Hey guys, Eragon here with another chapter!

One quick thing I wanted to cover was Gilgamesh's armor. AnimeA55Kicker pointed out that the armor she was wearing in the previous chapter would not be that helpful during melee combat.

So, this is the way I decided to have this work: By wearing any piece of her Golden Armor, she gains a Magic Resistance buff that covers her completely, not just where the armor is.

Wearing one piece of the armor, like just gauntlets, grants her rank C Magic Resistance. Wearing half the armor set, like described in the previous chapter, grants her rank B Magic Resistance.

Wearing the whole set grants rank A Magic Resistance.

When out of combat, she often wears the half set of armor, but when she enters combat, she equips the entire set, having learned her lesson with Shirou.

Also, I wanted to thank everyone who has supported this story by following, favoriting, and/or reviewing, I really appreciate it!

Anyway, enjoy the chapter and let me know what you think!

EDIT: This chapter has been rewritten a little. The next chapter will be released tomorrow, so look forward to it!

Chapter 2

Issei frowned as he walked onto campus with Rias by his side. The other students were gossiping like crazy, accusations flying, jealous muttering, and disbelief being spread around candy. He scowled as he heard one person say he must be blackmailing her. He was about to turn around and start yelling, when Rias turned and smiled at him.

"Something the matter Issei?" She asked. "N-no, no problem." He replied, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. Rias nodded and kept walking sedately, ignoring the gossip with ease. He frowned, but did his best to follow her example. As they reached the point where they would part ways, Rias turned to him. "I'll have someone come fetch you later." Issei nodded, turning and heading to his next class.

Later, in the ORC headquarters…

Issei followed Kiba into the club room, not really sure what to expect. As he entered, he glanced around, curious as to what the lair of a group of Devils looked like. He found himself somewhat disappointed, it really seemed to look like what they claimed it was, a club room dedicated to studying the Occult.

Resting on one of the couches, chewing on a piece of chocolate was Koneko Toujou, a second year student who was highly popular, even being considered the school's unofficial mascot by many. She was a petite girl with white hair, and hazel eyes. Her hair was shoulder length, with loose bangs hanging over her forehead, with the back styled in a short bob cut. She had two black, cat-shaped hair clips on either side of her hair, and was wearing the Kuoh Academy female uniform.

Kiba took a spot leaning against the wall, slouching nonchalantly. He was of average height, with blond hair, and gray eyes. His bangs were long, framing his face, and he had a mole under his left eye. He was wearing the Kuoh Academy male uniform.

As he waited, another girl walked into the room, spotting him quickly. She approached him with a smile, saying "So, you're the new guy right? Nice to meet you! I'm Akeno, the Vice-President." Issei smiled nervously, having a hard time not leering at her boobs, which were huge and very eye-catching. "Nice to meet you Akeno-san, I'll be in your care." He replied with a small bow. Akeno giggled, finding his nervousness adorable.

Rias finished her shower, drying off and getting dressed quickly. She walked into the main room, drying her hair with a towel. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Issei. I didn't have a chance to shower after healing you last night." She apologized. Issei waved off her apology, replying "It's fine, don't worry about it."

"So Issei, since everyone is here, we'd like to officially welcome you into the Occult Research Club!" She said, getting Issei's attention. He smiled, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "Now, I think it's time to explain more about the situation you are in, Issei." She proclaimed. He blinked, saying "I think I already know, Gremory-san. My date turned out to be a Fallen Angel and killed me. Then, you revived me to be a member of your peerage of Devils."

Rias shrugged, replying "Yes, that is a good summary of the last couple of days. However, I still need to inform you of the state of affairs. You see, long ago there was a Great War, fought between three sides, Heaven, Fallen Angels, and Devils. The war ended when the Four Satans were killed in battle against God, and now we exist in a sort of Cold War with the other two factions. Any questions so far?" Issei shook his head.

Rias smiled, pleased at his quick grasp of things. "Now, let's go over something more relevant to you, shall we?" Issei frowned, wondering what she was talking about. Rias frowned, unsure how to put what she wanted to say into words. "Did you ever wonder why it was that you were targeted by a Fallen Angel?" She asked him tentatively.

Issei froze, slowly nodding his head. "Yes, I have." He replied. Rias nodded and supplied "The reason was because she could tell that you have a Sacred Gear. Every so often, a human is born with a unique and powerful ability or set of abilities, powered by an item attached to their souls. This item is referred to as a Sacred Gear, a gift from God." She explained.

Issei scowled, saying "That's it? That's the only reason she had to kill me?" Rias frowned, replying "It's not that simple. God gifted humanity with Sacred Gears in order to allow them to protect themselves from supernatural forces. They aren't just pretty trinkets, each and every one of them is powerful in some way, making the humans who have them a threat. The reason she killed you was because you could have become a threat, to her and her faction."

Issei scowled, exclaiming "I didn't realize that killing someone because they might become a threat was acceptable these days." Rias frowned, shaking her head. "I didn't say that what she did was right, I don't approve of that kind of thing either. I was only explaining the likely reasons for her actions." She said. Issei sighed, calming down. "Sorry, I shouldn't have taken it out on you. I just can't believe that that was the reasoning that resulted in my death. Anyway, how do I even use my Sacred Gear? Is there a guidebook or something?"

Rias giggled, shaking her head. "No, each Sacred Gear is different, and its users have to learn how to use them for themselves. However, typically a good starting point is activating them through determination and focus. Whether through meditation or in the middle of a life-threatening battle, Sacred Gears activate when their host feels a great amount of resolve. After it activates for the first time, you'll have a much easier time activating it in the future." She elaborated.

Issei sighed, saying "Well, I guess I'll just have to step up my training then. I'm not the type for meditation, so a battle is likely to be my best bet. Since that's the case, I should hone my skills without my Gear, so that when I unlock it, I'll be even better off." Rias blinked, surprised at his foresight and reasoning. She smiled in approval.

Akeno giggled, exclaiming "Ara, ara! It seems the newbie is more than just a pretty face after all, eh Rias?" Issei blushed, rubbing the back of his head bashfully. Koneko spoke up then, "Surprising." She deadpanned. Issei turned to her with an insulted expression, exclaiming "What's that supposed to mean?" Koneko ignored him, focusing back onto her chocolate. Issei sweat-dropped, as Rias and Akeno giggled and Kiba smirked. Issei sighed, "Well, what happens next, now that I'm a devil?" He asked.

Rias smirked, saying "Well, right now you are only a Low-Class Devil. All Low-Class Devils must make contracts with humans in order to grow stronger and gain a reputation, so that they can become Middle-Class Devils, and eventually High-Class Devils.

A contract is formed when a human summons a Devil with the use of a summoning circle, and they make a deal with them. This deal is essentially a trade, with the human wanting the Devil to assist them with something, in exchange for a payment. This payment is determined by how difficult the task the human wants done is. It could be money, jewelry, or other things, but the point is that by forming a contract with the human, the Devil gains a small permanent increase in their power. The more satisfied the human feels by the results of their deal, the more power is gained by the Devil." She explained.

Issei nodded his understanding. Rias smiled, saying "Tonight, you will be attempting to form your first contract, since Koneko has been requested by two different people. You will take one off her hands, and get some good experience at the same time." Koneko nodded, saying "Yeah, that'd be totally rad." Unnerving Issei slightly with how monotone she said something supposed to sound enthusiastic.

Shaking it off, he indicated his agreement, "Yeah, no problem. How do I know where to go though?" He asked. Rias smiled, responding "That's where the summoning circle comes in. Remember that flier you received, the day of your rebirth? The woman who gave you that flier was my familiar, who I had giving out those fliers all day. They react when a human holding them is feeling a great amount of desire, activating and sending a sort of beacon of their location to the Devil in question. Then, we use a transportation circle, homing in on that beacon. After that, it's just a matter of negotiation, sealing the contract, and carrying it out." She explained. Issei nodded, saying "All right, I'm ready!"

Smiling, Rias formed the Transportation Circle, "Just step on that Circle, it will take you where you need to go." Issei nodded, stepping onto the Circle. With a flash of light, he was gone. Across town, in a small apartment complex, a Circle formed. Its resident smiled, it was about time a Devil showed up. A figure emerged from the Circle, revealing a teenage boy. "Hey, you the one Summoning a Devil?" He asked awkwardly. The resident smiled "Sure am!" They said.

Gilgamesh watched the world underneath her go by silently, pondering her plan to get more involved in the Supernatural world. She was currently in her private jet, on the way to Kuoh. Ever since she had been reincarnated, she had not had much to do with the Three Factions. She had spent the first 16 years of her life with her family, attempting to reforge herself.

At first, she had resented her new situation, hating that she needed someone to take care of her in her toddler years. Eventually though, her new family grew on her. At first, she didn't realize what was happening, having never had a family, and having only ever had one friend. By the time she realized, they had already earned a spot in her heart, and she couldn't bring herself to push them away.

Having a loving family had aided her in the process of improving herself, finding that even though they were nothing special, similar to the countless mongrels that lived on Earth, that they were her mongrels.

One good thing from being reincarnated was that she was no longer a Servant, bound to a single Class and limited to the personality she had had at the time period she had been summoned from.

Since she had been fully reincarnated, her full memories were now accessible and hers completely, from the time she was a child, to the end of her life. This had significantly impacted her personality. Since she had been reincarnated while in her Archer Class, that personality had the most impact on her current personality, but with full access to her memories, her personality had shifted towards how she had been towards the end of her life.

Becoming female and being raised in a loving family had impacted her as well. She recalled an incident that had happened when she was 5 in this life…

Start Flashback

Yachi Hyoudou started in surprise as he walked into their living room, startled to see his 5 year old daughter with a glass of wine in her hands. "What do you think you are doing? You are far too young for alcohol!" He said sternly.

Sayuri opened her mouth to protest, but he interrupted, saying "Put it back in your vault!" He sighed internally as his willful daughter stiffened, eyes flashing angrily at the order. He loved his daughter, regardless of the fact that she remembered her previous life and had the abilities and skills to prove it, but at this rate, his hair would turn gray before he hit thirty!

As Sayuri reluctantly put the wine back in her vault, he approached her, picking her up and ignoring her surprised squawk of protest, heading to the couch and sitting down with her in his lap. He looked down, amused at her slight blush as she glared at him, demanding "...Put. Me. Down."

Yachi shook his head and tightened his hold on her, preventing her from escaping. "Listen, I understand that your experiences and memories from your past life are making this somewhat difficult for you, but you have to remember that you are currently a little girl. More importantly though, you are MY little girl, and I only want what's best for you. Understand?"

At his words, her blush deepened and she looked away. "Y-yes, Father." She replied softly. Yachi's eyes softened and he declared "I love you, my darling little girl." At this, she buried her bright red face into his chest and mumbled something indistinct. Amused, he said "I didn't quite catch that Sayuri." Her face flaming red, she looked up and said "I said I l-love you too, Father." Surprised and pleased, as this was the first time she had said that to him, he made the mistake of smiling at her softly. "Why are you smiling?!" She demanded angrily. His eyes widened as he realized what he had done, hands raising up to show his innocence and starting to reply, but was interrupted by his embarrassed and angry daughter. "You jerk!" She yelled uncharacteristically, hopping off his lap and kicking him hard in the shin, before storming off. Ruefully rubbing his aching shin, he shook his head. Really, anyone who watched anime could have told you his mistake. You never smiled at a dere-ing Tsundere.

After she had reached adulthood, she turned her attention towards building herself a Kingdom, finding that she missed being a King with an actual Kingdom to rule. Even though she was the One True King of the World, making her Kingdom all of the world, that wasn't really acknowledged by most people.

If she tried to go to a Nation and take over rulership, she would have to conquer it, because they wouldn't want to hand over the reigns. While conquering the world was an interesting thought, she didn't really wish to do so, finding the prospect of proving herself to be the Rightful King over and over again to the mongrels that ruled in her place to be tedious and annoying.

Instead, she decided to rebuild Uruk, thinking that making her own nation would be less of a chore. She had her mansion built in the shadow of where Uruk used to be, informing her family that she was moving and would visit occasionally. They protested, but her charisma was well up to the task of talking a couple of civilians and their child into seeing things her way.

The region she picked was sparsely populated, and there was no real government in place. Instead, gangs ruled the villages scattered across the area with an iron fist. She quickly eliminated the gangs, gaining the immense gratitude of the locals, who hardly protested when she proclaimed herself their King. She employed the locals that were the worst off, those with no homes, little money, and dire prospects for a future.

She gave them room and board, in exchange for them being her servants. This method of recruiting servants ensured that they were devoted and completely loyal to her, because she saved them from the depths of despair. She hired a few highly trained servants from abroad, having them train her new staff to her demanding standards.

With her servants taken care of, she decided that any Kingdom needed a fighting force to defend it. While she was certainly strong enough to face any threats to her Kingdom, she wouldn't always be there. All the enemy would have to do is attack while she wasn't there, and with no fighting force to defend it, her Kingdom would fall.

Of course, the conquering forces would be annihilated as soon as she returned, but that wouldn't mean much to the people killed in the attack. So, with that in mind, she went to the villages in her new Kingdom, recruiting able-bodied men and women to help defend their home. She was pleased at how many recruits she ended up with, finding that each village had plenty of people with no jobs and a willingness to fight to defend their home.

However, even though she now had a potential fighting force, the vast majority of the new recruits had no combat experience or training. To fix this problem, she hired a group of mercenaries to train most of her new army. She took a select group of promising men and women for herself to train to be Generals in her army and put them through a vigorous 2 year-long boot camp.

During this boot-camp, four days a week were devoted to physical training, where she pushed them to their limits, and beyond, military style. Two days of the week were devoted to leadership training, teaching them tactics and strategy, along with other essential skills for an army General. One day a week was a recovery day, when they were allowed to do as they wished.

By the end of the boot-camp, she had about a dozen trusted Generals, having weeded out the less-capable people. By this time, the mercenaries declared that her army was up to snuff, and after doing an evaluation, she agreed. Satisfied that her Kingdom had a capable fighting force, she turned her attention to making her Kingdom a great place to live.

Over the next year, she established the laws of her Kingdom, putting in place laws that most civilized countries needed, outlawing things such as theft, murder, vandalism, and so on. Then, she set about making life for the citizens of her Kingdom a lot better than it was.

She employed more job-less villagers to maintain a large farm, providing them with free room and board, having them supply the villagers with produce from the farm. Then, she set up a standard education system for the villagers, having a school built in each village, staffed by teachers she recruited from various places.

As life improved for the villagers, their love for their King blossomed into a deep devotion, near the point of worshipping her. She found this extremely satisfying, pleased at the results she was getting. As she gazed out the window of the plane, she spoke softly "I wonder what you would make of this...Enkidu?"