DISCLAIMER: DxD does not belong to me~


Hello everyone, Garith Gremory here!

At least, that's the name I go by nowadays...

A few months have passed since I've reincarnated in the body of the middle child of the Gremory household, and between my developing body and growing adaptation on the feet of a young boy, my days have been filled with duties, chores and eduation of a typical noble.

Lectures with my mother Venelana, fencing practices with Zeoticus, plus additional lessons in manners and aristocracy, it took a while for me to get used to them, and even with that, from morning 'till dawn, a few moments of leisure for me and Rias as we struggled to reach the standards our position gives us.

Indeed, life as a noble devil is not as easy as someone thinks. But, among those things, I've discovered a few new things regarding myself...

... Like that I am really, really good at dancing.

"Kick-step, kick-step! Roll, roll, step forward, step back! Pause...! And then... Vogue! Ta-dah!"

"K-K-Kick step, kick-step! R-R-Roll~... S-So dizzy~... Ah!" My 'sister' Rias tries to mimic my moves during our dancing practices, and as she rolls around for the finale, she gets a bit dizzy, loses a step and almost trips on herself, only being saved of such fate thanks to yours truly reaching a hand for her in the nick of time. She pouts and stands. "Hmmm~...!"

"Splendid, you two. Rias, you are still a bit too rigid and unnatural on your hips and arms, hence you become unbalance during the finale. Garith, you get the perfect score this time, well done." And from the corner of the salloon, our 'mother' Venelana claps her hands supportively while also giving us some hints on how to improve. As in, how Rias can improve, because I, Garith Gremory, am already the master in the art of dancing! At least in this body of mine.

"My, oh my. I thought twins were suppose to be almost alike, but it seems that one of us has the body of a gorilla instead. Hohohoh~." I laughed at my sister and her clumsy stance, and in return, Rias pouts and blows a raspberry at me. I'm still in the mood for some teasing, so I just shrug to her. "Oh well, it seems that not everyone is born as talented as me for that kind of activities. Hahahah~!"

"Son, I'm glad that you that pride in your dancing skills, I truly do. Now, if only you could shift some of those same efforts and talents onto your other... Attributes, specially during lectures." Still smiling, still beaming, Venelana comes closer to pinch my cheek and drip that poisonously sweet voice onto me, making Rias laugh. Ow, what a shift of tone and mood! "Taunting Rias about something you excels at will not make me forget your less-than-desired performances in other categories. Never forget that, please, dear son of mine."

"Y-Y-Yes. I'm sorry, mother." I whine, her pinch not being that tight but enough to get the point across. Once satisfied with my response, the Gremory lady smiles sweetly now and lets go off me to pat both our heads.

"You both are the future of this clan and of your own peerages one day. Seeing how much you have and can improve already puts my heart at ease." She comments, and for that I smile. Huh, it has been a while since someone, anyone, has put an iota of faith in me, and being relied on feels... Nice. It reminds me of how a family was suppose to be, in a way. "Very still have half an hour of practice, so please, on your spots. Rias, you still have some lessons with me, and Garith, you have fencing with your father, no? Let us go slower then, please."

She says that, but even her 'slow pace' is a bit too violent for children such as ourselves. But for once, I agree that being a bit more advanced than normal is doing wonders for me...


FEATHERED FEET(ACTIVE): A dancing skill, graceful and quick maneuvers in the art of dancing. Might be also useful for combat. (Lvl. 5).


What do you know, this bizarre system works even for abilities that are not battle-oriented. I thought my WIS and INT stats were just for show and tell, but I guess not only for conflict, but for social this system works. And this is not the first skill I got while as a heir of Gremory.


FLUTTERING MELODIES(ACTIVE): A musical skill, your fingers practically dance across the chords of a violin or the keys of a piano. It might not work for fighting, but the ladies do like artsy men, no? (lvl. 2)


I've read(in the novels) that the Gremory are indeed inclined for the arts, Sirzechs was a musical prodigy since his youth and he helped compose the... 'Oppai dragon' theme song of all things; plus, Rias is not that bad of an actress and spokeswoman; and for I can see, she plays the piano way better than I do.

I guess 'Garith' had those same perks for the high arts, hence why they come so natural for me now even in this stubby and childish body, despite in my previous life I was just a talentless, dumb buffoon who had to work hard just to become the usual wage slave salaryman, being overshadowed by the talented, prodigy younger one.

This time, however, I think I won't grow to resent either of my siblings, considering one is my twin and the other is a whole different level of freak. I do wonder, if I had a bit more effort in my own crafts, would I become someone as worthy as him someday? Ah, better not to think about it now, I'm no longer 'Ichirou', anyway...

A few more tries of dancing and trips and we were done in dance for the day. Next step on schedule: while Rias has a session of manner lessons, I go to fencing lessons with Zeoticus, my 'father'.

Like a good family of aristocrats, women are inclined for ethics and culture, while the men are focused on sparring and action. As such, with wooden swords at hands, I spar with my 'father' and learn things like stances, styles and swordsmanship as a whole, if only for the basics since I'm still a child. Unlike Venelana, the Lord of Gremory is a bit more lenient, playful and carefree, so sparring with him is not that bad, even for a previous officer-dweller I used to be. Even so, to call his lessons 'easy' is the furthest thing from truth...

"Come on, Riz. Your stance is faultering, your grip is weakening. Even as your father, I won't show mercy to an opponent." The red-haired head claims and cheers at me, the dull and dry sound of wood hitting wood echoing inside the sports room where we train. Like a true master, he is holding his weapon with just one hand and gracefully swinging it against me while I struggle to keep up or withstand any of his blows. From his stance and power, I know for certain that he is clearly holding back, but even so, that's a bit too much!

As expected, there is a great difference between eastern and western swordsplay: both are graceful and deadly on the right hands, but as I can witness, there is something lighter, fluid and less rigid in this style. Kendo, katta, stances; those things are nearly nonexistence in western swordsmanship, and depending on which type of weapon one uses, gripping the sword with both hands is not mandatory. In fact, Zeoticus seems more focused on breaking my guard instead of cutting me down, which is a faux pas in eastern swordsplay. But I guess that makes no difference since he keeps kicking my ass!

"Don't look at the sword, look at me. Step firmly, grip smoothly, no extra swings. Don't just defend, take the offense as well."

"Y-Yes, father! Here, and there and... Ah!" And with one final swing, he simply slaps my wooden sword off my hand with his own and lightly taps my chest with its point, indicating that struggling from there on was useless, as I was already 'dead'. I loose my stance and sigh, disappointed, and he removes the sword from me, laughing. I pout.

"You lasted four minutes, if only defending. An improvement over last time, but tis for naught if you end up dying." He chuckles to himself, shealthing the training weapon on his holster on his hip and kneeling in front of me to see my hands, all red and bruised from the training. "If you can't defeat your dear papa, who's a mediocre swordsman at best, you might not be able to survive when facing an opponent who at least is as good as a typical knight."

"Hm." I pout as he massages my bruised and cramped hand, soothing the pain there. It hurts a bit, but compared to last time, when I ripped some of my skin off, this is nothing. "Doesn't that mean I just need to improve my Power of Destruction instead? Father, if I'm able to defeat an opponent with it, the power that can annihilate anything, then maybe I won't need to wield a sword at all."

"That is true." He sighs. "But, look Riz, you shouldn't rely always on the Power of Destruction, even if you're good at it, if you want to become a formidable devil. The power you and your siblings were born with can and will assist you lot more than any other talent, but you should never just focus on things you're good at."

"If I focus on things I'm good at, that'll help me more than to be mediocre in a myriad of things."

"But if you focus on things you're good at, you won't be able to do anything else." He explains, reaching for my fallen training sword and giving it to me, standing up and crossing his arms. "Be proud of things you excel at, but never neglect your other attributes, otherwise you'll always feel incomplete and unfullfiled in the future. Furthermore, who knows, maybe you'll find happiness in those as well."

"..." Wisdom from my 'father', what a strange feeling, but not unwelcomed. It's not like I didn't know that, being a third-something former japanese salaryman mentally like six times older than the body I currently resides, but... When you think you're good in something, might as well embrace it even if you don't like it, for you won't live forever. I didn't... Have the luxury of time in my previous life, nor being able to be picky of what to choose either. I know better now, at least. Besides, swords are cool. "I appreciate your wisdom, father. Thank you very much."

"..."

"Father...?"

"Sniff, sniff... First Rias, now you too are starting to refer to me as 'father' instead of 'papa'... You two are growing too fast for me..." And the man who previously gave me some pretty good life advince is now fighting off tears of remorse, apparently because I refered to him too formally. I mean, even now it feels gross and wrong call him 'father' since, well, I'm technically not his son, and 'papa' sounds even weirder and wrong... But seeing a grown man cry is sad, very much so.

My reaction, of course, was to make a face, I don't know what kind of but a face nonetheless, and try to comfort this grown man, father of three and head of one of the most important clans in the underworld, with a pat on the head. After that small father-son moment we shared, drying his tears and recovering from the shock, my training continued and so I tried to focus on what I can do with this body of mine, anyway.

Unbelievable...

A siscon demon lord, a strict matchmaker, a family-centric head, the younger sister with an unhealthy empathy for others, and me, the weirdo with game-like abilities... This family is weird, man.

But its mine now, nonetheless. And I'm okay with that, happy even, I guess.


BASIC SWORDSMANSHIP(ACTIVE): A combat skill focused on swords and the arts behind it. With this skill, a myriad of others can be acquired now! Once a certain level is reached, it'll evolve into [MEDIUM SWORDSMANSHIP] and enabling new skills to be learn. (Lvl. 7)

[NEW CLASS ACQUIRED]

CLASS- Saber(A sword-user, high focus on swordplay and graceful use of it. Shooting beams from the blade optional).


Once all the lectures of the day were over and I had some time to sit back and relax in the living room, sitting lazily on the sofa while apparently looking at the distance with tea and snacks, I took the chance to explore this 'system' of mine actually, something I'm not able to do while studying with Venelana or having my ass kicked by Zeoticus, no one around to think I'm a weirdo. Not only I gained some levels after all this time as a Gremory, but after some time training with swords, I gained both a new skill and a 'class', and honestly I have no idea how to work with the latter as for now...

So, by training with swords, I assume I gained this new class known as 'Saber', right? I do wonder what else I can unlock considering that swords are just a small porcentage of weapons one can use, and how that can affect me in both short or long run. Will I unlock an archer class if I start using bows and arrows? Will I unlock Brawler if I start focusing on hand-in-hand combat and wrestling? Maybe I can unlock 'Vendor' if I follow Venelana's footsteps and turn my [DISCERN FOR RICHES] for profits? Questions for later, for I should focus on this one now.

Like classes in a game, I have more focus on some attributes when I'm donning a certain one, so that means I will have better footwork, grip strength and stance if I keep this class on, right? My DEX, STR and SPD might also increase in the meantime, and as stated by the skill window, if I keep it up, I can unlock new skills with [BASIC SWORDSMANSHIP], and evolved it to [MEDIUM SWORDSMANSHIP], which will open new ways and techniques for me. Does that mean this 'system' of mine works as in a tree of skills like in a MMORPG, instead of a typical one in which I unlock more as I level up? Hm~, that's one way to put it...

Speaking of leveling up... Somehow as my new life, I was able to level up twice since I began my lectures and lessons, which means I am able to do so, but the mechanics behind it are cloudy at best. For example, if I spend some time reading a book or practicing with a wooden sword, my WIS and INT or STR and DEX increases, but with no upgrade from my current level. However, once I reach a certain number on my stats, then I level up, which is not as bombastic as upgrading stats.

So that means somehow, anyhow, my stats are a reflection of my current level, and not the other way around. I don't gain stats because I'm leveling up, I'm leveling up because I'm gaining stats. Hence why normal conditions which I would gain experience, like completing quests or slaying monsters, are absent in this 'system'. I don't think if I do some chores or kill bystanders will make me level up, but instead, if I read a book to learn or do some push-ups to gain strength, I will.

Huh, neat. So this is less of turning my life into a video-game, and more of making me see things like in one. Fufufufu~, somehow, I think is more helpful and fair than to make this entire new life like a gamer life. I mean, killing things or be someone's chore-boy to gain experience is something that only works in video games, and if you try to implate them in the real world, that might not end well, to anyone... Although, doesn't making me see things like in one sound like I'm mental or something?

...

Y'know what? I should ignore those implications altogether. I'll be happier like that...

*ZING!*

And this fucking [MIGRAINE] skill will maybe stop afflicting me so much! Oww~, I will fill a complain to the GM if I ever found them...

"Brother, are you there?"

"Yo, hey Rias. Just eating some biscuits and having some time." I quickly stand up on the sofa and greet my 'little sister' with a wave who observes me from the doorframe, trying to hide my headache for face. She gets so sad when she sees me in pain, I rather avoid that, although one of my skills, [HEALING FOR THE BELOVED], both helps me grow my bond with her and cure such affliction, at least some of them can give me a break. "How may your big brother help you? I can help with anything, except dancing. I don't want to get crushed by a gorilla, you see."

"Dummy, don't tease me like that!" She pouts cutely, coming closer to bump my head with her little child fists. Once she calms down, however, Rias recomposes herself and waves at the door. "I'm not a gorilla... But brother, we still have lessons with mother."

"Oh, really? I thought we were done for the day." I turn to her to question about our lectures. Am I forgetting something? I do remember that we have our morning lectures after breakfast, then some leisure time and then lunch, then some more lessons before I go fencing with Zeoticus and then end the day with supper. Once my migraines settle down however, the clarity after makes me realize something: today is friday, which can only mean one thing. "Is... Is it friday, already? Heheh, I forgot..."

"Brother, this is why mother gets so mad at you." My 'little sister' sighs, clearly disappointed, but without a hint of mischief, in which she receives a bonk on the head from me. I stand up from my seat, drink the last droplets of tea in the cup, and follow her to the training room where mother awaits. Of course, how could I forget;

Every friday or so in the week, Rias and I get lectures from 'mother', a former Bael, about how to control and use the Power of Destruction.

The Ultimate inherited skill among the devils, the most important ability from those descending from the Bael, the clan of the one True Devil King. The power to annihilate anything and everything, something that devils, who revels on destruction and chaos, treasure above anything else; the destruction that only decays, the destruction that only kills, the destruction that only annihilates.

Being from the Bael clan, our dear 'mother' Venelana inherited such skill, which was passed down to us, the children of Gremory, through her marriage with Zeoticus, and even surpassed the clan which originally was from. In fact, my 'brother' Sirzechs has such mastery over this ability, he singlehandedly lead his anti-satan faction to victory during the civil war in the Underworld, and even nowadays, if he chooses to, he can unleash a power that can literally shake heaven and hell. To surpass him, even as his siblings, is nothing but a faraway dream, hence we instead focus on our own training and how to improve in such. This is... The ultimate power of the devils, and our trump card.

...

"HADOUKEN! HADOUKEN! KAAAA-MEEEEEE-HAAAAA-MEEEEEE... H-...!"

*DON!*

"Garith dear, if you don't stop with this nonsense, I might get really angry." And one hit on the head was all my 'mother' needed to make me stop. Against Venelana's sweet yet dark grin of repreension, I can just nod apologetically. She sighs and points at the small target dummies at the distance, all of them missing pieces everywhere except for the target marked on them. "As excited as you might be, if you don't focus your energy or calculate the trajection right, you shall always miss your target. Furthermore, focus on destruction, annihilate the enemy, otherwise you'll make short of this ability and unable to hone it perfectly to its full potential."

"Y-Yes, understood, mother." I pout and bow. What can I say? Being able to fire those attacks, even as an grown-ass adult, is the peak romance of any person who knows, and now that I can do such, consequences be damn, I shall do it as I please!

But I see from where she's coming from: being able to fire something as powerful as annihilation itself is useless when you can't either hit the target or make it disappear in one shot, hence why 'one-hit kils' attacks work so little in manga, if at all.

I turn to Rias, and she fires from both her hands a blast of Power of Destruction, that dark, dense mass of energy erratically coming to the training dummy until it hits it and turns it to dust in a pillar of blackness. My 'little sister' smiles, satisfied, while 'mother' claps her hands proudly.

"To focus on destruction... I guess I can do that..." I smack my cheeks to keep my head on the game and them point my palms at the direction of my target.

To focus on destruction, draw from my imagination the power to decay and annihilate. First, I mentally draw a rune circle, then manisfest it using magic... Thinking so, a rune with the emblem of the Bael emerges from my joined palms, glowing a bright red. Sweet, the basics were set! Now, for the second part: to input the right amount of power and energy in it. Focus, focus, a small dark spark snaps from the middle of the circle, and feeling confident, I boost it with some energy more! It grows, and grows, and then I make it blast itself against the training dummy, which took the shape of a lightning bolt and hit the dummy full force!, even blowing a powerful gust!

When everything cleared and I could see the damage I did, I let out a chuckle of pride. The dummy has been vaporized from the waist-down, and even so, the remaining flame-like power of destruction left in it ate the remains of it until there was nothing left, everything down to the miniscule particle! Not even my [APPRAISAL] can detect what was once a training dummy for that purpose. Huhuhuh~, swords are cool, but everything trembles facing destruction, it seems.

"Splendid, Garith. See? When you commit to your training and focus instead of foolish displays, you will always exceeds expectations." And I hear 'mother' clapping for my little display of power, a genuine smile on her face as she approaches me for a pat on the head. Distance and strict as she is, she's still a mother, and she cares at least. I nod for her little display of affection. "Keep training like that, and one day you shall master the Power of Destruction and its wonders at your hands."

"Heheh~. With this pace, I shall master such power in no time, mother. Who knows, maybe one day, I can take someone's place as the Bael's strongest." I laugh and chuckle to myself, but seeing Venelana's stare get dangerous despite not even stopping smiling, I gulp hard and assume a humbler approach. Man, if stares could kill... "I-I jest, mother. F-Forgive my hubris, it won't happen again, pinky promise... Please, don't punish me..."

"Good. Nemesis will befall you before you notice, dear Garith. But don't think I will stay idle to your slander." Not a change of tone, nor a falter of smile, yet I can sense all my instincts going awry to her words. It is not the first time I feel a negative emotion towards a mother figure, but for the first time, I feel fear for it, and with a good reason. Our staredown is broken when we hear the sound of an explosion, and turning to that direction, we see Rias cellebrating her destruction of an entire group of test dummies, all of them turned to dust. With that, my 'mother' smiles, and pats my head gently again. "Continue to grow, my son, and surpass your predecessors as you should. I will guide you two as I can, but the path you trace is only yours to take."

"Yes, mother." I nod to that, and turn to Rias to clap for her accomplishment alongside Venelana. Not just receive, but give praise is nice and healthy too, and maybe she can become as powerful as she was in the novels. Heheh, even as twins, I can see she can become more powerful than me. "Nice job, sister. I knew a gorilla like you would be an expert in destroying things! Maybe I should visit a zoo to improve on my training~!"

"Mother, Garith is calling me a gorilla again! Please make him stop~!" And the heiress of Gremory cries and points a finger at me, whining like the child she is while I can barely hold my shit-eating grin. However, our little quarrel ends with a rabid knock on our heads, courtesy of our mother.

"Please, focus on your training, my children. You have all the time after practice and supper to act like siblings. As a mother, don't fight in front of me either." She warns us, and without other words, we bowed apologetically and try to turn our energies in blasting targets with our power of destruction, but not before I stick my tongue out for Rias, and she pouts and does the same, fortunately away from Venelana's sight.

*TING!*


-LEVEL UP!-

The skill, [POWER OF DESTRUCTION], has leveled up to lvl. 5!

+POWER

+ACCURACY

+DEXTERITY

[NEW CLASS ACQUIRED]

CLASS- Caster(A magical-oriented class, which expertizes on magic and its intricacies that are not path of the magician).


So I was right, the more I practice and evolve as a person and devil, the higher I level up. Like that saying goes, right? 'Practice begets perfection' or something. The point is, while I can see my world as in a game, it does not mean it is a game, and like it, I can get hurt, not evolve at all, even die, such unpleasant thoughts. But at least now I can keep track of those skills and abilities of mine, and as a devil heir, I guess I can have many paths open to me from now on...

Doesn't mean I can grow complacent of my position or status, nor stop at just that, even if I peak... After all...


[RIAS GREMORY]

[LEVEL: 13/?]

[VENELANA GREMORY]

[LEVEL: ?/?]


I don't want to be left behind, at all. I got this new opportunity in life, and I will take the best I can with it. No more woe, no more wasted opportunities, even if the mount is up high for me, I should and will keep my head up high and try my best as 'Garith'. After all, as the son of one of the strongest and wealthiest families, brother of the Lucifer and born with talent as only I, plus this mysterious power, what should I do but to reach my place at the peak?

Huh, never thought being arrogant and confident about stuff felt that nice. So, is this how having power and chances feels like? No wonder people grow used to it. It feels... Refreshing.


-NEW SKILLS UNLOCKED-

- PRIVILEGE OF THE STRONG(PASSIVE): Nothing is impossible within your mind. Stats in STR, DEF, DEX, END and LUK increases 15% when feeling confident and oozing arrogance. (lvl.1)

- EDGED SPEECH(ACTIVE): A tongue that is as sharp as a sword. Use words and mockery on foes to put them off balance and make them lose focus. Might buff then with the skill [BERSERKER RAGE], however. (lvl.1)


Oh-hoh. Look at that, even the system is on my side this time~. Nice, nice~. I guess I can always look forward to work with it after all. I guess having this strange ability has its perks, after all.

"Hey, mother! Ria-tan, Riz-kun! It's your big brother!"

"Welcome home, Sirzechs dear. I hope that means you'll join us for dinner, no?"

"Exactly, mother! Just passing by to say hello to my cute little siblings before a shower! Oh, you guys are training the Power of Destruction? How wonderful! How are you doing, Riz?"

"..."

"Riz...?"

"Oh... Uh, we're... Doing well. I guess... Mother say so herself, at least. But, thanks older brother Zechs."

"No problem! See ya at supper! Gonna say 'hi' to Grayfia-tan too!"

"Y-Yes, farewell, brother..."

...

Of course. Of course...

I keep forgetting this...

No matter how strong I become, or how much I train...


[SIRZECHS LUCIFER]

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Some peaks are just unreachable...

Unbelievable...


[NAME: Garith Gremory]

[LVL.: 11]

[RACE: Devil(High-class)]

[ALIGNMENT: Neutral Evil]

[TITLES: The Gamer(beginner); Heir of Gremory; Lucifer's little brother]

[CLASS: Saber]


(SKILLS)

- POWER OF DESTRUCTION(ACTIVE): The power of destruction inherited from the Bael. The demonic power to annihilate anything it touches. (lvl. 5)

- RECOLLECTION OF MENTEPSYCHOSIS(ACTIVE): The ability to 'remember' skills and knowledge from the past life at the cost of seizures and bleeding from the nose. (lvl. 8)

- VOID THE DEVOURER(ACTIVE): A little gift from the heart~. Don't wanna spoil the surprise.

- CHARISMA(PASSIVE): Skill inherited from the Good natured Gremory. The ability to charm and enchant peers more easily.(lvl. 10)

- GAMER'S MIND(PASSIVE): A passive skill, the ability to stay calm even dire situations, a will of iron to think rationally and strategize. Also, makes you behave and sound like a sociopath... Indeed a gamer. (lvl. 2)

- DISCERN FOR RICHES(PASSIVE): A quest skill. The ability to discern the [TRUE VALUE] of any object or item and receive the information of anything in reach or sight, also know as [APPRAISAL]. (lvl. 7).

- MIGRAINE(PASSIVE): Brain damage. The ability to resist mental or psychic attacks(buff) at the cost of constant headaches(debuff), unabling the user to think too deeply or too much. ( )

- HEALING TO THE BELOVED(PASSIVE): Healing skill. Recovers health, diminishes/removes debuffs and boosts -RESOLVE- and -STR- when hugging characters with Bond Level 5 or higher. (lvl. 3)

-FEATHERED FEET(ACTIVE): A dancing skill, graceful and quick maneuvers in the art of dancing. Might be also useful for combat. (Lvl. 5).

-FLUTTERING MELODIES(ACTIVE): A musical skill, your fingers practically dance across the chords of a violin or the keys of a piano. It might not work for fighting, but the ladies do like artsy men, no? (lvl. 2)

-BASIC SWORDSMANSHIP(ACTIVE): A combat skill focused on swords and the arts behind it. With this skill, a myriad of others can be acquired now! Once a certain level is reached, it'll evolve into [MEDIUM SWORDSMANSHIP] and enabling new skills to be learn. (Lvl. 7)

- PRIVILEGE OF THE STRONG(PASSIVE): Nothing is impossible within your mind. Stats in STR, DEF, DEX, END and LUK increases 15% when feeling confident and oozing arrogance. (lvl.1)

- EDGED SPEECH(ACTIVE): A tongue that is as sharp as a sword. Use words and mockery on foes to put them off balance and make them lose focus. Might buff then with the skill [BERSERKER RAGE], however. (lvl.1)


(STATS)

-STR: 8

-DEF: 5

-DEX: 10

-END: 6

-INT: 11

-WIS: 8

-CHA: 1,000,000

-LUK: 12


And that's a wrap for now. Another fun chapter to write all things considered. This time, we focus on the everyday life of the newly crowd prince of Gremory Garith, and honestly, I think I was able to balance hsi thoughts with a certain amount of exposition and maybe some jokes all things considered. Even as an adult, I guess you can learn a new thing or two everyday. At least that's what I believe in a way...

I hope you guys had a great read and enjoyed this chapter despite we still going on a snail pace, but don't worry, things will move a bit quicker next chapter, we shall meet some faces as it goes on after all. Maybe a small timeskip will be acceptable, or too much? Oh well, let's see how it goes...

Greetings~.