisation.
"I can't even bother to remember your name, if it were up to me I would slaughter you all like the dogs you are; however, my father wishes for answers,"
Silas chose that moment to release his magic and bloodlust. The Guards and the Operations head buckled under the intense pressure.
Gritting his misshapen teeth the Operations head roared in defiance flaring his own magic to life,
"I have come too far to be sto-" His words were interrupted when a pillar of steel rammed straight into his gut, making him keel over in pain.
Silas watched as the man pathetically laid there on the ground, he turned and glared at the guards.
"Surrender," He commanded
The guards were quick to abandon their weapons and stand at attention.
Silas gave them no order as he picked up his target by the collar and teleported out of the mine.
Shax Family Manor
The room briefly glowed bright purple as the teleportation circle roared to life, a blinding flash ensued and in the middle of the room was the young Heir and his target.
Handing him off to a nearby servant to be taken to the dungeons, Silas made his way to report to his Father at his office.
As he made his way there he took several moments to calm himself, lest he let his feelings over the matter affect him anymore than they already did.
Learning that someone that his father though he could trust damage and besmirch his Family's name left him seething.
When Silas had reached his Father's study he had sufficiently calmed himself down, and knocked on the door.
"You may enter," His Father's voice resounded out from within,
Opening the door to see his Father sitting at his desk, neck deep in paper work.
Most likely having sensed his previous emotions, Lord Shax sighed and looked up at his son with tired eyes.
"Alright, how bad was it?"
"He abused the authority you granted to him and deliberately went against your wishes, most likely to line his own pockets. I caught the bastard before investigating further. I've sent him to the cells for you to deal with,"
His Father groaned into his hand, feeling a headache coming through already.
"Well it's good to have that problem nipped at the bud before it could grow any worse; anyhow, onto lighter news." He turned to his son, fully giving Silas his attention.
"Have you heard of the evil pieces?"
"Ajuka's creation? A little, from what Grayfia tells me they're not well liked by the Old Satan Faction very well, something about weakening the devil race or some cut,"
His Father paused at the mention of the Former Lucifuge Heir,
"I was unaware you were meeting with her," He teased with a smirk,
Silas scowled at the insinuation, though it lacked any real rage.
"She has had more time to herself after Euclid took the title of Heir, she has handled the change smoothly and has shown no signs of resentment. I dare say that she's happier now too,"
"Oh really? Why's that?"
Silas shrugged,
"I don't know, though she has mentioned she enjoyed meeting more frequently now that she has had the time,"
Lord Shax's shit eating grin couldn't possibly get any worse.
Silas groaned at his Father's reaction before desperately changing the topic.
"You said something about evil pieces right?"
He smirked in victory before answering,
"Yes, I did. How would you feel to start your own set?" He asked, taking out a decorated box from beneath his desk.
Silas' eyes widened as he stared at the box, his father opened the container and showed turned it around to show him the contents.
He delicately picked one of the fifteen pieces from within, the king piece, and admired it in his hand.
Silas gave his father a grin, brimming with excitement.
"When can I start?"
Britain
Fields of Camlann
The scent of burning fields and bodies permeated the air, in the distance a once great and most holy city now lay razed and in ruins.
In the distance away, limping away from the battle was the battered form of a once proud knight fallen to rebel against his king, their red and silver armour was battered and punctured in several places. Wounds covered their form, but still they persisted.
Despite their sorry state the knight in question wasn't bemoaning in pain, or making some pathetic attempt in survival, they were laughing. It was a quiet and pained thing, yet it was filled with maniacal joy.
Reaching upon the crest of a small hill, they turned around and drew in the sights of what they had caused. Eyes trailing over the remnants of their army clashing with the remaining defenders in small skirmishes. How the bodies piled into mounds and men screamed for their mothers.
Finally their eyes landed on the Fallen figure of the once great King Arthur Pendragon, and his blade Excalibur, which was shattered before him.
They were brought out of their most scenic view when a purple light bloomed to life near him, ignoring their injuries they levelled their blade to the new figure approaching.
His gait was slow, dark black blazer and purple purple dress shirt was out of place in a battle such as this, though he took notice of his armoured arms and legs.
Clap Clap Clap
The sound of metal gauntlets clapping against each other rang out, even over the battle below. Then the man spoke to the fallen knight.
"Mordred... The King Slayer, Usurper, Rebel, Betrayer. Quite the impressive list of names,"
Mordred glared at the man, drawing his sword he levelled it at the purple haired dastard.
"I only know of one race that comes to men like me die. Here for my soul, devil?"
The man shrugged, "Maybe, depends on your answer, and put that thing down I'm not here to fight you."
Hesitatingly lowering his sword, he pointed at the devil,
"Who the hell are you anyway?"
"My name is Silas Shax, and I have a few questions for you sir Knight,"
Mordred grunted and waved at him,
"Away with that sir Knight Bullshit, what do you want?"
"Why?"
Mordred head snapped to his direction,
"The hell do mean why?"
"Don't play coy with me, why have you done all this."
"I've seen the way you haze at your former king, there was once pride serving under him, and even now I see hints of regret behind your gaze and don't bother denying it either, I'll know."
The Fallen Knight looked down at the ground before directing his gaze at the fallen form of Arthur.
"Arthur was a magnificent leader, but even he had flaws. Narrow minded even to the bitter end,"
"Is that why? A difference in opinion?"
Silas could feel the dark knight's rage spike after hearing his words,
"It was more than that dammit! What is the point of justice and truth without mercy!? Why must he slaughter dozens to save hundred!? He would kill a man for stealing to feed his starving daughter,"
Silas could feel there was more unsaid.
"You were his bastard were you not?" It was a statement more so than a question.
"I did everything I could to make his proud, to faithfully serve as his knight, but it was never enough," Mordred cast his gaze back towards the devil.
"There you have it, the root of my sins. Come to take me to hell now?"
Silas stared at the black knight, mulling something over before looking at him dead in the eyes.
"That depends entirely on your answer to my next question, Mordred Pendragon, would you be willing to serve me as my knight? I cannot guarantee that I would be a better leader than Arthur himself, but I will try to match your expectations. Should you deny this I will let you go, whether you die or live is entirely up to you,"
Both were silent. Silas had made his offer, and though he did not outwardly show it, he was anxious for his reply.
"On one condition,"
Silas nodded his head, motioning for him to continue.
"I'll follow you around, help you fight your battles. But I'll have a say in what I do, I will not be a mindless attack dog,"
"Those are acceptable,"
Mordred nodded, before pausing.
"So uh, what the hell do we do from here?"
Silas responded by taking out a knight piece,
"This."
Without warning Silas pressed the piece against Mordred's chest, and to the knight's surprise was absorbed into him.
He looked up to Silas about to demand some answers when his body glowed with an otherworldly light.
Looking over his own body he could feel something within himself changing, altering his very existence.
Once the light show died down he glared at the purple haired devil,
"What did you do to me?" He demanded
"I made you stronger, the knight piece increases the speed and agility to those it is given to. In turn the recipient is sworn to their new lord and made into a reincarnated devil in the process. Think of it as perks of your new role,"
Mordred clenched his fist as he looked over his own body. His wounds were healed, and he felt lighter than ever before.
He gave a grin to his new liege lord,
"When do we start?"
Silas gave him a grin in response.
Japan
Honnoji Temple
When Silas arrived at Honnoji Temple, he was greeted with flames bringing the probably once beautiful temple into ruins.
Feeling as though he was slightly on the clock, he marched onwards to the main compound undeterred by the flames that surrounded him.
As he made his way through the burning temple, he saw pockets of resistance among the defenders, but they were quickly overwhelmed and cut down by their enemies who greatly outnumbered them.
Still, he had to commend them for their loyalty. To fight and die just so their Lord might even have a sliver of a chance to escape.
Silas smiled at their display, he had heard much about his target. To inspire such loyalty into these men must mean his has quite the character.
Arriving at the central building he saw the the gates were open and the guards lay slain,
Walking past the bodies and entering the building himself he finally lays eyes on his target.
The man in question was a Japanese Warlord in his late 40s, clad in full samurai armour fit for a warlord he dances in between the blades of his enemies.
His name was Oda Nobunaga, The Conquerer of the Warring States.
He sidestepped the downward slash from one of his attackers before retaliating by slicing the offender by the gut.
Spinning around and parrying a strike from an enemy who sought to attack from behind, he decapitated the man for his attempt.
Feeling the need to step in before the enemies finally overwhelmed his target, Silas barricaded the entrances with walls of steel and raised his armoured hand, runes on the gauntlet briefly flashing.
"LANZE!"
Lances of steel erupted from the ground and floated into the air behind him, before they launched at breakneck speeds towards a final group of enemies.
Nobunaga blinked in surprise at the sudden appearance of a strangely dressed foreigner and his onmyōji, lances of steel that pierced through his foes and nailed them into the wall.
Taking a look at his surroundings he noticed that the entrances to the temple had been cut off, realising that they were alone he looked the stranger in the eye, but did not sheathe his blade.
"The Great Conquerer of the Warring States, The Great Fool of Owari, and... snrk Demon King of the Sixth Heaven," He let out a snort at his last title,
The man's eyes narrowed at him, raising his katana with one hand and pointing it at him.
"It seems you have heard a great deal about me, unfortunately I cannot say the same about you. What brings you here at such a time as this?"
Silas let a smile grow onto his face, spreading his arms wide and letting his wings grow from his back,
"My name is Silas, and I am here to offer you an accord,"
The warlord widened his eyes at the bat like appendages that sprung from his back,
"You... are you yōkai? What could you possibly offer me?"
Chuckling at his reaction Silas let his arms down,
"Close... I am a devil, the Heir to the 44th Pillar of the Underworld, House Shax. What I offer is a chance for something more, you nobly fought to unite your people under a single banner, only to be betrayed at the very last moment because of their greed, and paranoia."
Oda hardened his eyes and breathed a deep breathe,
"I do not need for you to recount my life in front of me devil, I am very much aware of how my life has turned out. I asked what you could offer-"
CRASH!
Ice erupted from the steel wall, interrupting their conversation.
Stepping through the rubble was a women with long raven hair, her beautiful face was contorted into a furious sneer, and her purple kimono was covered in soot and ash from the flames outside.
"Oda-sama! Step away from him!"
The women raised her hand, and out from it came spears of ice that threatened to impale Silas.
"Nōhime, stop!"
The spears of ice that surrounded her dissipated into cold blue mist, still she gave Silas a glare that could kill.
Silas however, was mildly intrigued. If it wasn't obvious before, then Nobunaga calling her Nōhime confirmed her as his wife but, she gave off a sense of the supernatural.
Widening his eyes in realisation he laughed, causing the two others present to give him an odd look.
"Hahahaha! Oda you mad man! I had pegged you for someone special before, but marrying a yōkai? A Yuki-Onna at that too!? Brilliant!"
The murderous pressure from Oda increased tenfold when he processed what he had said,
"What are you implying devil? My love for Nōhime is true, and I would never leave her, even with the Yuki-Onna's curse,"
Nōhime in question, blushed at his declaration of their love, but the moment was ruined when Silas' wheezing came to an end.
Waving a hand to hopefully calm the irritated noble down he composed himself fully.
"No no no it's fine, A-ahem! Anyways as I was going to say! How would you like to put your skills for a better cause. Your loyal men have died for nothing, having been betrayed by your allies. Let them kill each other, and serve under me. I promise you that no sacrifice I make will be in vain,"
He could feel their gazes pierce through them, judging him silently to see if his proposal was worth damning their souls.
Finally the Warlord spoke,
"Are you offering this opportunity to us, or just I?"
Silas hummed, A Yuki-Onna would certainly be a powerful piece, and it would save him the trouble of finding a suitable bishop.
"If she would accept, I will not take anyone to serve me unless they were willing."
The couple shared a look, a silent conversation was held between them.
Silas received his answer when the Warlord sheathed his blade, and the woman relaxed her stance and let go of her ice magic.
"We accept your proposal,"
Smiling wide, Silas brought out two pieces from his breast pocket.
A Bishop and a knight piece, giving the knight to Oda, and the bishop his wife.
The pair briefly as their bodies absorbed the pieces and became apart of his peerage.
Smiling widely at the members of the peerage he beckoned both to step into the magic circle he had set up,
"Come it's time to meet the rest of the family,"
Shax Family Manor
When Silas and his two new peerage members teleported into the household he was greeted with the sight of Mordred lazily sitting on a couch, now clad in some comfortable black clothes. The Blonde knight had his feet in the air, and looking at Silas with a completely bored expression.
"Yo boss, these new guys our new friends?" He asked, looking over the pair of Japanese royalty as they looked around the mansion in curiosity.
Silas sighed and pinched his nose, head shaking in exasperation.
"Mordred, what have I told you about meeting new people?"
"To make a good impression?"
"And what are you doing now?"
Mordred looked down on himself and shrugged,
"Nothing wrong from what I can see,"
"I believe what my master suggests is that you make yourself seem presentable Mordred,"
Came the metallic voice of Stahl from the hallway, having come in after sensing his master return.
Mordred only bothered flipped the animated suit off with a nonchalant shrug in return.
Silas let out one final suffering sigh before introducing his new peerage members to the knightly pair.
"Mordred, Stahl, meet Oda Nobunaga and his wife Nōhime, our new knight and bishop respectively.,"
The Japanese pair bowed politely in unison.
"Oda, Nōhime, meet Mordred and Stahl, my Knight and Pawn,"
Mordred gave a lazy wave from his position on the couch, and Stahl nodded in their direction.
"I know that all of you may differ greatly from one and another, but now where all a team. Meaning that we need to learn how to live together, so Mordred, asking for a friendly fight and spar is allowed as long as you don't badger anyone about it,"
The dark knight bristled at the comment and shot upright from his seat to glare at him,
"Oi! The hell am I being singled out for?"
"Your first instinct when meeting my Father was to fight him. You're lucky that he was not offended by your actions, I would've hated to find a new piece so soon after getting one,"
That shut the dark knight up, but he still did not retract his glare, though it lacked any real heat.
"Your companions are... Interesting, Lord Shax," Commented Oda from his wife's side, who was also looking on in befuddlement.
"Was it truly wise to put our faith into this man, my Lord?" His wife whispered into his ear, super human hearing was the sole reason why Silas could hear it at all.
"I understand that initial meetings have been less than productive," He gave Mordred a look, the knight flipped him the bird, "But make no mistake, on the battlefield each and every one of us is capable of annihilating small armies by our selves,"
Nōhime had the decency to look sheepish at being caught, "Apologies, Lord Shax. It has been a long day,"
"It's fine, I understand that one might need some time to cool down after being betrayed,"
She sent him a grateful look and he nodded in kind, seeing as everyone had calmed down and more or less been introduced to each other he clapped his hands and addressed all of them.
"Now that we all know each other, why don't we take some time to cool down or get to know each other? I have a report to send to my Father so I will be busy in the meantime, any needs should be addressed to the family servants too. I will also talk to my Father to see if he has anything for us to do as a team, it will be our very first mission as a group and I have high expectations with each and every one of you,"
Everyone nodded their heads in confirmation, Mordred in particular seemed to be very interested in finally stretching his legs.
Silas looked at his developing peerage with a smile, while it might still be missing a few pieces yet, they were all coming together nicely.
AN:
And so the team slowly assembles.
Information regarding when the evil pieces were created is scarce so I guessed who might have been around to be reincarnated, who knew that an anime based around big booby bitches doesn't really care that much about deeper lore?
So I kinda ran the list off the top of my head and went: Well, who is a cool person/thing that would fit right in hell?
Also yes, if you haven't noticed both Oda Nobunaga and Nōhime are based of their portrayals in Nioh 2. With some alterations of course.
I'm already planning on adding more members at a later date, on that note: Should I include characters based off of characters from different franchises? Like some servants from the Fate series or some such.
Finally, I decided to nerd out and make little character sheets for each of the peerage members but I'm on the fence on whether I should keep doing this when we introduce the other peerage members because it does inflate the story up quite a bit.
Anyways, adios!
Peerage Information
NAME:
Silas Shax
TITLE(S):
Heir of House Shax, The Metal Monster of the Mountains
PIECE:
King Piece
CLASS:
Ultimate Class Devil
SIN(S):
Greed, Pride
FAMILY TRAIT:
Power over Metal (Mutated from Geomancy)
SPECIAL SKILLS/EQUIPMENT:
Master Artificer, Devil Magic,
ADDITIONAL INFO:
Silas is the sole child and heir of the Shax Family, as such he has been personally tutored by the best that his family has to offer.
Silas has always been an easygoing person, and to most he meets is a polite and endearing devil. Yet he has shown his ability to flip on a switch, he is blunt and makes his dislike known to any that offend him.
When out and about he tries to maintain a cold and aloof facade; although, much to his embarrassment he usually ends up making a fool of himself.
As the sole remainder of his family, Lord Shax and Silas have always maintained an amicable relationship. Information regarding Lady Shax and any of their relatives has always been a forbidden topic within the household.
His title as the Metal Monster of the Mountains Stems from the tales where he was sent to eliminate a group stray fallen who had wandered in and set their base in Shax territory. When he had arrived the fallen themselves had set up in an old abandoned fort from the Great War.
After failing to negotiate he had used metal from the very fortifications they hid behind and slaughtered any who fought back with a twisted mass of iron and steel.
The Shax family trait was originally geomancy, which helped them find the resource rich mountains their family has owned for generations. While rare, devil traits mutating into something else in not entirely unheard of, but can cause complications in some.
Fortunately Silas was one of the few where the mutation had not effected him too severely; however, he has lost any ability to control earth completely.
His ability to control and feel for metal helped in his passion for creating, his studies of enchanting and rune craft only supplemented his skill as an artificer.
His magnum opus is his very best friend, and loyal knight: Stahl
The process of creating Stahl took centuries, at first he was nothing more than a golem made to move by magic, but as Silas' skills continued to grow so did Stahl's capabilities and personality.
The nature of Stahl's soul and creation are the deepest protected secretes that Silas keeps, he enjoys Ajuka's attempts as much as he finds them annoying.
Peerage Information
NAME:
Stahl
TITLE(S):
The First Knight of Shax, TinMan
PIECE(S):
4x Pawn Pieces
CLASS:
Middle Class
SIN:
N/A
SACRED GEAR:
N/A
SPECIAL SKILLS/EQUIPMENT:
Boundless Endurance, Disposable Body, Modifiable Body, Magic Nullification, Mana Core
ADDITIONAL INFO:
Stahl is both Silas' first creation and his magnum opus. He takes great pride in being able to call himself Silas' friend and loyal knight, outside of his duties given to him by Silas he often spends time with Mordred, whether it be banter or sparring.
The two knights of Shax have a sort of rivalry between the two of them, and would compete regularly. Yet it is unmistakable that the two share an unbreakable bond of comradeship.
Stahl is the result of decades of hard work and countless hours of research, he is a sentient suit of animated armour; however, he is not limited to what suit he can possess.
The evil pieces themselves are bound to Stahl's artificial soul. As such, not only does he have boundless stamina as his nature as an animated suit, but even the utter destruction of his body won't be enough to kill him as he will simply posses a new one.
The process of binding a quasi-artificial soul to a host object can be described as an inferior version of creating actual sacred gears, literally gods work. This alone speaks leagues of Silas' skill as an artificer.
Silas wanted Stahl to be the very best of his creations, thus his body has an entire plethora of enchantments and modifications to enhance his combat capabilities on the field. This also supplements the pawn piece's promotion ability.
In terms of strength and skill Stahl can give a high-class devil a run for their money; however, being an animated suit of armour prevents him from fielding his own magic, thus his status as a middle class devil.
This also means he cannot promote into a bishop, or use magic while promoted to a queen.
To rectify this weakness, Silas imbedded the ability to seal the magic of others to even the playing field, but this does not work on racial skills, such as an Angel's holy light, a pure blood Devil's family trait, and a Yōkai's inherent abilities.
Stahl's bodies are powered by mana cores, this allows him to act independently from his master and gives him a surplus of magical energy he can turn into strength. The core itself generates a lot of heat, which stahl has learned to use in combat, but prolonged use may melt his body.
Peerage Information
NAME:
Mordred Pendragon
TITLE(S):
King Slayer, Betrayer, He Who Shattered Excalibur
PIECE:
Mutated Knight
CLASS:
High Class Reincarnated Devil
SIN:
Wrath and Pride
SACRED GEAR:
N/A
SPECIAL SKILLS/EQUIPMENT:
Clarent, Blade Breaker
ADDIOTIONAL INFO:
Once a knight of the round who betrayed and killed his own king, destroying Excalibur in the process.
He is brash, hot headed, and constantly looking for a good fight. Though he has disregarded honour as a meaningless excuse to kill, he still holds values of justice in high regard.
Mordred has a fierce rivalry with Shax's first knight and pawn Stahl, and often starts competition with anything when the two are paired together. While he would rather stab himself with Clarent before admitting it, he values his friendship with the artificial knight greatly.
His iconic blade is named Clarent, once a holy blade intended to be wielded by Arthur in a time of peace it was stolen by Mordred and turned against the people it was made to protect.
The former holy sword has been corrupted into a demonic blade that shares Mordred's lust for battle, growing stronger alongside the dark knight as the battle rages on.
After shattering Excalibur, Clarent was bestowed with the concept of 'Legendary Blade Breaker'. Being so well known for shattering the Legendary blade has given it the ability to shatter other blades of lesser make, works better on holy weapons.
Mordred himself finds the ability amusing, seeing the faces of Church exorcist as pitiable as their holy weapons granted to them by god shatter in their hands before he inevitably ends them.
Peerage Information
NAME:
Oda Nobunaga
TITLES:
Conquerer of the Warring States, Great Fool of Owari, Demon King of the Sixth Heaven
PIECE:
Knight
CLASS:
High Class Reincarnated Devil
SIN:
Pride
SACRED GEAR:
N/A
SPECIAL SKILLS/EQUIPMENT:
Master Tactician, Outstanding Charisma, Dōjigiri Yasutsuna
ADDITIONAL INFO:
Oda Nobunaga is a Japanese Warlord who sought to unite Japan under his rule, but the greed and jealousy of his so called allies ended him and his ambition before it could ever be realised.
Outside of battle, Oda is a calm and collected man. Taking pleasure in simple things such as literature and conversing with others over tea, when not doing either of those he is with his wife, Nōhime.
Fitting of a man called the "Conquerer of the Warring States", Oda possess a keen tactical mind, and displays great adaptability, never doing the same thing twice and keeping his opponents guessing.
As seen with his actions during the siege of Mount Hiei, he is willing to do anything to achieve victory, even if it must mean he must burn holy sites of great importance and be labelled as a Demon King.
Even with his titles and reputation as "The Great fool of Owari", Oda managed to assemble one of the largest armies in Japan with his charisma alone. He instilled such loyalty in his troops that they would fight to the death if it meant even the slightest chance of victory for their lord.
His personal blade, Dōjigiri Yasutsuna was gifted to him by the Ashikaga clan. The weapon is the very weapon that the Japanese hero of legend Minamoto no Raikō used to the slay the Yōkai of Mount Oe, The boy faced Shuten-Dōji.
The weapon itself is renowned for slaying the legendary monster, as such the weapon has gained special anti monster properties, anything decidedly
non-humanoid in nature are hurt even further by the weapon. This trait has even greater affect on Yōkai.
Peerage Information
NAME:
Nōhime
TITLE(S):
Kichō
PIECE:
Bishop
CLASS:
High Class Reincarnated Devil
SIN:
Greed
SACRED GEAR:
N/A
SPECIAL SKILLS/EQUIPMENT:
Yōkai Heritage (Yuki-Onna), Tsumetai Kokoro
ADDITIONAL INFO:
Nōhime is the legal wife of Oda Nobunaga
Outwardly she maintains a cold persona to all that meet her, yet to anyone that knows her she is a socially awkward lovesick school girl with an overprotective streak.
She can go from murdering dozens of her husbands enemies to fawning over him in a second. When not with and or following her husband she is rather socially awkward, she stumbles on her words and will rarely ever initiate a conversation.
This isn't because she dislikes the person she's talking to or hates talking in general, rather she has no idea how to start one and has trouble maintaining one despite the best of her abilities.
Nōhime is a yōkai, and a yuki-onna at that. Her control over ice is full of beauty and grace, she can make the temperature of a room drop to the negatives with a snap of her fingers, and summon massive blizzards with a wave of her hand.
Such is the skill of the ice princess who was thought to have a icy heart that no-one would ever be able to melt, her suitors were many, but all failed to break the ice that incased her heart.
This is a result of the Yuki-onna's curse, that their husbands are destined to die horrible deaths, and as a result she shut herself from the outside word so that she may never go through the pain of losing her beloved.
Until the Great Fool of Owari came knocking at her door. Oda Nobunaga had done what was once thought impossible and melted the ice around her heart.
As such her personal sin is greed. She is not greedy for wealth, she is greedy for the attention and care her husband gives her.
Were anything to happen to Nobunaga, Silas fears hell itself might freeze over from her fury alone.
Her naginata, Tsuemetai Kokoro, was gifted to her by her Father as a wedding gift. The pole arm is attuned to her spiritually and can be summed at will, the weapon is imbued with the properties of ice and allows her to channel her powers though the weapon.
The blade itself leaves a light trail of freezing mist.
