Chapter 3: An Achievement

"RAAAAAHHHHHH!"

"RAAAAAHHHHHH!"

Both Issei and the Dopant clashed once again fire and fist meeting fire and fist. Once again they continued to pummel one another in a close-in duel of constant hits and misses.

The only difference being that the Dopant was gaining ground.

In the violent exchange Issei in his inexperience left himself open to have a molten fist slam right into his left rib. Even with the armor the raw feedback had coursed through his body and something was damaged inside of him.

As it should be Masked Form protected Issei from molten slag at the moment but as it was Kabuto's fire was obviously useless against the lava encrusted abomination. Before the next clash could start again Issei had preemptively snap fisted back the ex-delinquent enough that he could turn to Xenovia.

"RUN!" he shouted.

Only for Xenovia to scowl, "I am aware of the supernatural world." she answers before the a blade of light spontaneously appeared over the sword hilt she held, "now step aside."

A ball of magma flew towards the two of them but Issei swatted it away with his arm.

The armored teen turned towards her, "You think fighting this guy without protection is a good idea!?"

A second ball of magma careened towards them but the bluenette promptly sliced it in two.

"This is my protection." she gestured to the energy blade.

Without delay the duo charged towards the fire elemental taking turns to engage and disengage. Like a professional Xenovia flowed around each and every brute attack, the blade of light twirling in the air leaving lengthy curved cuts in the creature.

All Issei saw was a weird foreigner unleashing her inner Jedi.

Though while she was acrobatic, the Japanese teen was all brute force. The thousands cuts wore the USB user down enough that it was starting to hurt from the extra pounds of inch thick metal plate slamming into its gut. Sets of five, three, four, two, seven punches to the torso followed in order; concurrently she would circle their opponent slashing away at any opening. A solid hay-maker by Issei sent the Molten Skeleton to the ground only for a brief respite.

"Have you seen these things before?" he asked nursing an arm.

"No I have not." she replied with a twirl of the light blade, "Those of the church would know."

"The Church?" Issei answered as he dodged a molten projectile, "So God and Angels exist?"

She glanced at him offended, "Of course they exist! Who do you think taught us how to make these swords!?"

"DIE BITCH!"

The conversation was cut abrupt as an even bigger pustule of magma sped towards them, far too large for Xenovia to block against.

Without thinking Issei crashed his armored form right into it as the plating eroded away. Whatever system that had once lightened his burden having shut down and caused all the weight to pile upon him and sending the teen to his knees.

"Are you alright!?" she shouted in concern.

Issei gritted his teeth as he pulled the horn, "Cast Off!"

Cast Off

Armor rendered useless, Issei was forced to expel the dead weight; though with the damage and by his own volition the plating simply detached and fell off him.

Change Beetle

With weight now gone Issei stood to face the Dopant, the monster now burning even brighter in its crazed state. Thoughts raced through Issei's mind is tried to find out how to finish him only to have someone else answer for the teen.

Kabuto began to chirp loudly and with the same words: (Finish with Rider Kick! Finish with Rider Kick!)

"Rider Kick?"

(Safety locks in order. pull horn).

Nodding he looked to Kabuto and saw three buttons labeled 1 to 3.

1...2...3…

He quickly slammed his finger on each button as he had his hand on the handle.

"Rider Kick!"

He pulled the handle/horn as electric current now arced around his legs.

Rider Kick

New Skill! Rider Kick - Kabuto's signature finishing move. A high powered kick.

Growling as energy built up on his feet, Issei already knew what had to happen next.

"HAAAAAH!"

Maddened the human turned fire entity lunged towards him and ran into a burning and electrified roundhouse; so powerful and so loud that it was if a whole satchel of flash bangs went off simultaneously.

Fractions of seconds later after contact the Magma Dopant exploded in a burst of energy and as the smoke cleared where once stood a burn skeletal monster was now an unconscious delinquent albeit singed and the the flash drive on the ground.

Though a part wanted him to question why after all that damage did he survive or even turn back normal, Issei was too strained to answer and allowed Kabuto to detach as the armor once again flashed out of existence.

"Can't…" he panted, "believe it. After all...that….he is back….to normal."

Catching his breath he collapsed to his knee as he looked at Xenovia who was in a daze.

"Messiah-sama."

"Messiah?" he asked confused, "...sama?"

"I should have seen this sooner."

She kneeled on one knee like a knight would to his lord.

"Xenovia."

"The knight of the red beetles. The savior who slayed the vermin of the high heavens." she continued like it was a chant.

"What are you talking about?"

"One of the first warriors to sally when the great stone fell from the sky."

"you mean a meteorite?"

"Whose speed was unmatched and could utterly smite foes with a single kick."

"LISTEN!" he grabbed her shoulders in an attempt to shake her to attention, "I am not the messiah! I don't know what the church says about Kabuto's previous user but-"

"Then you are the next messiah." she reasoned in all seriousness.

"you can't be serious…."

"and I shall forever pledge fealty to you.."

Side Objective Complete! Rise of the God Slayer

-Obtain a foreign italian battle nun waifu

Reward: a foreign italian battle nun waifu

"eh?"

"Gaia Memory." replied Takeda, holding the USB up to the light, " Haven't seen one of these in a long time."

The next day Issei with Xenovia met at Takeda's antique shop. It was not Issei and Xenovia because the bluenette somehow tracked him down and followed the teen like a devoted maid/bodyguard.

"How do you record and seal magic and magic information at the same time?" the Fangire questioned.

"In magic books." Issei replied.

"and how do people like to read books nowadays?"

"Electronically. E-Books stored in-"

"Precisely. You store E-Books in memory and these special little flash drives each store a magic were supposed to."

"Supposed to?"

"There is only so much you can shove into a few square centimeters. The design was flawed and its effects on users was….questionable. While most magic books that can infuse a person with power do so without changing anything in the user, Gaia memories don't have restraints. All that power makes people go nuts and it's already uncontrollable as it is given how much magic data is compressed into each one. Worst part is that the addiction gets worse and worse."

Takeda tossed Issei the Gaia Memory as he went for something behind the counter.

"Guess why the users are called Dopant."

Looking at it cautiously Issei carefully handed it to Xenovia who had held out both her hands.

The old man looked towards the sole woman, "and miss I trust that as a servant of the church you know how to deal with it?"

"I do." she answered, "The church does not tolerate such disgusting narcotic witchcraft. In fact I shall speak with them right now."

Walking out with her phone, Takeda only starter speaking after she closed the door behind her, "Two timing already Issei?"

"Not exactly," he shrugged, "she just found out about kabuto then she just said I am her master and i'm not sure Makoto-chan lending me to her friend Sakura counts." It was then that his eyes widened, "FUCK I FORGOT HER AT MCDONALDS!"

"indoor voice." the non-human chided, "Well that is to be expected Kabuto-kun is part of a long line of weapons used by humans against monsters. Most of the users I know of where good men who fought for just causes."

"Then why was he here? Why isn't he still with his original user or with some powerful monster hunter?"

Takeda chuckled as he looked off in reminiscence, "the war is over. That is why. They...They didn't try to make a name for themselves they came out of nowhere to battle evil and left when it is done. Urban Legends….well retired urban legends in a world of myth. Even among my kind those warriors are unknowns."

"were they...heroes?"

The old man paused then nodded, "they were. Many don't know the big picture but they can all agree that those Masked Riders fought for the forces of good; might be again if the supernatural world starts heating up again. I hope to god that whatever two-bit dealer still peddling Gaia Memories is an isolated incident; the last time a lot of people were hurt in Futo."

Kabuto chirped.

"How right you are Kabuto-kun." Takeda chuckled, "Like me Kabuto-kun hates retirement. All I can say right now is that you are a compatible host but that doesn't mean you are the next person to walk the path of heaven."

Silence persisted until Xenovia peeked her head in.

"Like I said before the Church has heard of these Gaia Memories and the japanese division is going to do a follow-up."

Takeda nodded, "and the non-church."

she scowled, "what about them?"

"fine." he sighed, "me and Issei will contact the locals. Now can you please leave I got some work to do."

Walking away Issei was finding it hard to ignore Xenovia's patient pace with him. As he walked she would follow.

"So why are you following me?"

"Because as a Warrior of the Church I must protect the Messiah and to pay a life debt that I owe."

'for the sake of honor' the japanese teen thought to his dismay, 'now i got one of the cold kind of girls on my tail. great.'

"Okay thats it." he stopped to look at Xenovia, " Look Xenovia as smart, powerful, and beautiful as you are I am not the Messiah and you don't need to follow me.."

"Y-you really mean that?"

Golden browns peered up at him, her once stern face now slightly softer with a flustered pink blush.

Kawaii

you have been affected by cuteness, your intelligence and willpower has reduced!

Issei nodded dumbly.

"but….as a servant of the church I have to keep to my vows and-"

"Y-yeah well...I know that you are serious person but…" still afflicted by Kawaii, Issei tried to fish for more words, "Xenovia you are an amazing women that any man should be proud of. I don't deserve someone as wonderful as you."

"you are."

To his dismay a dreaded screen appeared before him.

Xenovia 100%

"C-come again?" he yelped.

The originally dutiful look that Xenovia gave to him was replaced with a something more gentle.

"I see it now." she answered with all seriousness, "It must be God's will that we have met. It explains why I had the distinct urge to follow you yesterday."

It was at that point that Issei realized he had screwed up his words, then again he was unwittingly womanizing woman with issues. Losing all hope Issei sighed, "Xenovia."

"Yes my husband."

Issei paused, "..husband?"

"I had an epiphany." she answered completely straight laced.

Subtlety was not the right word for that moment. He having ran like hell in search of her and to then bow down on all fours in groveling submission whilst both his actual and his borrowing girlfriend where in the midst of a spar in the dojo.

It was only two hours since talking with Takeda ji-san and Xenovia had tagged along as to help explain his case..

"So let me get this straight. You left Sakura-chan after I lent you out to her as a date."

Issei nodded.

"To help Xenovia-san whose happens work for the church deal with a couple of yankees."

Issei nodded.

"where one turned out to be using a magic book turned USB/narcotic to turn himself into a flaming skeletal monster."

Issei nodded.

"Which you beat by transforming into an armored beetle like warrior using Kabuto-kun."

"I know it is hard to believe but-"

"I believe you."

"what?"

Makoto stood proudly as a small plume of smoke appeared and disappeared and to Issei's surprise her posture was slightly more feral; courtesy of the squirrel tail and ears.

"Squirrel Beastman." she answered.

Sakura meanwhile lifted her hand outward as a small orb of light floated just above her palm.

"Ki Martial Artist."

Xenovia however inched closer to Issei and grabbed him...inappropriately.

"Wife."

Right above both the two japanese girls spontaneously appeared an icon that looked like a foreboding Hannya mask.

Scorned Woman

Female only Status effect. Character is Enraged and will seek out and destroy the offender. Boost to all stats against target and those in the relative vicinity.

Followed by an actual Hannya Mask on fire crying tears of blood floating right behind them as ominous latin chanting played in the background.

Blinking in fear and disbelief Issei turned to see a floating panel just to the side with a triangular slider mounted below the words:

BGM: Ominous Latin Chanting 2

Naturally he move the slider all the way down and sure enough the initially frightening situation turned into a rather comical one as the three women were gritting their teeth and glaring at one another with the sound of the ensuing argument rendered mute.

Issei had a new respect for volume sliders.

"So…." trialed Xenovia, "What will it take?"

"10000 yen down payment." answered Makoto, "2500 a month for upkeep. Non-negotiable."

They shook hands, "deal."

"Am I really a piece of meat to you?" he said. 'and worth only that much?' he commented in his mind.

Makoto turned to you and smile, "yes."

Chirping, Issei turned to see Kabuto land upon his shoulder.

(Harem)

Achievement Unlocked! Harem King - you now have a harem. Men will hate you and most woman will see you as a misogynist pig.

Rewards: A Harem you lucky bastard.

Peering at the display Issei frowned, "not exactly what I had in mind."

Kabuto chirped smugly.

Shrugging it off, he attempted to veer the conversation away from his now bittersweet dream coming to fruition.

"Anyways" he began again, "how are you two?"

"Fine and dandy." the squirrel smirked, "in fact why don't you both join, all-out with powers? I could show you a new move as thanks for helping Sakura."

"What's it called."

He was met with a display of an almost endless barrage of punches in a bout of shadowboxing.

"Nanaya Style: Thousand Fists. Now after we are done assaulting you I'll teach you."

"Assaulting. You mean spars."

"No. Assaulting."

"So you are going to beat me up again."

"all three of us yes."

Kabuto decidedly flew away at that point as the air was filled with the cries of a broken man.

A week had quickly gone by and Thousand Fists was still out of reach. In that time he didn't take any three out on dates per se but they did hang out. So far no sign of crazy fallen angels or evil magic USB sticks but he was bringing Kabuto along with him when he can.

Xenovia was an italian transferee to the Japanese Church Branch and when not doing her duties or masquerading as a Kuoh Central foreign exchange student would act like a devoted companion, perhaps to devoted.

To his dismay she, Sakura, and Makoto appeared one day in front of his school in the middle of the free time afforded to them for Lunch hour. For the female majority of the formerly all-female private school they at first did not bat an eye, the few men in the meantime looking at them with the hormonal lust of the standard deprived japanese youth. The two reactions only lasted so long until one Kuoh student noticed where the trio were headed and sure enough everyone looked in surprised to find that they were approaching the perverted trio; or more exactly Issei.

In the meantime Issei was settling for a small sandwich as some more thugs had tried to jump him yet again but only managing to take less than an eighth of his HP, sadly the rest of his food stomped into paste during the melee. Matsuda the bald and Motohama the megane would have donated to him a piece of their bentos but they in an act of complete and utterly vile betrayal left their companion to waste away as punishment for toning down his perversion.

'assholes.' he grumbled, 'I got priorities!'

Priorities such as saving what dignity and sanity he had left with three girlfriends and not getting killed by superpowered thugs and nut jobs.

Time to time he winced as he nursed a bruise he got from a 'Ninja Delinquent' from the last mob.

"Issei-kun!"

With horror he turned to see the three smiling with boxes in their hands. Just a period a go he had gotten a call from Xenovia and offhandedly complained; now it was coming back to bite him.

"Husband we got you Japanese bento."

Husband.

"HUSBAND!?" the duo that was the other part of the trio screeched.

"Did they say husband?"

"him?"

"bastard!"

"Traitor."

"I didn't see that one coming…"

"disgusting."

"poor girls…"

Pleading the teen darted his eyes back and forth, desperately looking for an escape. Catching Sakura's eye, he was met with a shrug and her mouthing the words: not my idea sweetie

Praying to what gods that actually existed and gave a shit he was rewarded with a loud shuffling of steps he heard in the far distance the words of his savior.

"COME OUT HERE HYOUDOU! THE GANG'S ALL HERE TO PAY YOU BACK!"

"uh-oh," he terribly acted, "yankees are after me! I need to inform the student council immediately!"

Rotating 180 he immediately ran off, leaving the male students seething and the woman utterly disgusted. In the meantime a bespectacled woman with raven hair in a hime-cut just sighed as she hefted up a naginata over her shoulder.

"Issei Hyoudou."

Alone in the Student Council room was Sona Sitri, short conservative black hair and a pale complexion that fitted her cool-headedness. The third most popular girl in school but also one of the coldest with those same cold violet eyes staring right into his soul.

"K-Kaichou-S-senpai." he coiled back, "I-I would like to report of the-"

"Delinquents." she crossed her arms, "I am aware and I have already dealt with them."

"Kaichou-senpai...If its alright to ask but...how?"

She adjusted her spectacles, "I dealt with them. Now Issei I would like to ask about the commotion that your three girlfriends have caused."

Embarrassed Issei started to scratch the back of his head.

"Try to keep them from causing anymore incidents if you would be so kind. I trust that considering who they are that you...know so to speak."

Narrowing his eyes Issei sifted through the tips that his father had, "almost like magic."

She shifted stance, to Issei he was unsure if the upperclassman was tensing or doing the complete opposite.

"I could feel one of them being nonhuman, the other two possessing a more noticeable power level." Sona peered at him up and down, "and you have something substantial as well. Hyoudou-san can I arrange a meeting with all of you together?"

Quest Updated! Rise of the Godkiller

4 - bring your girlfriends to a meeting

"what for?"

She adjusted her glasses, "To discuss the future."

In the corner of the room Kabuto-kun sat on top of a shelf, discreetly looking at their conversation warily. The riders fought for humankind and it would not do for one to serve devils, the ex-human and half-human members especially were loyal to their former race but his new partner was still an enigma. With that in mind he left a mental note in his positronic brain to contact the others.

Issei the human was a friend.

Issei the non-human was a liability.

Issei the loyalist to non-humanity was prey.

A/N:

I am considering if I should still get Betas or not because Real Life prevents me from updating quickly and waiting for Betas would likely make things go longer than I would approve of.

As for now I will post a chapter then update with a more cleaner version soon after. Much of the time i'm bothered with how 's Copy-Pasting documents seems to get rid of some of the formatting and wording during the upload.

Lemons? I am still unsure about. No Gamer Fanfic I know of has that stuff.

Idea: The Last Dragon Warlock (HS DxD X Destiny)

Summary: Issei has died four times. One by a fallen, and three sacrificing himself so that others may live. The last time saving the City, Humanity, and finally defeating the Darkness. Given a second chance by a freed Traveller he goes back in time to correct mistakes and prepare all the races of earth to battle the coming darkness.

Its a Peggy sue/ Harem fic with a much more mature and pragmatic Issei, one suffering from centuries of conflict and loss. He was a hero amongst devils and a charismatic leader amongst the Guardians, having been the one to lead them to victory and the one to finally kill the manifestation of the Darkness. He will come into conflict with multiple factions as he builds a new Guardian order and his attempt to bring humanity into the golden age with the future knowledge he brings, the Hero Faction especially coming to blows with him early on. I imagine Issei being very powerful but being forced to rely on his wits as he cannot fight the Darkness alone.