Story 1: Give Me A Break
Chapter 1: Reincarnated? More like Flipping the plot instead!
Awakening in a different world might be a great temptation for many people, especially for those who yearn to obtain a second chance like most reincarnation stories which recently blew up, becoming an immensely popular trope. Imagining yourself getting your desired appearance, living a second life with a bunch of haxx abilities while getting lots of beautiful girls might sound awesome.
But if you asked me about it, I would say otherwise.
Because I was dying with a sick twist of unnecessary tragedy.
Yes, I am not even joking. I was dying due to a stupid heroism act for saving little girl from a truck that almost crashed into her. The good thing is, I managed to save her life in exchange for my own. It sucks especially when you keep remembering how devastated your mother's expression was as the last thing you saw before dying.
Well that's all of the past.
"Q…k -her-!"
"W- th-!"
'So noisy…' The moment I regained my consciousness, I found myself floating in the middle of a dark room while getting surrounded by lots of people that I never met. Where half of those people are currently screaming and panicking while pointing at me, while the rest are writhing painfully while sprawling on the white floor.
It's totally something that I am expecting upon getting my vision back.
'What the hell is happening?' I thought before hearing cries from these people more clearly.
"By Lord Lucifer, the child is floating!"
"The amount of his demonic power, it's preposterous!"
"I-I can't move!"
"I-I can't breathe-!"
It took me a moment to realize the reason for this chaotic mess is myself. Specifically, the amount of demonic power leaking from my newborn body is immense, causing an invisible pressure as if the gravity increased several folds, which is greater than most of their natural body resistance can handle.
'It seems that one of the perks that I choose has already been activated the moment I reincarnated in this world.' I thought to myself while watching the whole pandemonium with the barest amount of amusement.
Good, because I didn't have to deal with lots of noises without being able to see like a newborn baby.
"Q-quick! Bring any sedative to put him to sleep!" one guy wearing a white coat yelled at the others wearing a black suit.
"How 'bout you do that instead! Do you think I can move between this child's insane demonic power!?" one guy wearing a black suit yelled back at the guy wearing white coat, making him flinch while later turning his attention toward me with a grim look.
'Those two are totally useless.' I spoke in my mind with a dry expression at their helplessness.
From the interior of this room, I noticed that currently I am in some kind of laboratory, which I assumed was the place where my parents are giving birth to me.
Strangely, I didn't see any couple or a female figure laying on the laboratory bed.
'Did she die during childbirth, or she's in another room?' I mused while watching the chaos unfold in front of me. The wind suddenly roared as if it responded to my leaked demonic power, creating a strong gust which sent several of them flying across the laboratory and ended up kissing the wall with a painful thud.
I flinched seeing that.
"Damnit! Somehow Tell this child to put his power under control!" another guy in white coat screamed with utter annoyance while trying to stand after being blown backward. "Damn it! My glasses broke!"
"Are 'ya crazy mate!? He was born not too long ago! Did 'ya think a newborn could do that?!"
I frowned while huffing internally 'Rude.'
It is laughable for them to assume that I can't control my new power.
Well, considering they didn't know about my abilities that were given to me prior to my reincarnation, it kind of makes sense.
But honestly, if I didn't retract my demonic power back, it would probably catch unnecessary attention to those higher ups devils.
Though… Technically I already made a scene by leaking my Demonic Energy during my awakening.
Sighing internally while lamenting my idiocy, I started closing my eyes, trying to concentrate while imagining some kind of a vessel in my mind. I quickly followed it by imagining my demonic power surrounding my body to be like flowing water.
A simple thought, but it proves effective as I can feel my unstable demonic power is slowly under my control.
Without wasting time, I commanded it to start flowing into the imaginary vessel.
It worked perfectly like I desire as I can feel my demonic power is being corresponding to my command, slowly returning to my whole body as the pressure dissipates alongside it, leaving my family and their servants sighed in relief as they are finally able to move normally.
A collective sigh of relief reverberating across the spacious room as every single of these people as they're slowly standing one by one.
"F-finally I can move…"
"A-are you okay? Can you stand?"
"My whole body is sore, I can't stand…"
'Well, maybe not everyone.' I thought with a flat tone.
Get lost, noob.
When I finished drawing my demonic power back to my body, I also started to land slowly to the floor, where one of these white-coated devils, particularly a female one, quickly ran towards me and caught my newborn body before I touched the cold floor.
"Oh dear child, how could someone as adorable as you be capable of unleashing such energy…" she softly whispers in my ears as the female worker caresses my head with tender care.
'If you know the truth, Miss…' I inwardly replied to her with a sarcastic tone, knowing that she couldn't hear it.
The rest of white-coat devils also quickly approached me as one of them began to check my condition while using a magic circle. I saw his eyes widened quickly upon seeing whatever things that appeared on the magic circle, though I might guess, it's related to the amount of demonic power that I had upon birth.
'Taste the power of Super Devil, noob.' I smirked inside my head while trying my damn hardest to make this female worker not smother me to death.
Of course, the female worker didn't comply as she giggled at my antics, squealing in excitement while hugging me tightly. "Oh, he's just so cute~!"
'Yes, I know that I am cute since I was born not long ago. But miss, please stop it, you're smothering me!' I mused in my mind while trying my damn hardest to not blast this female with a wave of demonic power in annoyance. She's hugging me too tightly making me unconsciously let small squeaks which surprises her.
Thankfully she quickly realized and loosened her hug, making me breathe in relief.
"You can put him back on the baby pod, Elisa." The guy who checked me before with his magic circle told his coworker to put me back in that small, cramped tube filled with green-colored water stuff.
Naturally, I freaked out.
And my body responded by letting my emotion go haywire and making me end up crying a lot. And unfortunately for them, it's also caused another episode of leaked demonic powers and sudden increase of gravity pressure.
"Y-you stupid Wols! You're m-making him uncomfortable and causing him to cry!" cried Elisa while trying her hardest to resist the gravity increase from my unstable demonic power. "Look! His demonic power is running amok because of him crying!"
Wols groaned in annoyance while also doing the same. "I-I didn't know that it would cause the baby to cry! I am j-just about t-to check his vital and other s-stuff! That's all!"
"Fix it i-immediately, Idiot! We c-can't keep g-getting harassed b-by a newborn b-baby!"
"Eat s-s-shit! How a-about you t-try it yourself, L-Lox!"
While part of me is enjoying their torment, the remaining parts are dismayed by how the baby's physique and mentality are affecting my adult mind easily like this.
I swear, I hate having been regressed into a small baby!
It took a while for them to calm me down with another case of leaked demonic powers because of my unstable emotion when they're putting a bunch of syringes into my small arms, where it followed with a series of a bunch of broken equipment which caused a lot of them to groan while mumbling about pay cuts or something by the Lord Lucifer wannabe.
Well, suck it fucker! That's what you got for making me cry like a goddamn baby!
… Wait, I am a baby.
-Scene Break-
It's been two years since I was reincarnated.
And it's official, being reborn sucks.
First of all, I could barely move. Having the body of an underdeveloped baby forced me to be dependent on my caretakers who are always by my side twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, or by Elisa who's usually gushing at my appearance every day she visits.
The fanfics and anime that show the main character being a badass motherfucker and practicing chakra control right out of their mother's wombs without any kind of support are big fat liars.
Second, I have to experience the hell of being a baby once again with the mind of an adult. For damned sake, I swear that mysterious asshole deliberately placed me in this baby's body so he can enjoy watching my torment.
Especially when I have to be fed by. Fucking. Breast. Milk.
Like a manchild.
'Fuck this shit!' I raged internally while throwing tantrums using my baby limbs, which unfortunately drew some giggles from my caretakers as they cooed at my cute (angry) expression.
Having experienced being trapped in a laboratory pod for several months after my rebirth is also not helping at all. In fact, it increases my stress level to the point I almost destroyed the whole baby pod chamber once.
If I had known that I was going to be in this state, I would have thought twice to ask that damn bastard to give me a specific age so I didn't need to be trapped in this situation, and could choose where I could become overpowered as heck while living an easy life any time.
… As if there's such a thing from the essences which had been given to me.
Sigh, let's forget about it for now.
Still, A Reincarnation.
Where as far as I know, it's nothing but a myth or mere fictional concept from many stories I've read before. The thing where the people who die are granted a second chance to be born in a new world.
That fucker truly offered me something unthinkable, especially when it offered me a second chance to be reincarnated in a particular place.
The Universe of DxD.
A place where Gods, Dragons, Devils, and other supernatural races are roaming about, with a particular main character that I know very well. A breast-loving pervert who later also obtained a bunch of power from his sheer desire for breasts.
And above that, a literal Fairy Goddess of Breasts that gave him a temporary power boost to fight Loki due to his overwhelming love of breasts.
Oh, and not to mention there's a literal world of transformer-like lifeforms which eventually threaten the world I currently live in.
Suffice to say, I was very skeptical about getting a second chance
And my suspiciousness was on the spot, given that asshole only gave me one type of essence.
Essence of the Devil.
Like the name suggests, it essentially forced me to pick the Devil race from the beginning. Honestly, it isn't really as bad as it sounds since I could pick any form of three versions of Devil race as I wish between Reincarnated Devil, Half Devil, and Pure Devil.
I immediately crossed out Reincarnated Devil as a potential choice since I refused to bow down to anyone, even if it's Rias Gremory who's famous for treating her peerage like her own family.
Picking Half-Devil is honestly easier than Pure Devil due to its options.
It's obvious since you can pick any Longinus that you want to obtain on top of having every Devil race abilities like Pure Devils have. But the downside is also annoying since you also start in the middle barrel of the food chain as the Devil race in general were extremely racist, especially those satan descendant pricks.
So picking Pure Devil is an easy choice for me.
Free strength from the start and also the privilege of being a part of the devil pillars.
Additionally, by picking an extinct pillar, my original strength is also significantly stronger than those from existing families and gaining the title of Pillar Originator is a substantial bonus.
I also spend some points to modify my race into a Super Devil, thus enabling me to be reborn with a shitload of demonic power.
The stronger I am, the less I will have to deal with lousy pricks who brag about themselves being the descendants of dead hotshots.
Yeah, I am not totally taking any bullshit from them.
If they dare to spit some bullshit in my face, mercy is the last thing I will ever give to them.
In this world, power is everything.
So I am taking everything that gives me an advantage from the start.
Aside from being instantly reborn with privilege and power, that prick also allowed me to mix two clan traits into an entirely new one if I pick a Pure Devil. And from those lists given to me, there's two particular clan traits that interest me.
The Flarous clan trait enables me to create a 'space' around myself where I will have complete control over everything inside that space. Bending the rules, twisting concepts, even enabling any sort of bullshit law, I can basically do everything. The only thing that I can't manipulate is emotions and free will.
Truly a bullshit ability. And yet, I still have another active clan trait as my other ability as well.
Normally, a devil could only inherit one trait from their parents. But with my bullshit essence ability, I can bypass those limitations.
The other bloodline is from the Sabnock clan trait. It enables me to convert any raw materials into matter that I can store inside my own body to transmute it into basically anything that defies any sort of logic or even earth's gravity. Be it a weapon, armor, buildings, everything.
Normally, that ability is kind of useless since it really depends on what materials I can get.
But having Flarous ability basically nullifies the side effects of the Sabnock clan ability, thus making me able to obtain any materials I want to create anything I desire.
To put simply, I can create anything I want using the best materials while also having an ability to create a dimension where I am the absolute ruler on the inside.
'My own Marble Phantasm, baby! And without any sort of weakness where it can be destroyed with enough firepower!'
I cackled in glee, thinking about many possibilities that I could do with these bullshit abilities of mine.
"Oh my," spoke another person, where it snapped me from my thoughts as I looked at a familiar figure of Elisa Dantalion who quickly scooped me up from where I stood while giving my head a smooch. "Dear Alban is awake~! Are you hungry, sweety?"
I would like to say no, but unfortunately my stomach is rebelling against me by making loud rumbling sounds, which earned a giggle from Elisa.
"Curse you, mah stomach!"I rage while cursing my fragile stomach, but unable to refuse when Elisa gives me a special blend of milk in a feeding bottle with an amused look. I grumbled in defeat as I took the bottle from her and quickly chugged the entire content with gusto.
As much as I detest being fed in this shameful manner, I still need my daily nutrition.
But then again, I was not a mere normal baby. I am a baby from two extinct families, which technically makes me an heir from both houses.
Not to mention, a Devil baby grows faster than a normal human baby.
At 2 years old, I am already able to walk like normally I walk in an adult body, while also being able to speak in somewhat eligible words as well.
'Perks of being a supernatural being, bitch!' I smirked in triumph, while ignoring the sheepish look from Elisa who's currently shaking her head in response to my odd behavior.
"I swear I cannot understand what's inside your little mind, Alban." spoke Elisa in an amused tone as the door opened which snapped me from my cackling, where another familiar figure of Wolsam Nebiros entered the observation room.
"Taking care of young Alban again? You know you can just leave him with his caretakers." spoke Wols with a flat tone.
Elisa just huffed at Wols cold remark as she replied back with equally flat response. "And I see you're here to check on dear Alban as usual."
If Wols is offended by her tone, he didn't show it. Instead, he just approached me giving an examination using his magic circle while Elisa was still hugging me.
"Remarkable, isn't it." My eyes blinked when I heard Wols muttering in a low tone, but loud enough for both Elisa and me to hear him. "He's barely able to walk, yet his demonic power is already surpassing a fully grown adult devil. I might say, this brat may as well surpass some of our strongest fighters in sheer amount of demonic power."
I huffed unamused at Wols.
Of course, my perks are helping me to continue growing even if I haven't officially started training yet. Perks of the Devil race, bitch! Even if I don't do anything, I can still grow stronger until I reach maturity.
Of course, one of my perks also helped in my demonic power development.
Perk of Well of Magical Power
To put simply, it allows me to have near-endless amounts of magical power. Since demonic power scales directly on the amount of magical power for devils, this perk is basically an additional battery for my demonic power.
Combined with the modification of Super Devil, it totally boosted my demonic power to grow even further.
'But I still need some effort,' I sighed internally. 'This perk is basically scaled with how much I train my body.'
Elisa silently caressed my head while not directly responding to Wols. But from her odd behavior, I realized that she's also suspicious of my irregular growth. "I still remember the time we reported his case to the higher ups. The amount of work that is literally thrown to our team is almost making me unable to attend my sister's marriage. Not to mention, it also garners attention from members of royalty as well."
Unfortunately for both of you, I also remember all of those works really well.
The experiments done on me and whatever liquid is injected into my body.
It's a hellish experience, especially an adult who is trapped inside a baby like me.
Being unable to move at all, I am forced to endure the unpleasant sensations when my body reacts to the drug they give to me. Any normal baby would cry a lot because of the unpleasantness.
Worse, they could develop an early trauma and it would affect their mentality as they grow.
Fortunately, or unfortunately for me, I am not a mere normal baby. I am an fully grown man being reincarnated and regressed into a fucking baby.
'I lived bitches!' I thought to myself while shakily raising my middle finger.
My other perk is especially helping me to develops a mental resistance against that torture.
Perk of Creative thoughts.
It is the power of imagination where using one's imagination can shape magic into anything I want no matter how hard the process or what the result might be.
I combined this ability with the Flauros clan trait to create an ability that I need in order to survive this whole fucking experiment, which is a fucking immunity against mental manipulation and allows me to think clearly in any situation.
It took me almost five months to master it so I can turn it on and off, else I start behaving like a broken doll. At worst, it will numb my entire emotional spectrum and transform me into an emotionless being.
Another good thing from this perk is I can also combine it with my magic so I can start using those bullshit imagination magics for developing anything I want. Though it took me one year to realize it since I was busy developing and learning about my abilities.
It's totally more useful than what normal devil magic can do.
Speaking about it, the circumstances where devils magic is based from imagination in canon is total dogshit.
What they have is basically human magic, well it is originally devil magic since human mages copied devils' but whereas humans require a spell to be properly calculated to the very last detail, Devils can skip lacking knowledge by throwing far more than required demonic energy into it then would be required with proper calculations, with the better imagination leading to lower costs. A strong desire can also help you to shape those magic to be anything you want with lots of demonic power required to achieve it.
For example, if you want to use a simple fireball spell, there's a few steps where devils need to follow in order to cast it. During the process, devils can skip those steps by using more power and skip the processes for a faster result with exchanging of additional demonic power.
Essentially the average high class devil skips most all calculations wasting far more power then necessary. Leading to the misbelief that Devil magic is imagination based magic but just so absurdly wasteful so they rely far more on their clan trait since it has all the inbuilt calculations made instinctual and thus more power friendly.
No wonder Sirzechs Gremory hardly uses any overpowered devils magic stuff, and prefers to use Power of Destruction since it is much better and more powerful. On the fact of trying to use it to copy clan Traits, I tried using the Power of Destruction as a test and even with my full reserve, I barely reached 5% of the power required to fill the gap making it near impossible even for super devils to pull off. It is likely similar or possibly even more absurd to try to copy Sacred Gear abilities. The terminology of using 'imagination' as a base is basically just a form of stimulation for a bunch of newbie devils so they push their power forward.
Oh well, I guess there's something that I can't do even with these essences that I have.
I still have two older devils to listen to.
Elisa just huffed hearing that. "It reminds me again when one of the members demanded Alban be arranged in marriage to one of her descendants."
"Yeah, though fortunately the proposal was quickly annulled by our lord when he announced that he will adopt this brat."
Elisa smiled teasingly. "Oho? And I thought you're also happy with our lord's decision since you've grown softer to him."
Wols just huffed while fixing his glasses. "Our lord is taking a logical step by adopting this child. As his strength is definitely useful to boost our ranks. Not to mention, this brat is also the remaining child of two extinct families and by some miracle, inheriting both clan traits as well."
His cold response is being denied immediately by Elisa. "Liar, I know that you are also part of those who vehemently rejected the marriage proposal. Just admit that you're grown to care about Alban~!"
"I am just acting according to the most logical way. After all, I still have my desire to learn about what this brat is capable of when he's older."
Yeah, fuck you too four-eyes. Maybe you will be the first one to taste my power later on.
Not helping when Elisa keeps denying his cold remark as both of them are starting to debate each other.
Or maybe calling it lovers' discussion is more fitting since both are technically engaged.
'Both of you can have your lovers quarrel as long as you want, I will just do more imaginary training.' I mused in my mind as I started to dive into my subconsciousness, leaving these two by themselves.
Honestly these two needs to get fucking laid since they are exuding so much sexual tension.
'Maybe someday they will do it in front of me if they are idiot enough.'
I didn't know that I would regret my words later when they're really doing it when I was three years old, where they even proceed to do it all night long.
-Scene Break-
I, Alban Flauros, am currently eight years old.
The so-called last heir from two extinct families. Which essentially makes me the clan leader by default.
It's been a while since my reincarnation. And even now, I still can't believe that I got reincarnated into Highschool DxD.
Thud!
I am even more surprised that I am not being reincarnated into the canon timeline. But instead, I've been reincarnated six hundred years in the past.
'Fucking shitty circumstances. No Television, no video games, no youtube, nothing at all…' I lamented in depression as a sudden gust of wind suddenly appeared before me.
If I knew that I would be reincarnated in the past by that mysterious asshole, I would have already protested a long time ago while demanding him to send me to a better timeline.
I need my source of entertainment damnit! I can't just simply read a bunch of books or listen to a cheap soap drama!
But it's too late to regret it as a few years had passed and I never heard about that shitty guy anymore.
Thud! Thud!
But honestly, it also raised quite a bit of concern for me.
Especially since I learned about the origin of my caretakers.
Elisa hailed from a Dantalion clan, where she is part of seventy-two pillars of Solomon, ranked in seventy-one. Apparently she joined as a part of the scientist team due to not being an heir of the clan, which makes her have a low standing among her peers in the Dantalion household.
Meanwhile, Wols originated from the Nebiros clan. A clan that is not a part of the 72 Pillars but instead, it is a part of the Six Houses of Lucifer.
Which literally makes me also being a part of Lucifer clan as well.
The infamous clan which houses few important characters in this world, like Vali Lucifer, and of course, the fucking Rizevim Livan Lucifer.
The psychotic son of the Original Lucifer and Lilith who also won the award of being the worst parent.
I mean, what kind of parent tells his own son to bully his grandson just because of a petty jealousy.
I swear if I have to deal with Rizevim, I would rather start planning my escape route soon. Or probably catching him off guard with the combined abilities from my clan traits and my perks in order to blow him to smithereens.
Thud!
Though, it is weird since I barely met that lunatic or any member of Lucifuge even after five years passed.
Where could they have been until now?
It honestly feels suspicious, and I can't help but keep thinking about it.
Thud!
A gust of wind passed me when suddenly a figure-in-black appeared while raising its hand, posing to strike me from behind.
But I didn't need to respond to it, when suddenly a flash of violet lasers flew past me and hit the figure head-on, making another thud noise followed with a weak groan.
"Is It enough, Wols?" I asked my caretakers without even looking at him. In my surroundings, a bunch of older devils are laying around, clutching their body while writhing in pain.
I could hear him sigh from behind thick glass in the observation room as his voice echoed across the training room.
[Yes, Alban. Our training simulation for today is finished.]
"Finally," I said in a bored look as I let my newest creation take me outside. "Now I can go back to my room to modify my Automaton again."
Wols just sighed hearing my uncaring words as he just stared at the numerous devils who's thrice my age are being taken care of by other scientists. "To think he could easily defeat the entire guard squad by himself and without moving at all."
I scoffed at his words.
They weren't a challenge for me at all due to my awesome Automaton which are currently floating as my makeshift chair.
Speaking of my Automaton, these mechanized weapons were created by me using a bunch of materials from the lab during my spare time when I was five years old. They are shaped like a smaller version of funnels from Gundam and move according to my brain since it is directly connected to my demonic power. They can automatically act even without my command when they detect hostile presences or anything that endangers me.
Truly a work of art.
I cannot help but smile smugly at my greatest creation so far, since I barely lift any finger as they do their job efficiently to wipe those older devils in training sessions every single time.
Get rekt, fucking boomers.
But before I completely left the training room, a sudden booming voice echoed across the entire training room.
"Magnificent, simply marvelous!" I turned my head towards the voice and found myself staring at the tall male figure in the front door. His hair was a translucent silver a white and blue robe with a large extended blue collar and the front open to reveal black trousers, atop his torso he wears a blue and gold breast plate armor, highly enchanted and durable, at his shoulders two layered spiked pauldrons the same color as his breastplate extends down to roughly his elbows.
Truly an opulent robe befitting a royalty.
I stared at him in shock as he approached me.
"When I heard about a new addition that possibly rivals my strength, I was quite skeptical." The man then walks towards me while giving a dangerous smirk which unconsciously makes my whole hair stand up. His hand was held outward as if in welcome, yet the only prevailing feeling in this meeting was the pressing urge to get as far away from him as possible.
But I held that feeling while swallowing my guts, steeled myself while looking directly at the man whom I was very familiar with.
The man bore an easygoing yet domineering smirk, it was as if every fiber of his being gave off the impression of a domineering figure that anyone couldn't simply look directly at him without giving respect.
But that's the only thing that makes me unable to hide my surprise.
Instead of Rizevim, I stared directly at the figure of an older Vali Lucifer who's giving me a smirk upon seeing my stare.
Before I had a chance to react, one of the scientists quickly approached the man while smiling excitedly. "M-my lord! What a pleasant surprise for you to greet our humble beings!"
The pressure in that room suddenly increased several times stronger.
The scientist found himself frozen in fear as the man turned his gaze with a cold look. The air had grown thick upon his appearance, and it seemed like the sounds of the natural world had grown silent in his presence.
Even other scientists in the training room unconsciously crawled away from the man, trying to flee from his gaze as if they didn't want to encounter the man's wrath. Honestly, it felt like even the mere act of remaining standing was an impossible task, like something deep inside was commanding that they must kneel in the man's presence.
'What an ass-kisser idiot.' I mused in annoyance seeing the man crumble in sweats. The scientist quickly apologized profusely while taking his way from the man, who just barely acknowledged the scientist's presence.
But I took further notice that the man is not alone.
Accompanying him stood a silver-haired middle-aged man with a stiff expression. He is wearing a formal gray suit while standing diligently behind him.
Besides the middle-aged man, stood a familiar little girl with beautiful silver hair wrapped in a small ponytail. She's wearing a lavish blue frilly dress while standing beside the man and currently giving me an intense glare, as if she's judging my appearance.
I stared back at the smaller version of Grayfia with an incredulous look. I must admit that she looks cute with that glare while inwardly trying hard to not openly laugh lest the man take it as a mockery.
If a younger Grayfia is here, then the middle-aged man must be her own father, the current Lord of The Lucifuge household.
Unfortunately, due to my attention on Grayfia and her father,I failed to notice someone approaching me, who immediately threw a hug from behind, which surprised me as I quickly turned behind the moment I felt someone clinging onto my back.
"Gotcha~!" a feminime voice echoed from behind me as the older Vali in front of me just sighed in exasperation.
"What did I tell you about before, Sophie?" said Vali while glaring at the perpetrator who's currently clinging on to me.
"Eh~? But don't you find him interesting, Vali? Look! His hair is kinda similar to ours~!"
"Yes, but that doesn't mean you can just cling to him like that."
"Booo~! Stupid Vali is being stupid again~!"
"Shut your mouth and come here, Sophie."
"I don't wanna~!"
Ignoring these idiotic banter between these two people who share similarities, I looked behind to saw who's just suddenly hugging me out of nowhere.
It's a girl around my height who's grinning at me. She has the same translucent silver hair as Vali, albeit a bit lighter. She wore a white shirt with ruffles on the front, coupled with a long sleeved blue tunic that stretched down to a pair of long silk pants and ended with a comfortable pair of boots.
She's basically a younger, female version of Vali.
Which confirmed my doubt that the girl is blood-related to him.
Perhaps she's his little sister or daughter?
But anyway, I decided to overlook their relationship later as I have a bigger question inside my mind at the moment.
"Excuse me, Sir." I greets older Vali politely, which garner his attention back onto me. "While I am honored with your presence, may I ask about your intention to come into this training room?"
The older Vali didn't immediately reply.
But instead, he's suddenly emitting a ridiculous amount of demonic power that vastly surpasses mine. Every single breath turned to fog as all the heat in the air was sapped away on his flat look towards me. I can see Wols is approaching me in frantic looks, but the middle-aged man somehow appears in front of him, effectively blocking Wols from reaching me.
But I didn't let the pressure of older Vali's demonic power demoralize me. Instead, I am looking back at him while maintaining eye contact while also unleashing my demonic power, trying to neutralize as much pressure as I can.
Both of us are staring at each other for a while.
Before the voice of Sophie once again breaks our silence in a comical manner, as she pouted at both of us while being totally unfazed by the combined pressure from our demonic powers. "Enough both of you~! Bad Vali! You said you're interested in him, right! Then take him back to our house!"
My concentration breaks when I hear that. Which is strangely followed with older Vali as he's looking at his sister/daughter in annoyance.
"Sophie, you ruined the surprise."
"Bleeh~! I don't care~!"
Older Vali just sighed in annoyance while looking back at me, who quickly realized his intention on coming here.
Wait, did he just really-?
"Sir? Did you come here to basically… Adopt me?"
Older Vali scoffed at my question. "Yes, I am specifically coming here to take you under my wing."
I was about to say my part about this sudden news, but older Vali quickly cut in. "But remember, I am taking you into my family until you're old enough to inherit your family's wealth and rank among the pillars while also demanding for your loyalty as a member of the remaining 40 pillars, and a future Lord of the Flauros and Sabnock households."
I was stunned after hearing that.
Wait, is this basically a forced adoption?
How about I can just say 'no' about your offer while I leave to my household to take care of myself?
"This decree is already according to the last will from your deceased parents, thus I hereby declare you, Alban Flarous, as my foster child until you're old enough to inherit your family status." Older Vali patted my shoulder while offering his right hand with a condescending smirk. "Let's get along, son."
'Nooooo! Fuck you my deceased parents! Can't you just die while leaving me a better will?!' I internally raged behind my poker face as I forced myself to smile 'politely' while accepting his larger hands.
And also trying my damn hardest to ignore the squealing from the little imp behind me. "Yay~! I got a new brother~! Let's get along lil bro!"
My eyes twitched in annoyance.
"Screw you, I am the older one!"I raged while yelling out loud.
… Before I realized what I just said in front of these people, who are stunned to silence at my unexpected outburst.
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"Pfttt-!"
Before all hell breaks loose when the first person who splutters in laughter is none other than Vali, as I can see that he's trying his hardest to not outright laugh out loud by placing his hand to cover his mouth.
Sophie, on the other hand, reacted differently.
"Hey! It's rude to swear in front of your big sis'~!" She reprimands me while puffing her cheeks, making me really get annoyed again for unknown reasons.
Screw manners, this girl is picking on me!
"Well, if you understand the meaning of privacy, then maybe I will hold myself a little, squirt!"
"How rude~!" Sophie gasps in mock surprise while smiling mockingly at me. "Maybe you need some dirt to wash that dirty mouth of yours~!"
"How about you get down from my back or I will send you packing right now!"
"What does that even mean?"
"It means I will yeet you out, stupid twerp!"
Both of us are bantering with each other while occasionally throwing insults at each other while ignoring everyone who's currently staring at us in disbelief, including a sheepish smile coming from Elisa and Wols from afar as they looked at me with a pensive look and Vali who's currently trying even harder to not outright bursting into laughter.
Seriously, Give me a break.
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Authors Note: Decided to make a new snippet due to sudden idea about what if SI/OC is reincarnated in DxD during Civil War era. The CYOA I used is from Dynastylight so give some credits to him. I haven't revealed all essence yet, maybe on next chapter.
Vali replaces Rizevim, so no the crazy, best granddad of the decade. Also introduced Sophie, Vali's daughter with unknown mother that will revealed much later. And that's not just it, just wait for next chapter for more surprise.
See ya later.