Hello and welcome back to another chapter of this wonderful little story we all enjoy. Ya gonna be honest I have no real excuse for how late this is and that is why I made a longer than normal chapter for you guys. Now let's not delay any further and get right to your guys questions.

frankieu: To be fair the golden throne isn't exactly man-made either, but them getting that feeling will be limited as they will have other things to worry about.

Zerodone: I do have Grammarly but I don't have the funds to buy the premium or keep up with monthly fees. And the free version only does so much and it's mostly trying to autocorrect things that are not in a regular dictionary. For example a lot of the 40k terms I use git mark as misspelled or unknown words, and that takes up the limit of free help I can get from the program. I try my best to review it, but I am still human and there will be some minor mistakes. I always try to do better but how my mind works is if it sees a grammar or spelling issue it autocorrects it so I don't notice. And before you say to get a test reader, no I have had bad experiences in the past with those and it my personal preference not to have one. But I thank you for spotting the errors, I appreciate the feedback and that my fans wish to correct me when I make a mistake.

atchoum35: Grey Knights? Probably, I just want to let a factions presence somewhat sink in before I just drop a few more into the world. Although admittedly I kinda broke this rule already, so m best answer I can give you is a solid maybe.

rc48117: Like I have said I my personal preference is that I don't want a beta reader. While I understand that it can be helpful, it's just not my cup of tea.

Shashenka: Thank you for understanding, and the Necrons will show up it's just I need to figure out where in the story they will show up.

Ollanius Pious: Thank you for the offer but like you said I have the internet plush I got a whole codex worth of videos by multiple 40k experts and fans to call upon if need be. And there will be some famous guard characters, the guard needs their chance to shine as well. And whether or not Ollanius Pious will be in here…(I shrug) it's possible. When it comes to characters I kind of think of who I like and who would be interesting to see in this story, so there's a chance he could be in here. (Also what are you talking about you can never love the guard too much).

LordGhostStriker: (Has shifty eyes and sips his drink) Good thing I don't bet.

the mind o madness: Not fer a bit ya grot.

UndeadLord22: Thank you I guess? Sorry but the way a word or two was spelled I couldn't really tell if that was praise or criticism. If you could explain what you were trying to say.

Ronmr: Here are your answers in order. 1. Possible. 2. More than likely at this point. 3. Not quite but a good guess none the less. 4. That's for me to know and you to find out.

DahakStaz: Thank you I tried to make the excuse as sound like it might happen. And yes there will be armor and a gun. And Eldar will be introduced within the story at some point.

Shadow: (See's how long your comment is) Well damn, I know I asked you guys to leave a review, but I didn't think any of them would be this long. But I can't complain too much, I do like replying to these. Alright firstly thank you and sir you flatter me too much. And the Old Satan Faction will be covered more so in the next chapter, as there, something special I am gonna do at the end of this arc. And on the gods themselves. This is how I sort of see them, while they are definitely the embodiments of their respective emotions and domains. That doesn't mean they can't have inklings of other emotions too. I have seen them as more than just a singular emotion. I see them as beings who have a prime emotion to them, but also has states were there is more to them. Like how people have an emotion they feel near constantly but not all the time. They don't show these other emotions because their more focused on what gets results not what might. Hell, even the lore of 40k states some of this when it comes to the aspects they embody. Also, Khorne is not troubled more like he's restless, he is wanting a war of some sort, now while the state of the world has a bit to do with this. It is mostly because they are trying to keep themselves unnoticed, and that is what is bugging him. And on that little rituals part….I am not saying anything except you right but also your not at the same time. I'll let you figure out what that means. Also, that other statement is not as true as it could be. While yes Michael leads the angels, he doesn't have full control over the church at least in my mind. They both work more in a symbiotic relationship of sorts. I'm not gonna spoil stuff for this story so I am gonna stop here. Also Luke never declared war..at least not yet anyway, he is just very crossed with the Church and Angels. Thank you but I can't take the credit for the evolution in power. In the other crossover of this type, the one which I based this off of. The main character did something similar with an Eldar soulstone he was given. I just took the concept and reworked it a bit. But I have to thank you for the time you put into this comment. Also about Asia, devil recruiting, devil relations, and the drink….you'll have to keep reading to find out.

Blaze1992: Trust me these devils are far from good.

Demon-255: You got your wish, read the top of The Last Bastion in my collection of writings to see what I mean.

Nero Angelo Sparda: World War III you say! Not without the guard that's for sure. But yes there's gonna be some...heated talks shall we say.

Guest 1: No corrupting the pure nuns now Lorgar you have choir boys to attend to.

Guest 2: Counter question to your question. How to you cure something that is no longer your race. For all intents and purposes, the way the Devils and Angels recruit chances humans into their race. I like to think of it like turning a human into a space marine. One can turn into the other but they can never go back again or it means death. The only beings that still have their former bloodlines within them are those that are stronger than humans. So in sort no there is no cure for reincarnated devils, well unless you count heavy amounts of ammunition to the skull a cure.

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Chapter 11: Ready to Rumble

"Uhh...what happened?" I ask as I get up from the cold glass-like floor. I wake up to find myself in Tzeentch's labyrinth and myself feeling the pain of a killer hangover. Right, I had a few drinks with Slaanesh, I think as I rub my temples trying to ease my suffering.

"Ah creator welcome back to the land of the conscious," spoke a couple of Tzeentch's mouths. "Here you will help ease your pain," he said as he handed me a strange blue liquid.

I drink it and after a second or two I feel refreshed and my headache is gone. "Thanks for the hangover cure, what was it and where might I find more?" I question as I feel if I am ever alone with Slaanesh again I might need a few bottles of that stuff to make myself not feel like shit.

"That creator was distilled essence of a Lord of Change, it can give an intelligence boost to anyone who drinks it and is quite effective at curing hangovers," spoke the God of Change casually.

"So I just drank a daemon?" I ask both terrified and strangely intrigued.

"Yes, but do not worry the daemon will appear back in the warp as soon as the effects wear off," Tzeentch continued. "After all your body will have to let go of that warp energy eventually,"

"Ok...mind telling me what happened I kind of blacked out," I said trying my damndest to think of what happened.

"Ah yes, well firstly you decided to start drinking copious amount of ethanol products from wines to hard liquors too which Slaanesh gladly offered," Tzeentch began. "After a few weeks of this, you were finally drunk enough to have passed out,". "After which, Slaanesh tried to take you back to her personal private chambers and tried to initiate….procreation," the Changer of Ways finished.

"WHAT!" I yell out. But before I could freak out more the Architect of Fate spoke up.

"Do not worry creator, myself and Khorne assumed something like this might happen so we stepped in before anything could really happen," he spoke.

"And where is she at now?" I more demand than ask as I would like a chance to chew her out (metaphorically speaking you dirty minded people) for purposefully trying to get me drunk just to have a shot at fucking me.

"Currently Khorne and Nurgle are teaching her the important lesson of 'fucking consent and consent when fucking' as Isha put it," he spoke as he continued to fiddle with tomes and other artifacts.

"Fine, I guess, anyway how long has it been on Earth?" I ask in case I missed the deadline.

"It has been nearly a week since then there is little more than a couple of hours before your battle," Tzeentch continued as a portal opens up. "I believe you would want to head out now, the abominations you are fighting for are feeling very anxious,".

"Thanks and tell Slaanesh she can stay in her palace for the foreseeable future," I say as I attach my sword to my side and walk through the portal.

Occult Research Club Room

As I step out of the portal I find myself within the occult research club room with Rias and her peerage standing in front of me looking surprised.

"Sup," I say casually not really sensing that the atmosphere around me isn't as casually.

"Luke where have you been, we tried contacted Rogal and he had said that you had gone off to some 'warp'," Rias questioned me.

"Ow I was just off having a few drinks nothing major, and if he told you that then you got all you need to know Red," I say stretching as I feel stiff as a board from that floor.

"Luke this isn't a time for jokes, your match is about to start and…," Rias tried to say.

"Rias," I softly say as I walk over to her and clasp my hand on her shoulder. "Just trust me," I say quietly as I give a determined look. I am close enough to notice that behind that iron will she has, she is still scared that I might lose and is trying as hard as she can to keep her composure.

She slowly wipes her eyes off any tears that might have formed and just nods. "Just win," she says softly.

Like hell I am gonna lose to the Colonel's failed secret sauce project, I think as a familiar magic circle appears and Grayfia pops out.

"Ah I see that you are here good the match is about to begin are you prepared?" Grayfia asks me.

"Ya just give me a second," I say as I grab a sheet of paper and write down on it. "Fist I have to ask that if you are going to teleport to watch the match, can you take Rogal and the rest of my little group along?" I ask Rias as she just nods. "Good give this to Rogal and he will understand what is going on," I say as I hand her the little piece of paper. "All right I'm ready," I say.

Grayfia nods and summons up a magic circle beneath me. "Luke," Rias says as I turn towards her. To anyone else, she would look neutral about the whole thing. But for someone like me who can feel people's emotions, there is more than meets the eye. There is something that she is feeling, it's hard to describe. It had a longing feel similar to the hope I felt from Sona but felt more like a warm water from a shower head hitting my skin. It's strange for a moment the word love appears in my head...odd. "Just be careful," she says.

I chuckle a bit, "Trust me the other guy is the one who needs to be careful," I say as I disappear from the room.

Except I don't as I am still in the same room expect everyone else isn't. "Um did something go wrong?" I ask no one. I go to open the window in case anything else changed. The outside is the same a Koha Academy except for one tiny detail, in that the sky looks like something out of a drug trip with multiple different colors flashing in countless patterns.

"This battlefield has been chosen as by Lord Lucifer's request to level the playing field for both combatants," I hear Grayfias voice come from no were.

"Cool magic PA system," I say as I just sit on one of the couches.

"The match will start in 15 minutes, combatants are recommended to prepare for the match," finished Grayfia.

So I have time to prepare ehh, I think as what could I summon to help me out here. Ah fuck it, hey Khorne got a second, I think as what could be more thematic.

Observation Room

As the combatants prepare themselves for their battle Lord Phenex turns to me. Lord Phenex is a handsome man with blond hair tied up into a ponytail and is currently dressed in a formal tux befitting of his noble status. "I must say this should be an interesting match, Lord Lucifer," He spoke to me with sincerity.

"I concur Lord Phenex, how has Lady Phenex been," I reply politely as to not insult Lord Phenex as he is not at fault for the marriage between his son and my sister.

"Thank you for asking, my wife has been trying to get my son to see reason as you have no doubt noticed that his arrogance is clouding his judgment," spoke Lord Phenex with slight disdain in his voice. "That boy is far too prideful and relies too much on his regeneration, I hope that this Conwell boy will change that," Lord Phenex finished.

Before we can continue I notice Rias and her peerage approach with five individuals following close behind. "Ah Rias it is good to see you, are these the guests I was told about?" I ask her as I had just gotten a message from Grayifa about a few guest moments prior.

"Yes brother, these are Luke's companions," Rias says as she steps aside to allow the new arrivals to introduce themselves.

There appear to be four figures three very large males in ornate armor fighting for their size and a small girl with blond hair that seems to wear a few pieces of religious iconography.

"Rogal Dorn, Primarch of the Imperial Fists," spoke the first wearing large yellow armor, his tone professional if lacking any emotion.

"Roboute Guilliman, Primarch of the Ultramarines," spoke the one in blue armor, from his tone I could tell he did not want to be here but he masked it very well. This one is the most politically minded out of them so far, I think as I have had to deal with enough politicians to be able to spot one.

"Corvus Corax, Primarch of the Raven Guard," spoke the third in black armor, his voice soft and quiet almost like a cool autumn breeze.

"Umm...Asia Argento, Handmaiden of the Emperor," spoke the girl obviously not used to this kind of situation.

I chuckle lightly and say. "It is a pleasure to meet you all, let me be the first to welcome you to the Underworld, please have a seat," I say as servants bring chairs all accustomed to their size.

"So from what I have heard you are Luke's sons, correct?" I ask as from what I had heard from Grafia that Rias told her that Dorn is apparently Luke's son and as these other two with him are of a similar stature they might be related.

"Yes, myself and my brothers are the sons of the Emperor," spoke Guilliman.

"Interesting he doesn't look old enough to be your father," I spoke trying to pry a bit more information out of this meeting.

"Looks can be deceiving as you no doubt know Devil," spoke Corax with just the slightest hint of disdain.

"Is there a problem?" I ask, not to start a fight but more as to find more information.

"No Lord Lucifer, you will have to forgive my brother has had the worst experiences with creatures of darkness out of all of us," Guilliman speaks again trying to defuse the situation.

"It is understandable, we Devils have not had the best reputations over the millennia, it is only natural to feel some hate towards us," I speak naturally not oblivious to the kinds of atrocities my kind has brought onto the world. "Well, in any case, let me introduce you to Lord Phenex whose son Luke will be fighting," I say introducing Lord Phenex and trying to redirect the conversation.

"Greetings to all of you," said Lord Phenex.

Before any of the other too could speak Guilliman was the first to respond. "And greetings to you Lord Phenex, I don't mean to impose but I would like to take the time now to discuss some things with you,"

"Oh and what might those be?" questioned Lord Phenex as I could already see the two politicians begin to try and make a deal.

"Well it is just that your son had sworn that should he lose to Luke he would allow him anything that the Phenex clan could give them," Guilliman spoke and I could see in his eyes that he had been preparing for this for a while.

"Ah yes I was told my son had made such a deal, that boy too brash for his own good," Lord Phenex spoke looking a little forlorn as he had possibly hoped that they were not going to ask for anything.

"I would like to take the time know to discuss and finalize any of the details," Guilliman spoke as he unattached a skull with many bits of machinery within it, off of his belt. He then posted it up into the air and it came to life hovering and it's cybernetic eye glowed an ominous red. "My personal servo-skull shall transcribe the agreement into a document for the both of us," Guilliman spoke as he sat closer to Lord Phenex to begin negotiating.

As they continued the final buzzer sounded as it was now time to watch the match.

Rating Game Arena

I slowly walk through the small wooded area as I make my way to the main building as I suspect Big Bird to be there. But as I am walking I hear a noise as if a motor is running. I quickly dodge out of the way as I am nearly cut into pieces by two little girls wielding chainsaws.

"Huh chainsaw wielding lollies...what will they think of next," I say in a bit of wonder as I am surrounded by some of the bird's servants. Seems he thinks he can beat me with just numbers alone, all of them pale in comparison to the people I have fought, I think as I count there to be eight of them in total. "Didn't anyone ever tell you it's not nice to try and behead someone with a chainsaw," I say in a condescending scolding tone.

"tch Your pretty cocky for someone who is about to get ripped to shreds," spoke one of the girls, honestly can't tell which one said it. Doesn't matter too much, all of them are cannon fodder anyway.

I just smile and say. "Oh I don't know I think I like my odds given the fact that your all about to be chew toys within the next 5 seconds,". I snap my fingers as rage-filled howls and roars echo all around. "Now while I love a good old-fashioned beatdown as much as the next man, I have an appointment with your boss," I continue as I power up and use my speed to get around them. "So ta-ta and do try and give them a challenge they have been pretty bored since the last group that tried to fight them,". Before any of them could speak I dash off with only the sound of screaming and fighting echoing in the background. I quickly make to the edge of the small forest and find that the big man himself is sitting on top of the roof of the fake school waiting for me.

"Riser is quite surprised to see that you made it past his pawns, perhaps you do have a bit of cunning," Riser speaks arrogantly as a confident grin appears on his face. "In fleeing that is,".

"Make all the jokes you want chicken shit, your the one who is gonna wish you could flee," I say.

As I finish Grafia speaks over the comms. "seven of Risers pawns have been eliminated,".

And cue the look of shock and anger on Riser's face. "Seven of them, but how?" questioned a blonde girl in a pink dress that looked similar to Riser.

"Riser demands that you tell him what you did!" he spoke flames beginning to dance off of his body.

I laugh as I hear the sound of stomping and trees getting knocked down. "Oh it's not what I did but what they did," I say as the stopping becomes louder.

All of a sound one of the pawns flies out of the woods. "Somebody hel..," she tried to say before all she could do was scream as flesh hound of Khorne leaped from the forest and began to maul her. Before anyone can do anything she is whisked away in a flash of light.

"All of Lord Riser's pawns have been eliminated," she says a hint of unease that I can guess came from seeing the sheer brutality of the attack.

As the flesh hound tried to proses why it didn't have a chew toy anymore, other daemons of Khorne started to appear. In total, I had summoned eight bloodletters, four flesh hounds, and two juggernauts. Most of them licking the blood covering them.

"Now since I am an honorable fellow or at least I try to be, I am gonna give you two options," I continue. "Option 1 you give up and you don't have to be humiliated royalty, or option 2 me and my little friends here are gonna show you a very bad time," I say as I slowly form psychic energy around me and power up. "So what is it gonna be," I say.

I get my answer in the form of a fireball. I quickly exploded in mid-air with a telekinetic blast. "Well that's a real shame, leave the fried chicken to me as for the rest," I continue as Risers servants charge at us. "Give em hell,".

Back in the Observation Room

As the combatants fought, those watching the contest held many different reactions. Rogal, Guilliman, and Corax were unfazed by what was happening seeing similar sights in their fights with daemons before. Sirzechs looked stoic but on the inside, his mind was run with thoughts of what and who the people he has seen as of late are and this revel of these creatures raises more questions than answers. Lord Phenex was similar but his mind was already picturing the multiple outcomes now as the outcome of this game was no longer as one-sided as it had seemed. Rias and most of her group had looks of shock at the sheer brutality of these creatures as they begin to stab, maul, and gore many of Risers remaining servants. Asia and Koneko seemed to be the only ones disabling any fear, but for vastly different reasons. One of them saw these as the monsters she was taught about, what devils were supposed to be. While the other could feel the raw unquenchable bloodlust these creatures lived for radiating off of them like raging bonfires.

"What in the hell are those things," ask Issie as he was really as scared as the rest but he was able to at least not show it.

"Those would be daemons of the blood god Khorne, hmm so this is what father alluded to," spoke Rogal seeing that reasoning for such a decision.

"Indeed it would appear that the dark gods are upholding their end of the deal..for now," spoke Guilliman still very unsure about all of this.

"So you are familiar with these...creatures," spoke Sirzechs hesitantly as he watches one of the rhino-like monster gore one of the servants into the ground proceeding to then stomp on them repeatedly.

"Yes, we have many encounters with them in the past, they are some of the furious fighters the warp can through at the mortal plane," Guilliman counties as some of the Riser's knights are dueling with bloodletters. "What you see before you are bloodletters, flesh hounds, and juggernauts, although I woulder when it will show up,"

"It, what do you mean by it?" asked Sirzechs.

For the first time since their meeting, Corax cracked a slight smile. "If this continues on the way we are thinking then you will see soon enough," he spoke slightly humerus as the devil's lack of knowledge. With that, they all continued to watch the rating game in silence.

Back With the Rating Game

"Come on that all you got," I mock at Rizer as I destroy another one of his fireballs with a telekinetic blast. All around us the many elements of our sides duked it out. I was down to 5 bloodletters, 2 flesh hounds, and a juggernaut. Got to hand it to these devils not as weak as I thought them to be, I thought as I see a masked women struggling to hold back the last juggernaut as her feet were digging trenches in the earth. Rizer was down to his queen, a rook, a bishop, and his last knight. They got the upper hand with those interesting perks they gained from becoming devils but soon it was easy to pin them down it just took a bit of adjustment.

I throw a bolt of eldritch lighting at him as it hits dead on. He crashes into the school with the entire front side of his chest slowly starting to repair itself from what damage I did. "Enough of this, Riser shall show you the true power of the Phenex clan," Rizer said as he got up looking as pissted off as ever.

As he spoke a large column of fire started to appear around him and he started to form it into a huge fireball. "Shit he's about to spirit bomb me," I say. Take as many of them with you as possible, at the very least we can make sure that the rest of them can get caught in the blast as well, I command with my telepathy to the daemons.

At this the juggernaut doubles its efforts and pins the masked women to the ground, the bloodletters dogpile the broadsword wielding knight, and the last of the flesh hounds tackle the queen to the ground. Not a few moments later the ball starts to turn into a bird-like shape as a cry of hawk is heard as it divebombs me. I brace for the impact as I can feel the flames singe my clothing and my skin as I am blasted back.

I clutch my ears in pain as there ringing slightly and get back up. As I get back up I see that the rest of my daemons are gone as well as the knight and the rook. The queen gets back up and downs a vile of something and her wounds start to disappear. "Well two out of three ain't bad," I say as I take off my ruined jacket.

"Its three to one mortal, if you give up now I might be inclined to forgive you and allow you to not suffer as my servant," spoke Riser confidently as he lands on the ground.

"Three to one huh, that's sad," I say.

"Yes, it is quite depressing knowing that you came so far and fa…," Riser tried to say.

"That you don't stand a chance," I said mocking him.

To say he was mad would be an understatement cause as soon as I stopped talking he was already forming a fireball. But before he could conjure it up fully the end of a large black whip springs from the forest and land smack dab into his chest. The force of it cracking the ground and sending him flying.

As his last, two servants looked on in horror at the massive shadow rising from the treeline. From above the trees stands fully a bloodthirster of Khorne. It's massive black wings spread out and releasing a thunderous roar. "You can handle those two over their, but like I said leave big bird to me," I say as I walk towards Riser.

With that, the bloodthirster nodded and leaped into the air to piledrive its axe in the ground where the two servants were. "Like I said before Riser, you were the one who needed the full week of training not me," I say as I begin to unsheath my sword. As I do a shockwave of raw warp power releases from the blade. The ground beneath me starts cracking, the air displaces itself, and the forest behind me bursts into blue warpfire. Damn I guess being in the warp made this feel like a normal blade, but now I can actually feel how much power it holds, I think as I take a practice swing and cause a huge gash in the earth.

Before I know it Riser is charging towards me, no longer thinking logically he's out for blood now. I block the incoming punch with the sword. I small gust of wind forms from the impact as the eye in the sword begins to glow a pale blue as the sword becomes engulfed in warp fire.

"Gaa," Riser screams in pain as he reals back from being burnt. I charge forth this time swinging the sword. He dodges but I cut a bit into his shoulder and sending him flying a bit.

I look to see that the bloodthirster is nearly done with his queen and his last bishop. "Do you have any idea what you are even doing," spoke Riser. "This engagement is key to the future of devil kind, a mere mortal like you as no right to interfere with the affairs of your betters," He said steam and hellfire rising off of him in waves.

"Please I don't need much of a reason to kick your ass, while I admit that me and Rias have not always been on the same page, that doesn't mean I am some heartless bastard who would just stand by and allow someone to be forced to marry someone against their will," I continue "And my betters, please compared to the people under my commanded your nothing, just a boy play with power he has no right to weild and aragence that would make you only suitable for a puppet to be manipulated,"

"How dare you mock Riser, you are nothing compared to Riser you understand NOTHING!" Riser counties as his flames begin to grow in size. "I am a nobleman, the flame of the immortal bird burns within me, THE HELL FIRE OF MY CLAN WILL SCORCH YOU TO DUST!" he yelled out as he sent a huge gust of flames my way.

I get engulfed in flame but it barely tickles me now as I slowly feel more power transfer into me. I stab the sword into the earth the mouth face Riser and then the ear piercing scream of a keeper of secrets is let out. The flames are pushed back and extinguished and Riser holds his ears in pain as the screams tear his eardrums as fast as he can repair them. I release the sword from the earth and the screaming slowly stops. Riser exhausted slumps to the ground kneeling. I slowly walk towards him the blue warpfire slowly burn all around me with the shadows of a burning forest coving my form.

"What the hell are you?" Riser asks equal parts terrified and exhausted.

"Me? I am many things," I begin my voice becomes distorted with power. "I am the immortal king of a bygone empire, the uniter of countless worlds, the terror that haunts the nightmares of the nightmarish," I continue as I raise my sword ready to cut Riser in two. "I was the Anathema of gods, I was the Master of Mankind, but today I am your executioner,"

I swing the blade downwards towards him. "Don't hurt him," spoke the young blonde bishop that looked similar to Riser. I stop my strike, and not a moment too soon as the blade was a mere inch away from her skin.

"Move aside child or I will not hold my next strike," I say to her but all she can do is blush. Before I can speak I can feel the power of this world break apart and I power down and sheath my sword. "Doesn't matter anymore the winner of this game has already been declared," I say as I send back the bloodthirster back to the warp. After that, the ground all around me starts to break apart and I am left falling towards the ground. "Ow shit hey a little help here," I call to anyone as I can fly.

All of a sudden I am glomped by someone and my vision is obscured by scarlet red hair. "Thank you, Luke, you saved me," my vision clears as I can see Rias hold me, tears of joy in her eyes.

"Aww hell I already told you Red think nothing of it, it was just the right thing to do," I say cracking a smile. "Besides I couldn't just let a pretty girl like yourself be married off to that jackass," I say trying to make light of everything.

All of a sudden her eyes grow wide and she develops a light blush. "Well at least let me repay you with this," she says quietly and before I can say anything she kisses me. Her lips are soft, fruitful, and for some reason taste of strawberries. I just kinda froze once it happened and then slowly melted into the kiss. Our tongues intertwined for a bit before she pulled back and a huge blush appeared on her face. Hell, I'm pretty sure my own face was beat red from how much heat I felt coming off of it.

As I try and form any sort of sentence I am cut off by a loud gruff cough. As I turn I notice that we had landed and that Rogal, Guilliman, Corax, and Asia who looked like she was about to burst into tears where all there waiting for me along with Rias peerage along with a pisst off Issie who I can hear say something along the lines of 'lucky bastard', Grayfia, and man with red hair the same as Rias's. "Umm, this isn't what it looks like," I say meekly.

"Really father you were osculating with Lady Gremory," stated Rogal.

"Yes even though he said he held no attraction to her," spoke Guilliman.

"Yes it would seem father has lied to us yet again, such tragedy," spoke Corax.

"Oi that is not what's going on," I tried to plead my case to them.

"Luke am I being replaced," Asia ask innocently.

"No, I would never," I desperately say as I see now that this is a hole I can't dig out of.

"It's ok I know sees prettier than me and she'll probably do things that I wouldn't so it makes sense why you would like her more," she says meekly as she rambles off into how this is how it always starts.

Before I can say anything I hear the sound of laughter trying to be held back and see my 'sons' trying to maintain their versions of a straight face. Ow you little shits, I think angrily. They are doing this to fuck with me.

"Ahem as much as I enjoy teasing family as much as the next, introductions and congratulations are in order," spoke the scarlet-haired man. "I am Lord Sirzechs Lucifer, leader of the four great satans," he said as he stuck his hand out to greet me.

I quickly regain my composure and grab his hand to shake it. "Luke Conwell, Emperor of the Imperium," I say as regally as possible.

"Imperium, I have not heard of any faction calling themselves that," he states as he lets go of his hand.

"You could say we are relatively new," I say not wanting to travel too much.

"Hmm yes well I must thank you personally for saving my sister from this engagement, request anything you like and if it is within my power as lord satan I will grant it," Sirzectics said.

"Thanks but you can save any thanks for a later date after what I have been through today I need a good night's sleep," I say as I stretch out a bit, all that power really takes a toll on me.

"Understandable if you would like I can send you back personally," Sirzechs offers.

"Thanks but I can get us back home on my own," I say as I rip open a tear in the air back to my home. "If you have anything you want to ask me just tell Rias and she can contact me, and you three have some hell to pay when we get back home," I say as I give the three primarchs a mild glare.

As Luke and his group walk through the portal Sirzechs looks at Rias and asks. "So when is the wedding,". Rias just blushes and begins to chew out Sirzechs, Akeno and Kiba laugh, Issie just wallows in jealousy over Luke, and Koneko just slaps him and calls him a pervert.

Secret Chamber in Grigori HQ

"Is this report true," ask a large pale skinned, red-eyed man with two black wings sticking out of him. This is Kokabiel, high ranking fallen angel and he has intercepted a message intended for Azazel.

"Yes Lord Kokabiel, the devils have encountered a new power at play and they seem to be the same ones that killed our group in Kuoh that the exorcist told us about," spoke a fallen angel.

"Is this the same one that leads them Freed," Kokabiel asked the mutated exorcist.

Freed grabbed the picture with his tentacle arm. Scene his last encounter with Luke and Dorn he had become more mutated with every bit of power he sacrificed to the dark gods. His left arm had transformed into a tentacle, his eyes became entirely like a snake, his teeth wear now all fangs and a forked tongue slither between them. His skin was now purple and vaguely looked like scales.

"Yess thatss the one, who killed Raynare and the othersss," spoke Freed his distorted into a raspy yet seductive like tone.

"Interesting," said Kokabiel as he looked at the picture of the boy wielding a strange sword.

"My lord what is are plan are we still on schedule or are we delaying?" asked the fallen angel.

"No we will still proceed with the plan, however, try and gather some more recruits, I feel that the extra hands will make this more...exciting," spoke Kokabiel with anticipation in his voice at the prospect of this new challenger. Fred how is that creature you have locked up, is it still being difficult?" asked Kokabiel.

"Yess the icon of the goddessss iss being difficult and doessn't want to follow our commandss no matter how many we ssacrifce to it, I am thinking of jusst cutting itss head off," spoke Freed clearly irritated by the creature not following his orders.

"No don't do that the creature might still be useful to us, give it to Valper perhaps he can find a solution to our problem," Kokabiel said a sinister grin appearing on his face as he knew what horror Valper could commit.

Freed left immediately to relay this and as Kokabiel sat they're pondering the future one thought came to his minds. This is no longer the age of heros, now is the age of monsters.

Council Room of the Archangels

Within the council room of the archangels lie a heated debate. "For the last time Castiel we can not go to strike out against those we don't even know are responsible," spoke Michael.

"You and I both know that the Devils are responsible for this, for over a hundred years they have been sealing the souls of humans from our system and now nearly the entirety of Third Heaven fell apart by a soul being ripped from it, WHO ELSE COULD HAVE DONE IT," spoke a man in golden and white knightly armor with short blonde hair and blue eyes. This was Castiel the highest of the 10 seraphs and might have the potential to become one of the great seraphs if his anger could be kept in check.

"Please brother calm yourself, this behavior is unbefitting of one of God's children," spoke Gabriel trying to keep her brother falling due to his wrath.

As Castiel calmed, Michael began to speak. "You know as well as I do that the devils can't take a soul from us when it has been fully claimed by Third Heaven,". "The person who did this would have to be extremely powerful to have pulled this off," Michael continued as he rose from his seat to lay a hand upon his brother's shoulder. "Please brother do not let your anger cloud your judgment, you of all people know that when a warrior's judgment is impaired they are blinded by the fog of war,".

"sigh I know brother but what are we to do we have nothing but a small trace of energy, an energy that is so corrupt that it burns Heaven itself," Castiel spoke as he pointed out the large black stain covering the gates leading to Third Heaven.

"I understand my brother and I know you do as well, that is why I am trusting you to find out who did this so they may face justice," spoke Michael.

Castiel eyes looked both determined and honored. "I promise that those responsible will be found and either brought before heaven to face justice or by my sword to face our holy wrath," he spoke as he left immediately to start his mission.

"He looks up to you a lot," spoke Gabriel after Castiel left.

"Perhaps a bit too much," Michael continued. "He has been eager to prove himself and too hot-headed and stubborn to see the dangers that it poses,"

"Remind you of anyone," teased Gabriel.

Michael chuckled. "I admit that I was...brash when I was younger, but I found my way under God's guidance," he said.

"That is why you sent him out to try and give him a bit of guidance, hoping that this mission will temper him?" asked Gabriel.

"Yes, ever since the great war he has been angry with both the other factions and himself, he thinks that if he had been stronger he could have saved more of our brothers and sisters," he says sadly remembering all the good people lost in that unnecessary war.

"I hope he doesn't do anything too rash," speaks Gabriel.

"Hopefully, for now, relay to both Uriel and Raphael that if Castiel needs any assistance with his investigation lend him the aid," Michael commanded.

With that Gabriel left to go relay the message, While Michael stood there staring at the black stain upon the gates. Whatever you are we will defend against you, thought Michael.

Old Satan Faction HQ

"How many did we lose?" spoke Katerea Leviathan to a lowly grunt that had came back with the report.

The grunt swallowed the saliva in his throat as he fears of what would happen next. "I..i'm afraid all w..were killed in the assault on the strange rift within the dimensional gap m'lady," the grunt spoke in fear.

Before he could even beg he was blasted in a smear on the wall by Katerea. "Well this is a setback," spoke Rizevim Lucifer.

"This is no time to be calm Rizevim, whatever these creatures are they now pose a problem to our plans," spoke Creuserey Asmodeus

"Oh calm down Creuserey, this is only a minor setback," spoke Rizevim.

"I don't think losing two-thirds of our number is a 'miner' setback," spoke Shalba Beelzebub.

"We are severely lacking in manpower, even with the power we can gain from Opis it will do us little good when we don't have an army to assist us," spoke Katerea.

"Not even mentioning that Opis has been hard to contact as of late, no one has been able to find her for the past few weeks, her being under the radar for a few days is natural but for weeks something is happening," spoke Creuserey

"My fellow devils you have nothing to fear," Rizevim spoke.

"And why pre tell is that Rizevim?" asked Shalba.

"Well due to mine and Euclid experiments along with some stolen fallen technology, we have been able to finally complete Project Rebirth and perfect our cloning efforts," spoke Rizevim as he shaped his fingers and appeared 10 identical copies of the same grunt that was just killed. "Now we have an endless supply of troops at our disposal along with them being far stronger than their genetic donors," he said as he fired a blast at one of them of similar strength to Katerea's blast. It hit the clone and the clone was badly damaged but at least it wasn't a smear on the wall. "By our estimates, we can produce around 500 clones around the strength of high-class devils roughly every two weeks," he finished.

"Impressive, this will help us but what about the rift we still have no idea what is in there?" asked Shalba.

"Leave it for now, if the troops get antsy send them in and see if they come back alive, if not it makes no difference we can always go back to it if we wish," spoke Rizevim.

With that, the devils left and Rizevim sat there pondering. Hmm perhaps this rift might be the key to other worlds and the spreading of chaos, more research will be required, but first, thought Rizevim as he reviled an image of Luke from the rating game with warpfire casting behind him. But in the fire seemed to be the forms of 4 beings covered in either red, green, light blue, or pink. "What are you Luke Conwell and what secrets do you hide," Rizevim thought out loud.

Holy shit this took a bit. Sorry guys I have had a lot of stuff come at me left and right and while I had time in between I can't say I spent it on this story (Hides both Far Cry 5 and his Steam account).

But I am back with a bit of a schedule, although I promise nothing as I tend to break those promises, I will be trying to work on not only this project but others I have been working on as well.

Also, I know It might be a lot to ask you guys but this is to see if you guys are that big of fans of this. You see I would like to see a TV Tropes page for this story. Now I have to admit that I want to see it just to see what people think of my story outside of reviews and what they see in it.

But besides that let's get to some things in the chapter. First I have started what I like to call "Operation Scarlet Fever" with the kiss between Luke and Rias. Now they won't be in a relationship from the start of the next chapter, it will take some time and they will be a bit awkward around each other till they know what they are to the other.

Second, this is the biggest fight scene I have done so far and I don't know how I did. So I would like some feedback people. I want technique descriptions, I want insult advice, and gosh darn dangit I want to see if the injuries should be detailed.

Third, we have some things going on behind the scenes with Kokabiel, Michael, and Rizevim. Also the introduction of Castiel an OC of mine for this story and no he has no relation to the one from Supernatural, I just liked the name and took it. Although if you want to imagine that his voice sounds like Misha Collins I ain't stopping ya.

Fourth is I hope I made everyone as believable as possible. I go for quality not quantity in my stories or at least try too.

Other than that I don't have much to say other than that. I hope you have all enjoyed this chapter and this is Gaslight88 signing off