Disclaimer: I do not own Danmachi or make profits off this fanfiction. AN: In this fanfiction I've decided that Spirits can indeed have children, but only if they have bonded a part of their soul to a mortal race. That part resulting in the birth of a child that is a Half-Spirit. In this story Aiz and Bell will both be Half Spirits.

Soaking water bolts leapt from the water that Aphrodessa rode on. The water she had conjured formed into the body of an squid that launched its' tentacles at Bell. Bell ran around the field and leaped into a series of dives to dodge the tentacles. He was slammed multiple times by the tentacles and kept getting back up after rolling to avoid another hit.

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Bete ran through the dungeon's famous Water City. He kicked a Raider Fish until it's body gave into ash. Its' magic stone and raider fish fang dropped. He stepped past the loot leaving it for the supporters to collect. It was Bete's day to collect loot for the debt that Loki Familia was straddled with suddenly. Bete grumbled as he kicked an Aqua Serpent next and went after it with a fury. It was unfair that the weaklings were just letting themselves be attacked. If they were born strong like him, then the Loki Familia wouldn't be straddled with debt unnecessarily.

Unbeknownst to Bete, Ottaria walked through the Water City. She eliminated multiple monsters herself. She gathered the magic stones and observed Bete wipe out the monsters from below him. Ottaria remembered her Mission and promised that she would fulfill it.

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Bell felt his back meet the fence of the back yard. His magic had nearly ended and his body felt it was battered senselessly. He got to his elbows and struggled to get up. But, he kept getting up.

Aphrodessa leered down at him with battlelust taking over her eyes. She never felt this way before about a peer. He was getting up with each blow or dodging her magic. The Tidal Wave that Aphrodessa used would take on nearly any form. The Squid being one of her favorites. With its' six tentacles, the attacks that came from her were fierce and numerous. Most of her peers fell within the first five minutes of a fight. But, Bell had just kept getting up.

It was seven minutes now and Bell was now experiencing Mind Down. His head rolled back and his feet walked of their own accord. He felt his back burn brightly as the lightning that had awaken in him race through his body.

He gripped his knife and willed himself to exit the mind down. He lifted his dagger eye level and broke into a dash. He ran faster and faster than any normal Level 1 adventurer.

Bell leaped into the air as he moved his arm to attack. Aphrodessa sent a tentacle forward and slammed into Bell. He was foolish for attacking from such a distance. As Bell flew back he focused his eyes on Aphrodessa.

He felt his Magic nearly leaving him. The lightning with red eyes went up into the sky. The lightning that now appeared behind him had white hair. She whispered into his ear the sound of thunder. Bell's eyes opened wide as he remembered how Ms. Syr fought. The feathers rained down from her cloak as knives.

Bell flung his arm letting his dagger fly. Aphrodessa was shocked as the white haired lightning woman surrounded the knife. Bell felt himself be washed away and lost consciousness.

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Freya was very pleased with her Odr. While, she thought that the various men in her Familia might have been her Odr at one point or another. None had gotten her so riled up enough from the very beginning. Most of the men in her Familia had a sister who was far stronger than them. These men were usually brought into the Familia on a whim. Only the girls of her Familia were really someone that Freya sought long passionate nights with. She would welcome the men in her chambers, but not without being accompanied by a woman or two. He would have to please them, for they did not earn the reward of their Goddess. Only her Odr would receive that pleasure.

But, Bell was different. She wanted him from the start. She felt her hips move in excitement. Her lips were dry so she decided to lick them. She salivated at the idea of pleasing Bell instead of being pleased. She would entertain him enough to where he would submit to her willingly when she was done with her fun.

She spoke as she watched Aphrodessa be scared by the hurled knife, "Bless me with her beauty, her lyrical voice and doting eyes. For I am envious of her. If just for one day I could be her. Then, I would know boundless joy. Vana Seith."

Hörn turned to Freya and bid Syr farewell, "I hope he enjoys his reward as much as you enjoy giving it."

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Syr had the unique ability to update the status of the Freya Familia. It did help that she was basically Freya in the disguise of a mortal. But, she often didn't do this.

She only did it with her Executives, with them knowing how Syr did it. After the update, Syr quickly rolled Bell onto his back. She enjoyed how his hair felt on her thighs. She was letting him enjoy the rest he needed. She knew that he would enjoy waking up soon.

She looked over his new status update with a smile. Never before had a member of the Freya Familia rose so quickly. Let alone any Adventurer in Orario.

Bell Cranel. Race: Half-Spirit (Tonitrus). Occupation: Adventurer. Alias: -

Strength: 37-I, Defense: 101-H, Dexterity: 62-I, Agility: 127-H and Magic: 15-I

Magic

{Lightning Incarnate} "I race across the sky. Bouncing from Cumulus to Nimbus, and plunge from Stratus. Terra Firma shatters when I land. Mine is the last sound you'll hear. I am, Lightning Incarnate. " (The user's Dexterity and Agility dramatically increase; drawing on the Falna of their ancestors. Their body produce a blue aura that is reminiscent of lightning. And their touch stuns most targets. The time the stun lasts varies depending on the Magic Basic Ability.)

Skill

{Liaris Freese} Fast growth as long as the feeling lasts. The strength of the effects corresponds with the level of the user's feelings. As a side effect, it makes the user immune to charms.

Syr heard her Odr mewl, "Oh, is my Hött waking up?"

Bell woke feeling a warmth and feeling linen on something soft yet hard. His eyes looked up at Syr who was wearing a simple white linen dress.

Bell looked up and blushed at the view. The moonlight illuminated Syr and showed how curvaceous she was from the waist up.

Syr smiled down at him, "Enjoying your pillow?"

Bell rose from her lap and rolled across the bed. Turning into a bow with his forehead touching the bedsheets, "Ms. Syr, please forgive me."

Syr tilted her head and touched her chin with her index finger, "Oh, was my lap not good enough?"

Bell looked up and then averted his eyes as he blushed, "N-n-no Ms. Syr, I am honored by it. I just don't think I'm worthy."

With a devious smile she said patting her lap, "Let me decide that."

Bell crawled over and was about to lay his head down. However, Syr wrapped his head with her arms. Pulling his face to her bosom. She leaned back to pulling him into laying down on her. His face buried into her soft and round bosom. He blushed so much that he lost consciousness again.

Syr giggled and hugged her rabbit tightly.

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Bell stood inside a special room with Syr. It was her work shop. The room was filled with all sorts of beakers with liquids and bottled concoctions. Lining the walls were a variety of weapons and articles of leather armor. There was a couple of tables lined with potted plants that only grew in the Dungeon, needing small magic stones buried in them to keep them growing. And in the center of the room was a large magic stone carved into a table top. It was 4 feet thick with the length at 12 feet long and the width being 8 feet wide. The giant slab was held up by an white oak frame and legs. The four corners had small ash wood carved ornaments shaped like the heads of falons. With the eyes being small magic stones. Each falcon head looking at the surface of the table.

Bell was gasping in astonishment at the table, "How did you get such a magic stone?"

Syr smiled as she rubbed a hand on the white oak frame, "Ottaria gifted me with the magic stone she won from Amphisbaena. Goddess Freya had it customized into a table top for my work. It was a gift for when I gained the Development Ability, Mystery. Would you like to see how it works?"

Bell nodded with excitement. He admired his senior very much. And the purple dress that she currently wore also looked well on her. It was tight, especially around the hips. Having black feather pattern sewn in across the backless dress.

Syr smiled and giggled internally as Bell's wandering eyes, "Bell, why are you admiring this ol' dress? It's just my workshop clothes."

Hildr stood in the back of the workshop. She had seen Syr's work clothes before. This was not them. Her eyes rolled at how her Goddess was teasing the new Einherjar mercilessly.

Bell replied with a blush as he averted his eyes again, "Sorry Ms. Syr, I did not mean to stare. I'm just so amazed by your talent."

Syr smiled, "Alright, pick something out."

Bell looked around the room and saw a knife that he really liked. Then he thought about one of the spears remembering how Allen was sparing with Alrigga. Liking how it had a reach.

Bell asked gazing at the weapons after pointing to the knife, "Ms. Syr, could Mystery make a knife have a longer reach?"

Syr smiled as she followed Bell's eyes. An idea came to her as she walked over to the wall. She picked up one of the spears and the knife Bell pointed too.

She placed them on the table and began to get some of the plants from her pots. She laid a few flowers on the table and placed down a yellow concoction as well.

She turned to Bell with a smile, "I need a drop of your blood. Specifically from your back. The Mystery that I will be performing will bond it to your Falna."

Bell nodded as he turned around and began to take off his shirt. Syr took the knife Bell selected and made a cut along his back. Bell gritted his teeth and let out a clenched whimper.

Syr cleaned up the wound using her Treatment Development Ability. Running a purple aura covered hand over it. The scar healed up nicely. Closing as if stitched. She poured some Potion on a rag and dabbed it over the scar, healing it.

Bell pulled his shirt back on, "It'll be healed in a day or two, right?"

Syr gave an affirmative nod, "Yes, as you're aware. Those of us with Falna will remain near perfect from any minor damage. Not, major damage like losing a limb for a deep laceration. But, the Potion and treatment will help it along."

Syr had placed the knife down on the table. She placed both hands on the table and closed her eyes. Mystery activated and began to manipulate the energies of the Magic Stone.

The magic stone eyes of the falcon ornamental heads let out lasers to the center of the table. The objects on the table were engulfed by a purple illumination that blanketed the room in it's glow.

Bell starred in awe as the long sleeves of Syr's dress began to billow from the energies. Syr lifted back her head as her eyes opened, glowing purple. The table let out a flash that blinded Bell momentarily.

He blinked as the dark room came back into focus. Bell saw on the table a dazzling dark purple, almost looking black. It was covered in small shines that were the size sand granules, shimmering with all the colors of the rainbow.

Syr smiled at him, "Good ahead and pick it up."

Bell grabbed the light gray silk hilt and gazed at the silver falcon head shaped pummel. It felt incredibly light and it's miracle flowed through him. He instinctively knew a list of commands for it. As if it were an extension of him, "Frakka."

The hilt grew in length to where the light grey silk was now a band under the 7 inch long knife. With the shaft being 2 and half feet long. Bell then smiled in astonishment as he lifted it and tossed it lightly. Noticing it still weighed the same. He returned it to it's original knife form with another command, "Kniv."

Syr walked up to him with her hands behind her back. Her eyes gazed at him with longing, expecting to be adorned.

Bell took the knife into a reverse grip and bowed to her. Syr startled went back and interested why Bell was being so dramatic, "Oh!"

Bell spoke loudly as his heart swelled with gratitude, "Thank you, Ms. Syr."

Syr smiled as her voice brought up Bell's face like it was lifted by her hands, "Now, now Bell. That's not how you properly thank a lady."

Bell asked hopeful to amend his mistake, "How do I repay such kindness?"

Syr closed her eyes in contemplation, "Traditional a kiss would be appropriate."

She then pursed her lips, eager to meet his.

Bell nervously began to move in. His lips forming as well. He closed his eyes and went for it.

Syr smiled as her cheek received what her lips hadn't. Bell pulled back as Syr opened her eyes. Her hand went to her cheek as she gained a blush, "Why Bell, that is so innocent of you."

Bell blushed and looked down, "I hope it was okay. It was my first one."

Syr's brows rose and her eyelids lowered in desire, "Is that so? Well it will be forever treasured by me."