A/N: Hello, it's been a while hasn't it? I apologise for the extreme delay in delivering this chapter - ran out of ideas of how to proceed and then real life took over so frankly, I haven't been working on this as much as I could've.

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If Kiba had to describe what he saw in the chapel, he would call it a slaughter.

When the monster spoke, Kiba could feel a massive surge of pure unadulterated power quickly building up within the chapel, gathering to a single spot above them all. There was so much that in fact, Kiba was having trouble breathing under the intensity. He could feel the power gradually slowing to a stop and something inside him screamed that he needed to run.

The swordsman turned to Issei urgently and yelled, "Issei, we need to move now!"

The brunette nodded, holding onto Koneko firmly before hurrying to the main doors of the chapel.

"Hey! Where the fuck do you think you shitty devils are going?!" Kiba heard Freed protest and just barely ducked in time to avoid a light infused bullet to the head.

The devils were barely out of the chapel when the power finally detonated, causing four powerful explosions that shook the entire church. They had not escaped unscathed either unfortunately.

Kiba's back lit up in searing pain as the intense energy lashed out at him, no doubt burning through the back of his shirt along with his skin.

Issei shrieked when his right leg was caught and was hurled outside from the brunt of the explosion. There was a sickening crack in the air as some of Issei's bones broke from the impact.

Koneko suffered the least damage of them all, having been shielded by Issei's battered body but she was still struck by some of the debris that was flung away by the blow.

It took a while for Kiba's ears to stop ringing from the powerful eruption and longer for him to look at the chapel to process what happened.

The church was gone, crumbled to the ground in shambles. Kiba would've been surprised if the building could take an explosion of that caliber, much less four of them too. He could see Freed laying on the ground, surrounded by a pool of his own blood.

The three Fallen Angels succumbed to kneeling just to stay upright. Their wings were smoking and rapidly losing the onyx feathers they bore, revealing raw red skin underneath. Though they were not in the same state as Freed was, the Fallen Angels were significantly injured by the spell that winged monster casted.

It called itself Lucifer. As in Lucifer, one of the Original Satans.

He fought down the shudder. He knew a Lucifer, but it wasn't the one that had brazenly announced itself before the Fallen Angels. The Lucifer he knew had hair as red and long as Rias, and never exuded the darkness that this monster did either.

"Oh? It appears that you Fallens can take a blow after all." Lucifer observed as he gazed down at the three.

"S-Shut up..!" Raynare growled raggedly, panting heavily. "You… You can't possibly be him!"

"Deny what you will but I assure you that I am Lucifer." Lucifer assured with a sinister smile, folding his arms.

"But.. The original Lucifer, he died back in the Great War." Kalawarner protested weakly.

"Or so many believed."

The disbelief on the Fallen Angel's faces grew. "You... So all these centuries... After the Great War, you were actually alive all this time?"

Lucifer's grin only grew, which drove the Fallen Angels further into despair.

"That's… That's it. We're done for." Dohnaseek laughed brokenly, a mad smile on his face. "We can't possibly fight against the Morning Star. We're going to be destroyed and we can't do a thing about it."

"Shut up, shut up!" Raynare snapped, summoning several light spears and snarled.

She was exhausted. Even with Twilight Healing removing her wounds, it couldn't restore her energy and the spell that Lucifer casted had nearly robbed her of all of her stamina. It took everything she had to not crash on the ground.

Lucifer barely even blinked as the light spears smashed into him with a strength akin to a newborn kitten, even letting out a bored yawn once Raynare had exhausted all of the spears.

"As... amusing as it has been to step into the Human World again, much less His territory, I'm afraid you have all outlived your usefulness." He pointed at Kalawarner, "Maziodyne."

Lightning cackled and wracked through Kalawarner's body. An agonizing scream tore its way out of the Fallen Angel's throat but did nothing to save her. Raynare watched as the Fallen Angel's wings was reduced to its bare skin as her skin burned from the shock, all the way to Kalawarner being reduced to mere dust.

Dohnaseek was next. The same lightning tore its way into the male Fallen Angel and just like it did with Kalawarner, it fried him inside out. A broken cackle left Dohnaseek as his heart stopped beating and his skin breaking down to tiny charred pieces.

"Kalawarner! Dohnaseek!" Raynare screamed when she realized she was the only Fallen Angel left and frantically scanned the area around her. "Freed?!"

The human was nowhere in sight but Raynare had spotted the puddle of blood he had left behind.

"So the human decides to abandon the Fallen Angel in time of need. What an ironic scene would you not agree, my lord?" Lucifer chuckled darkly, looking down at the blue haired teen who stood beside him.

There was no verbal response from the teen but an amused smirk had taken its place on his face.

"You- How could you!?" Raynare wailed, pointing at Lucifer and the teen, "Murderer! Defiler! Demon!"

That was the last thing she said before Raynare's life force was ripped away from her being. Her essence was shredded and converted into fodder for the demon. The Fallen Angel was dead within seconds and fell to the ground as a lifeless husk.

Kazuya felt very drained.

His whole body was aching and raw, and it wasn't from being stabbed by the light spears either. Speaking of which, the wounds the spears had caused weren't there anymore. Did they heal at some point? If so, then he knows that he won't die from blood loss at least.

Kazuya could feel his legs finally giving out under him, muscles unable to sustain the energy needed to keep him upright.

"It is good to fight for you again, overlord." Lucifer said to him with a nod.

Kazuya nodded numbly, trying to speak up but his tongue merely lolled around in his mouth. Why couldn't he get it working?

"It seems that all those years of absence have decayed your strength. You are no longer able to sustain yourself in my presence at your current state. You've become weak." Lucifer lamented, inspecting Kazuya closely and clicked his tongue. "This won't do at all.

Right and Kazuya sure as hell hadn't exercised one day since the day he awoke. He hadn't felt the need to. The memories didn't exist back then, the ones that told him that he was horrifying weak and no more than a simple worm that even a Goblin could destroy. Unfitting for a king-

Kazuya shakes his head. King, what king? Not him certainly. He was a Lord. Overlord. There is a distinction between a King and an Overlord. No there isn't. They both rule over their loyal subjects, but he never lorded over people. No, he did that with the supernatural races.

He hissed under the strain of two conflicting sets of memories fighting over each other, vying for dominance and establishing his true identity. All Kazuya wanted was for the headache to stop. He needed a Dia or a… A something! Even human medicine or whatever it was that could make this stop.

"Such a shame. I was hoping to explore humanity's realm once more but I will have to wait until you have restored your strength." Lucifer sighed, his form disappearing into black wisps. "I expect you to return to your peak strength by the next time you've summoned me."

With that done, Kazuya promptly fell flat on his stomach and drifted off to a dream of a tower in a red sky.


When Rias was informed of Issei's plan to save the nun, she was hardly surprised.

Ever since Asia the nun had been taken away by Raynare, Issei had been restless. Nothing the members of her peerage said to him could make him settle. Not even Rias could make him settle down with her words, which miffed her slightly.

When his patience finally wore thin enough, Issei finally took off to track down the lost nun although not before both Koneko and Kiba demanded to follow him to ensure that their newest peerage member didn't die.

In the end, it was his loyalty for his friends that won over the desire to obey. Something that Rias outright admired along with the boundless amount of courage that the brunette seemed to possess.

It had been one of the reason she was looking into resurrecting Issei, aside from his Sacred Gear because such loyalty was rare among the living.

Rias and Akeno made their move once they felt the spike of Light in Kuoh, now aware of where the rest of her Peerage were doing battle.

Neither of them knew what to say when they finally arrived to the church or at least what was left of it.

The chapel had been razed to the ground, not a single pillar left standing upright. Statues of what used to be angels were nothing more than pieces of pebbles. The pews that once occupied the hall were scattered haphazardly, most of them broken in splinters and few in large pieces.

"R-Rias." The red haired devil immediately snapped her head to the direction of the voice.

Issei and Kiba were lying on the ground, not too far away from the wreckage. Koneko was cradled in the Pawn's arms, being as still as she could to prevent further agitation to her wounds. Rias could see several injuries decorating her subordinates and felt her jaw tighten in silent anger.

Rias walked up to Kiba who seemed the least injured out of the three. "What happened here?"

Kiba mulled over his thoughts, stringing together an appropriate answer for his King and pointed at a figure who laid on the floor in the center of the wreckage, "He happened."

Rias trailed her eyes to where Kiba was pointing and gasped softly. She recognized him from the photos Sirzech had sent her, along with letters of severe warning to avoid contact with him at all cost.

She had disobeyed her brother only once to get a feel of the male's essence, curiosity demanding her to know exactly what about the boy had gotten her brother so worried. He had felt human back then.

Now, not a single shred of humanity's essence lingered in him. All that was left was the wicked darkness that practically embraced him, encompassing him like a mantle.

"Rias." Akeno's call brought the red haired devil back to reality. "It would appear that your brother is here."

Wait, what?

"Hello Rias, Akeno." Sirzech greeted the two devils with a smile that did not quite reach his cheeks. Behind him were Ajuka, Serfall and Falbium. None of them looked happy to be here.

Rias felt her eyes widen in puzzlement, "Why are all of the Four Great Satans here?"

"Why, can't we be here?" Sirzech asked back amusedly but nothing about it was funny. When he saw the unamused look on his sister's face, he caved in. "We are here for the Fallen's prisoner. It is of utmost importance that we retrieve him before anyone gets hurt."

"Something that we are apparently late for." Falbium observed, glancing at the destroyed church and sighed, "… I mean, if that wreckage isn't enough of a clue already."

"Now that you know why we're here, what about you Rias? Why are you here?" Serafall asked inquisitively.

"To rescue my peerage of course." Rias answered, gesturing to Kiba and Issei. "My new Pawn ran off to save a girl that the Fallen had kidnapped."

At mentioning this, the red haired devil frowned and turned to look at Kiba. "Issei, where is your friend?"

Issei blinked and gasped in shock, snapping his head back at the wreckage. "Asia!"

He laid Koneko down gently on the ground before rushing to the ruins, specifically to where the altar once stood with Asia chained to the cross. Issei let out a broken sob when he finally found her burnt, charred corpse.

Not one bit of Asia was spared, her once beautiful golden hair seared to a charcoal black, skin flayed from the explosions brought by the fight and her beauty forever marred by the power summoned by that stranger.

If the wound of seeing Asia dying before them wasn't deep enough already, seeing her body desecrated beyond recognition just doused the wound in salt. Very painful.

"She was already dead when we finally found her." Kiba said softly with a somber tone as they watched Issei grieve over his friend. "Her Sacred Gear had been extracted by the Fallen Angel."

Rias had to take in a deep breath before asking quietly, "Where is that Fallen Angel now?"

Kiba bit his lips anxiously and pointed at the body near the blue haired teen's. "Over there. I don't know what he did however."

Ajuka knelt down next to the Fallen Angel's corpse, his face twisting to a shocked frown. "He drained her essence. Took it all away until none of it was left for her."

"Only vampires can drain the essence of other races but even they cannot complete deplete a supernatural of their essence..." Akeno pointed out, staring at the blue haired boy.

"For even the highest class vampire in the Underworld, to deprive a supernatural of their energy is difficult to do, mostly because of the balance of power will be disrupted from the influx, likely destroying the vampire in the process." Ajuka explained, examining the Fallen Angel closer with narrowed eyes.

"But the boy that the Fallen Angels had foolishly taken as a mere prisoner? It would be no more than a simple tug of power until he gains it all."

The devil glanced down to the silver rings that adorned her fingers and slipped them off.

"Here, I believe these belong to your friend." Ajuka said, tossing the Sacred Gear to Rias. The male devil turned to look at the rest of the Four Satans. "I'm sure you know this now, but we have a situation on our hand."

"Yes, thank you for pointing out the obvious when we can all feel it from here." Albium replied dryly.

"Our spies reported that he was still human when they were observing him." Serafall raised a brow puzzledly. "Even for someone like him, it shouldn't have been possible to hide like that."

"He didn't, remember?" Sirzech reminded Serafall, "He couldn't hide all of himself. We could feel him back then as well, though it was very faint."

Sirzech sighed, his shoulders sagging and turned to look at Rias. His sister knew the look he had on him. The only time he wore such an expression was when something significantly trouble has come up.

"Rias, I know you want to know what is going on right now, but I promise I will explain it all later. For now, we need to get him to the Underworld. Far from the Angels." Sirzech said hurriedly, hauling the blue haired boy's arm around his shoulder and making his way to leave the church.

"Brother wait-!" Rias cried out but the Four Satans had all left along with Sirzech, leaving Rias to her injured peerage and her weeping Pawn.

The red haired devil glanced down at the rings in her palm, identifying it as the Sacred Gear Twilight Healing and turned around to reincarnate her another member of her peerage.


Kazuya was getting real tired of waking up in unfamiliar environments with little to no idea of how he had gotten to said place.

First the hospital, then that underground room where he was stabbed in the stomach by someone – a Fallen Angel he remembers – and now finally, in some room he didn't stay for long in.

The moment he had woken up, a grey haired woman practically dragged him out and took him to an entirely different room.

At least he still had his headphones. Kazuya idly noted that his clothes were perfectly fine too, he was certain that they had torn yesterday.

The blue haired teen couldn't find his COMP though. Did someone take it?

The room was huge, it was spacious and there was a big round table at the center.

"Please take a seat and wait here. My master will be joining you shortly." The grey haired woman said to him before disappearing just as quickly as she appeared.

Kazuya frowned as he took his seat and looked around the room. He didn't know there was a building like this in Kuoh. He paused before doing a double take.

Kuoh didn't feel like this. Whereas Kuoh felt like it was constantly moving, the place he was felt foreboding and dark. Almost intimately familiar in fact.

"We apologize for the wait."

Two men walked into the room. The maid followed them in but stopped near the door. Kazuya scanned the men in the room. One was a red haired and the other, a man with black hair yet had blonde bangs.

"Damn. When you said that the Overlord had returned, I did not expect a kid to be the one." The man with black and gold hair said, surprise and shock in his eyes. "Then again, kids these days seem to be the holders of almighty powers nowadays."

"He didn't look like a child back then. He was much more intimidating." The red haired man reminded with an amused chuckle. "All he's missing is his horns and the cape he wore."

He paused to sneak a glimpse at Kazuya and shook his head. "Or his horns turned into those nice pair of headphones he's got. Speaking of which, where'd you get them? They fit you nicely. Goes with the whole demonic look there."

The tease in his tone was very obvious and Kazuya had half the mind to tell the man to shut up.

"I don't know." Kazuya shrugged in response, unconsciously adjusting his headphone over his ears. "Found them along with everything else I have on me." He narrowed his eyes at the two men. "Did you take my COMP?"

"I didn't break it, don't worry." The man with the black and gold hair assured, pulling out Kazuya's COMP from his red coat and sliding it back to its true owner.

As Kazuya inspects the device for any potential damage, the man continued on. "You don't see this device as often anymore today, so I was curious about what was on yours."

Seeing that there was no external hardware damage, Kazuya booted up the COMP's system.

He noticed that there were two extra applications installed: The Demon Summoning Program and the Demonic Compendium. There was another app, but it had been greyed out, and Kazuya couldn't access it at all.

"… You guys were watching me, weren't you." Kazuya said quietly, his eyes leaving the screen to stare at the two men. "The Fallens – they said that the Devils were watching me."

"They were right. We were indeed watching you." The red haired man nodded, "You're more dangerous than you realise. Had we not removed you from the Heaven's territory earlier, Micheal himself would've descended to smite you on the spot."

"Micheal?" Kazuya repeated inquisitively, "He sounds familiar."

"He was one of Father's first creation and the leader of the Angels." The multicolor haired man explained, sighing loudly, "… And one of your top enemies. He wouldn't hesitate to remove you on the spot if he detected you on holy land."

That just… Brought another question. One that he should've asked since he saw them but had somehow forgotten about. "If we aren't there, then where are we?"

"How strange. Considering the place we are at, I would've believed that you of all demons would recognize it." The red haired man mused strangely, a puzzled frown setting on his face, "Do you not recognize your old domain, King of Bel?"

… Ah.

So that was what he was forgetting.


The next morning, Rias had ordered everyone to arrive in the club room early in the morning. None of them needed to ask why, excluding Asia, their new Bishop and Koneko who had no idea what had happened after she fell unconscious yesterday.

Issei had been ecstatic when Asia was reincarnated with her Sacred Gear, and the former nun shared his joyful happiness.

Issei had followed through with his promise, even though she had lost her humanity in exchange for living a second life. It had bothered her initially, but the relief she saw on Issei's face when she was well enough to move – how could she be not grateful for Issei's help?

Especially his concerns for her wellbeing when she was dead.

Words could not express the gratefulness she had for her King and her Lord, even if she could no longer pray to the latter without suffering migraines for treading on holy grounds. If it weren't for either, she would not be together with Issei and his wonderful friends anymore.

Speaking of his friends, they were all gathered in the club room with grim looks on their faces.

"Um," Asia mumbled, glancing at Issei questioningly, "I've been wondering, what are we meeting for?"

"You don't know?" Issei asked puzzledly before slapping a hand over his forehead, "Shit, right. You weren't ali- around when it happened."

"As Issei said, I've called you together to discuss about yesterday's event." Rias said sternly, folding her legs, "As Akeno and I had arrived late to scene and my brother has yet to explain to me what has happened to the stranger, we lack the necessary information to understand the situation."

She pointedly looked at her Pawn and Knight, "Issei and Kiba, since you two were able to remain conscious during the whole ordeal, tell us what happened at the church. Start from the beginning when you had first arrived."

"I'll go first." Said Kiba, sitting up straighter as he recalled the church, "When Koneko, Issei and I had arrived at the church, we had been too late to rescue Asia as the Fallen had already managed to extract her Sacred Gear through a ritual. I suspect it's one of ancient magic. We engaged in combat with the Fallen Angel's ringleader at the time-"

"Raynare, the bitch who killed me." Issei muttered hatefully, glaring daggers at the table.

"- Who claimed ownership over Twilight Healing and used it against us." Kiba continued on as if Issei hadn't said anything, "It wasn't an easy battle for them. I was put against the exorcist, Freed Sellzen who prevented me from joining Koneko and Issei."

"Damn, the Church was on it too?"

"Doubt it. From what I could gain from Freed's rambling was that he was acting alone. It's likely he's a stray, considering his barbaric behavior." Kiba shook his head and shivered as he continued on.

"Then all out of nowhere, the whole place… It just became so wrong. Being in the church was harming enough but the sensation we felt was far worse than being poured in holy water."

"It was like something was sucking the oxygen out of the air, weighing us down like lead and gradually suffocating us all indiscriminately. It wasn't until he came that we could breathe easier, but the dread didn't disappear." The Knight rambled.

"This guy was literally Darkness. It came off from him like power, an aura you can't hide away from no matter what you did. And his eyes Rias – there was nothing in it. Everything has a bit of life in them, something to indicate they're alive. This guy? You couldn't tell what he was thinking unless you really tried to pry into his mind, and I've no doubt whatever is in his head will traumatize anyone with a first glance."

"He killed one of the Fallen Angel with a spell for fire, I think. Something about being stabbed in the stomach and returning the favor." Issei stepped in when he noticed Kiba was shaking slightly.

"The guy in the trench coat tried to stab the guy too, but then something else appeared. It was huge and green. Mostly naked too. It was really strong too. It just took the Fallen Angel's light spear and crushed it in its hand like nothing. Rias, do you think I could do that one day?"

"Probably not since you are a Devil, and we Devils are easily harmed by constructs of the Light." Rias shook her head, "Back to the subject, what about this thing that made it powerful?"

"This thing had six wings, Rias. Six Devil wings. If that doesn't say enough, it literally summoned a ball of nothing but power, and bombed the Church to nothing with it. Even when Issei, Koneko and I were outside of the building by the time the bomb detonated, we were still affected by the blast radius and barely survived the fallout." Kiba explained, holding up six fingers.

Rias paled at hearing Kiba's description of the entity that had arrived with the stranger. Six wings meant a high class Devils or worse, an Ultimate Class Devil.

However, Rias didn't know of another Devils that matched Kiba's description.

"When we arrived, we didn't see any other devils. Did this one leave?"

Issei nodded, "Yeah. It kind of faded away in a burst of light. Like poof."

"Rias, there's another thing you need to know," Kiba interjected worriedly, "When the devil first appeared, he called himself Lucifer. As in, one of the Original Satans, not the title your brother has."

"That's impossible. All of the Original Satans died in the Great War that happened millennia ago." Rias denied, shook her head.

"That's what the Fallen Angel had told him as well but the devil said, and I quote: 'Or so many believed'." Kiba argued. "Look, I don't know for sure if the guy was bluffing or not, but he definitely had the power to back up his claims. He might even be as strong as your brother, if not, stronger."

"Then there's the prisoner who joined us." Issei added, frowning. "I don't really remember most of the mumbo jumbo that this Lucifer guy said, but he said something about seven days of judgement and a king. King of bells or something like that."

"King of bells…?" Rias' eyes widened in realization, "It can't be…!"

"Rias? Is something the matter?" Akeno asked, concern in her voice.

"If what Issei heard was right," Rias said slowly, licking her lips nervously, "There is the possibility that a second Great War will break out soon. That is, if the King of Bel has truly returned."


"Those are the rules you must follow while attending Kuoh Academy. Should you be caught breaking any of these rules-"

"We'll get in trouble and receive punishment appropriate to what we have done, right?" A male teenager wearing a white cap grinned cheekily, "School's the same no matter where we go, huh?"

"Of course, things would be like that." A red haired girl huffed, crossing her arms, "Besides, if you think the school's going to punish you badly, wait until I get my hands on you."

"I wouldn't dream of it." He laughed, "At least, not until we find him. It's been too long since we've last seen him."

"Yeah, it really has been." The girl sighed contentedly, "Do you think he remembers us?"

"Of course, he would, Yoohoo." The boy affirmed confidently, "We stood by his side to hell and back, quite literally too, and we even promised to meet up again one day. You of all people know how far he'll go to uphold a promise, even if it meant to break a seal from God."


Freed was shaking. He was mad- no, mad wouldn't justify the shaking mess he was.

He was livid, furious, outraged but most of all, delighted.

That boy, so pathetically weak in appearance but that oh so delicious Darkness that practically reeked from his mortal shell-

It was delicious.

It was extravagant.

It was so much more pleasurable than the measly Light that he utilized as a weapon.

Freed wanted more.

The Church called him a monster; a disgusting savage for indulging in his own pleasure.

But what was so wrong with that?

Especially with the tantalizing Darkness that beckoned to him so much, promising blood and hate to be shed with each battle that would come.

And for every battle that would come in the future, it would eventually lead to the world being Purified.

A new start for an already disgusting world riddled with the wretched demons, and all it needed was many bodies to carry out the Darkness.

And Freed knew exactly where to get those bodies.


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Replies:

Saruq: Asia converting sounds like a fun idea. Sad that I don't know how to implement it.

InfernoKnightmare: Not only Lucifer, so many more are going to return.

LuciferXIII Trollkaiger Green: Perhaps, but overkill is always the best first impression. Befitting for a demon overlord, yes?

Ball: Lucky that Lucifer will have to be restricted for now, as well as many other powerful Bel Demon.

Overlord Laharl: I'd answer how but I'm afraid I forgot the answer myself.

Insane Wombat: Hell yes. Deep Darkness is good theme.

Avarize: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯