AN: It was brought to my attention from some reviews that the story feels rushed and sloppy. I ain't gonna argue against that. It is sloppy and horribly written compared to others who pursue this as more of a passion or profession.

Don't really know how I would change to do that. And honestly. I don't think I'm gonna change my style [or lack thereof] of writing. I'm doing this for fun. And to calm down my anxiety.

I work a full time job plus mandatory OverTime. I take care of a sick mother. And I have stress dreams constantly about both.

I welcome all constructive criticism. And I am honored that you would critique me. But, my main priorities in life are for my mother, the well being of my brother's house who let's me in his home and working a full time job. I'm very grateful for all that's happening in my life, even if some of it is beyond stressful.

And with that out if the way. Here we are, Bell versus Vulcana.

Disclaimer: I do not own Danmachi or make profits off this fanfiction.

Canoe looked at the lightning bolt magic sword. He winced at the memory of Zanis cutting him off from the wine. Rage roared in his ears, it was the 5th day of his sobriety from Soma wine.

He dropped another empty liquor bottle. The man said with quiet fury, "Nothing."

He no longer felt the serenity of the divine drink. It's effects maddening. He gritted his teeth as he heard the cheers of the crowd outside.

That damn white hair. Ruined everything along with that theiving whore.

Those were the thoughts going through his mind. His flame of life went from purple to dark purple, with sparks of black.

A voice calm him for a moment. The divinity of a deity, "Child, what ails you?"

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Bell was with Syr looking over his Developmental Abilities. He had recovered throughout the night. He asked her with a smile, "Would you be alright with Hero?"

Syr giggled, "It's your Falna. It's up to you."

Bell hummed in thought at the previous month, "This is going to cause a problem for you. The 3 fastest Levels up are the Sword Princess at 14 months, Dungeon Queen at 14 months and some change. Then, you the Falco at 10 months, I remember even from the countryside about the controversial nature of Syr Flova."

Bell had been an Adventurer for 28 days, going onto 29. He had leveled up in less than a month. Something unfathomable to the world, let alone the audience of the Deities.

Bell looked at Syr, "I still dont remember how I got burned from head to toe. In the middle of a hallway, no less."

Syr glared slightly, "Leave that to me and my attendant. We will find the culprit."

Bell pointed at Hero on the paper, "This is my choice. Above all else I wished to be a hero when I came here. And now it's like fate is cheering it on for me."

Syr giggled again, "You know who put that thought in your head, right? The Guild Receptionist."

Bell blushed as he looked at the table where his medal was, "Ms. Eina?"

Syr piped up, "Ms. Eina? Since when did anyone other than I get a Ms.?"

Bell blushed from her teasing, "Not like that, Syr."

Syr smiled at her beloved, "You're growing up so fast."

Bell blushed as he got up, "Excuse me."

Bell went and got out a box from his chest. Syr peaked a brow. Bell opened the box to show a pair of purple Adamantite Vambraces with emerald studs and brown leather straps. The lilac frame of the vambrace shingles were Mithril.

Bell smiled to her, "Lady Alfrigga smithed these to order. Mithril lined vambraces to allow your Mystery easier manipulation."

Syr picked them up as a tear dripped down her cheek, "Oh, you kind man."

She felt his lips capture the tear on her cheek, "Tastes like happiness."

Syr then leered at him as she grabbed him by the shirt collar, "Now you've awaken the falcon. And she's hungry for rabbit."

With a yelp in surprise, Bell was pulled in for a kiss. The strength of a Level 4 Adventurer was rather exciting.

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Bete couldn't believe what was happening. Zanis was acting like his boss or something. Bete growled aloud, "How tough can this cow be if a bunch of 2s need me to take care of it?"

Bete stepped in something that brought him out of his rant. He looked down to see blood on the floor. He let his nose do the heavy lifting as he went to investigate the source.

Charred bodies were in the Irregular Monster Stables. Bete opened the door to see Canoe using a magic sword on the last cage. Bete was in a mix of fear and fury as acidic web slaughtered Canoe, "Weakling, what do you think you're doing!"

The red legs of the Deformis Arachne skittered out as well as the other Irregulars. Bete tensed up in fear, even a Level Six would have a hard time by himself against this lot.

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Bell and Syr stopped as they heard a siren with Eina's voice, "Attention, all Adventurers at the Wargame Arena. This is an emergency. 5 Irregulars have escaped captivity. The Guild is issuing an emergency elimination quest. All spectators please evacuate calmly and quietly through the evacuation charts found at most busy intersections and hallways. This is not a drill."

Bell turned over as Syr began the update. Bell had made his decision earlier, his Developmental Ability was going to be Hero.

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Alfrigga, Grer and Berling were fighting in one of the stands against the Green Loong. It let out a bright emerald flame and soared through the air on the wind. The Guliver Siblings were backed up by Hildr, Hedin and Hogni.

In the basement was the Deformis Arachne and Ottaria. The two fought ferociously as a variety of mages that were there to support Soma Familia chanted. Preparing their magic to back up the Dungeon Queen.

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Bete was battered from his earlier fight against the five Irregulars. And was currently fighting Vulcana and Dire Silverback. The two seemed to be working in tandem.

With his stamina failing him he looked at the landform bardiche that was coming down on him. His only memories were of Selenia and Line. He closed his eyes in acceptance. He was still too weak.

A voice grunted and said with gritted teeth, "Mr. Bete, are you alright?"

Bete snapped open his eyes in part rage and surprise at the familiar voice.

Bete tried to move in pride towards Bell when a hand grabbed at his tail. He turned his head to see Lily trying to hold back tears as she uncorked a Potion, "Hold still Mr. Bete. Lily is doing her job, supporting Master Bell. Lily needs to heal you so Lady Syr and Master Bell can help us evacuate."

Syr threw a pair of knives at the Dire Silverback only for them to be deflected by an Adamantite chain.

Cassandra and Lily took the Loki Familia's werewolf away from the fight.

Bell used Sýrgiva's javelin form to hold back the Bardiche. With a clenching of his teeth he held himseld with one foot and used his other foot to kick the Minotaur's knee.

The two were separated for but a moment when Bell moved for one of his Raudan Elding knives. Vulcana went on for a charge as Bell let fly his knife, "Smite!"

Bell hurled Sýrgiva into Vulcana's shoulder pinning the monster into a wall. Bell began to chant as Vulcana began to free itself, "Progenitors of Pyro. Incinerate all the plights in my sight. Fling your torches and dance in the chaos of fire. Pyromania!"

Bell remembered a minor flash of unknown memory. A woman shouting Firebolt. With a thrust of his hand he shouted as the flames danced around him, "FIREBOLT!"

Bete starred in shock as the white haired weakling used a second spell. One without a chant.

Ever since Bete saw his fight with Phantom. The werewolf did some investigating into the brat. He found out about his Spells. A lightning stun one and a random benefit fire one. Now, another fire one was used that seemed very much like Lefiya's Elf Ring. So, this weakling was a mage and a close quarters fighter? And he's fought how many Irregulars in a month? Two? Got to the 10th floor in a month? Who, no what was this kid?

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Bell charged Vulcana who unpinned himself after being pelted the fire magic. Bell remembered the criteria to the Pyromania spell. With 0-I he couldn't use any long or medium chants without suffering Minddown. His Level 1 Magic served as the basis of the current magic. And that meant he had to use the Firebolt magic sparingly. With only 1000-SS, he had four charges at most. And he just used one. And it was powerful.

Bell leaped and went in for a hammer fist knocking the Irregular by the horn. Bell called for his weapon, "Sýrgiva!"

The javelin ripped itself from Vulcana and spun to it's master. Bell caught it and began to chant in mid air a second spell, "I race acro-"

Vulcana didn't slow much once the pain of the shoulder removed itself. So, the Irregular Minotaur jutted it's horn at the boy. If it wasn't for Bell's armor, he would have been skewered.

Bell's spell exploded in a rage of fire as it Ignis Fatuus. The boy sailed back and thanked his Pyromania, it protected him with it's burning ash. Bell skidded across the wall and slammed into the floor.

A cough of blood as he heard Lily, Cassandra and Syr yell for him. Bell glared at the charging monster and yelled in fury as he took his two remaining Raudan Elding knives out. He hurled them feeling that the precious people needed to continue smiling, "Smite!"

Red lightning flew through the halfway as the Raudan Elding knives disintegrated. The lightning became bright yellow that illuminated the hallway.

Vulcan was sent back and dropped it's landform bardiche. Bell used his lightning spell now, "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."

Bell leapt into action. His lightning ancestors extended into three. The red eyed man, the white haired woman and a red skinning woman with silver and white hair. The three became an aura of lightning, which took on the shape of wings and the long ears of the Wolpertinger.

Bell hefted up the landform Bardiche. His Strength increased as he charged and swung the Irregular's own weapon against it. Blood came from it's chest as the impact of the weapon was successful. Bell roared as it tried to bring its arms down on him in a hammer fist, "Firebolt!"

It's arms charred as Bell cried until he was hoarse, "You will not harm her! She is my everything! They will not cry! I am not going anywhere! You are!"

Bell shoved his shoulder into the landform bardiche to push the Minotaur through the wall and into the arena.

His actions now in full display thanks to the Arcanum viewing windows. Bell leaped back after slapping the Minotaur's arm. Two of his lightning ancestors leaped from him and held back the Irregular Minotaur's arms by the biceps. The stun being reinforced by them as Bell called his weapon to him, "Sýrgiva!"

The javelin flew from the hallway to it's master. Bell put all his might into his throw as he commanded it into his knife form, "Kniv."

Bell hurled Sýrgiva with the white haired woman ancestor wrapping herself in the knife. Vulcana's chest burst open as the knife went through and through.

Bell charged in as he saw his chance. He prepared to deliver his final attack, "Firebolt!"

The monster was sent flying through the air. Bell felt Minddown coming on. He noticed that the burning ash around him was disappearing. But, he had to be sure of his fight.

He leapt up and took flight with the lightning ancestors returning to him. Forming his lightning Wolpertinger wings. Bell went into for a dive and punch as the two went on a trip through Babel tower.

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Bete looked on as he noted at the Wargame Arena was now clear of the weakling. He gritted his teeth in self pity. He wasn't enough. The Coliseum was hosting the event, with reinforced security. Yet, he couldn't stop Canoe or the Irregulars from slaughtering the guards. He was only capable of taking out Phantom.

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Syr bounded through Orario. The people were panicking as they ran after seeing Bell fly through the air. The damage to Babel was immense. They had to fall through 15 floors at least.

Her feet went past the stairs and landed directly on the First Floor. She looked on astonished as Bell stood before her, a leg broken and looking drenched in Potion. Blood was being held back from shards of glass. Syr surmised that Bell landed and tumbled until his Potion pack shattered the liquid onto him.

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Bell looked at Vulcana as he walked up to the dying monster. He pulled out a glass shard from his leg with a scream. His hand went for the shoulder wound that was made by his Sýrgiva's through and through attack. With a shoving of his hands he tore through the flesh up into the neck. Lacerating the neck open and letting out the monster's blood.

Bell's own hands bled from the glass shard as he began to open the Minotaur's chest. He reached for the magic stone and pulled it out. The body cracked all over as the fire at it's horns extinguished. The bones of the chest that served like platemail splintered. The body turned to ash and an Irregular Minotaur Horn was left as a drop item.

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Two days later

Bete and Riveria were walking to Folkvangr. Bete had been released from the Dian Cecht Familia hospital. Berling let the pair in.

Hörn/Freya waited patiently for the audience. Her Goddess was elsewhere in Orario with Bell. Somewhere private. Syr, Heith Velvet and Cassandra were treating him. Nursing him back to health and mending his wounds.

Bete bowed to Hörn/Freya and said to the person he perceived as a Goddess, "I humbly beg for your forgiveness. It should have been me to save Bell Cranel. Not the other way around."

Hörn/Freya played her role efficiently, "Understood. I will pass along the message. I hope going forward you treat him as well as all Adventurers with the respect they deserve."

Bete replied begrudgingly, "I'll do my best."

Hörn/Freya looked to Nine Hells next, "What is it you need child?"

Riveria Ljos Alf curtseyed the Goddess, "I would like to reward the exemplary display of valor that Bell Cranel has shown two of my wards, Line and Elfy. It is my understanding that he could not Concurrent Chant when fighting Vulcana. Resulting in Ignis Fatuus, something that could have turned the battle to his disadvantage. I wish to not see that happen to him in the future. As a reward to him, I wish to train him."

Hörn/Freya looked at her with a raised brow, "Hildr, Hedin and Hogni can both teach him if he should need it. Why would I let you teach my Child?"

Riveria replied honestly, "I feel indebted to him. That is all."

Hörn/Freya nodded, "Very well. I'll give you permission to come and go as you please in Folkvangr. With the intention of training him. If you require to train him at Twilight Manor, than that is up to Loki."