DISCLAIMER: DxD does not belong to me.


Hello everyone, Garith Gremory here!

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

What an eventful week and a half, I'd say. From being captured by cute amazons, to become a gladiator in the arena for their amusing, only to commit regicide with their princess and, above all else, use one of my [EVIL PIECES] to bring my first victim back to life, even spending one of my Phenex tears to tend and mend all of her wounds just to make sure. Not to brag or anything, but I doubt Rias would ever face what I faced in this few days, including being chased around by a bloodthirsty amazonian royalty who was pretty pissed in being alive...

But that doesn't mean I didn't get something in return for my problems! Although I didn't want it that much, a sign of respect for a warrior such as herself, I reincarnate Hippolyta, the amazonian princess, as my [QUEEN, not only getting many favours from her family and subjects, but most important, getting my first piece ever! A princess, a warrior, a warmonger and with divine blood in her veins, not to mention she's also quite a looker, the whole package! I feel blessed, even.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, I request: as your [EVIL PIECE, I am, by all means, your servant, a servant of your house, am I correct?"

"I know the implications behind that don't sound all that good, but it's better than it looks. It's not like you're bound to me or anything like that." I respond Hippolyta's question, dodging a swift cut from her wooden training sword, losing a bit of my balance on the sandy ground. It has been just a few days, yet her stance and speed are back to normal. Unbelievable...

"Furthermore, as a reincarnated devil, that means I am as vulnerable as you against divine weapons and spells, I presume? Even the Sun above our heads is making me fatigued, it is a symptom of my newly life as a devil, I assume?"

"Y-Yes. Being a newbie devil, things like the sun or holy places will give you a mild discomfort until you get used to them. Don't worry, even pure-blooded devils like me have a hard time dealing with that, so it won't be a bother too much once you get a hang of it." I respond and we clash blades, the dull sound of wood meeting wood echoing throughout the arena as we struggle in this standstill. Her strength a bit higher than mine, so I pull myself away and assume another stance. She huffs a laugh.

"intriguing. Now, despite being your servant, as your [QUEEN, I still have my free will and liberty of actions intact, right? Which means I can and most likely will be able to disobey you or run away if I ever feel like it, I stand?"

"I mean, yeah, in theory. When a reincarnated devil runs away or kills their master, they are marked as a stray devil and hunted down by other high-class because, well, they are considered criminals, therefore, must be dealt with." And we continue with our sparr for a while, the dull clack between blades going left and right until she outmaneveurs me and, in a slash, slaps the sword away from my hand and points her own to my chest, indicating that I was defeated. "Hoooh~...? Of course, I know for certain that is a null question, since you won't ever betray me, nor stab me in the back."

"And why is that, I question?" Hippolyta darts me with her green orbs, sword lifting a bit to point the tip from my chest to my neck, my throat, the most vulnerable part of any being, also making me lift my chin. I know is a wooden weapon, she can't cut me with it, but still, scary. "I do respect you, male. You've proved yourself worthy of my... Assistance, and truly, if we were to spar again, even with my current knowledge, there is still a chance for you to best me, I admit. Regardless, this pride of yours seems new, I observe. What makes you think I won't stab you in the back, or walk the opposite direction when you're looking away?"

"Isn't that obvious?" I smile, pointing at my face and doing a silly expression. "Look at me! Look how cute and handsome I am! Are you really thinking in walking away from such a nice fellow like myself? Even a blind person should figure how beautiful I am! Or, what, mayhap you are already engaged to Kerkylas of Andros island?"

"..."

"Besides..."

*GRIP!*

"Ah...!" And when she lowered her guard, if just a little, I grabbed the blade of her sword and pulled her closer to me, making her almost lose balance and come within my reach before letting it go and jump away, as I dashed towards her and point now the stolen sword at her.

"As a devil noble and brothers with the demon lord, my swordsmanship and skills are not just for show, you see." I chuckle to myself, making her back away from the reach of her own weapon before she reached my own fallen one and kicked it onto her grasp, so that we could resume our training spar. The edges of our weapons touch, and I smugly smile. "I may not be as belligerent as an amazon, but I'm still a noble, a warrior and a proud member of the Gremory clan of devils. Not to brag, but you'll be in trouble if you make a short work of me again. Stray devils are rare because... Their overestimate their own demonic powers, not knowing their kings are just as strong, if not stronger."

"I shall keep that in mind, I declare."

"..."

"..."

...

"Are you feeling better, Hippolyta? Even as an amazonian, it might be a bit hard to get used to your newly devilish body." And I pull my weapon back to support it on my shoulder, tossing her now a genuinely sympathetic question. She mimics my gestures, and grip her hands a few times, cracking her neck and even scratching her eyes, all to see if she's fine. No joke, she is my first reincarnated piece, I even used one of my [PHENEX TEARS] to make sure she'll be in top condition waking up, but it costs nothing to ask.

"Worry not, my condition is improving as fast as naturally possible, I scan." She hovers a hand all over her torso and jumps a few times to put some weight and impact on her ankles and feet. "Top condition, I swear. A miraculous creation, those [EVIL PIECES] are, to not only allow me escape from Lord Hades' grasp, but return me to full health in my ressurection. Although, my new nature as a devil might become a hassle later on, I observe."

"Ahahahah. Princess Hippolyta is indeed in... 'Top condition'." I shrug to myself, a smile on my lips and approaching her. When she notices me, it was too late, and so I cup a feel on her... Abs. Gosh, you can grind a cow on those. Her clothes are so loose and baggy, I doubted she was truly the strongest among her people, but seeing up this close, she has really defined muscles, firm arms and almost a demonic back, which is such a clash with her cute, somehow boyish face. Not enough to be too unfeminine, though. Although she is more ripped than I am. "Just look at those abs and muscles. So good on touch and firm~. If you had say your abs were the ones who stopped my blade instead of the girdle, I'd believe you. On the other hand, men, eh, are not attracted to muscular girls."

"..." She says nothing, only observes me touching and fondling her torso like a squishy toy, but a small tint of red all over her cute, plump cheeks. My hands go up to now truly cup a feel, both hands holding her funbums from below, making them jiggle and bounce a little. Still, no reaction.

"Those breasts are also very nice. Firm, elastic, not too big nor too small; I heard amazons would cut off one of them to better hold a bow, but I'm glad that's not true, yours are so symmetrical and balanced, you must've developed something to help yourself instead." I comment. Truly, comparing her for all the maids in the Gremory manor, plus the likes of Lacchan, Seek-chan and even my sister who never have done any arduous training since birth, those airbags of flesh are not as soft, but very hard and firm in place, hardly they're gonna sag. "But, alas, far from perfect. They're not soft nor warm enough, a turn-off for sure for any man or woman. I bet your nipples are just as ordinary, huh?"

"..." Still, no reaction. I see, so she does not care if I'm harassing her as long as I compliment her qualities as a warrior. Makes sense considering she's an amazon, but even so, she's still a woman, and I should compliment her as such. A hand goes up and lightly touch a finger on her lips, tapping it for a quick kiss.

"And those supple, rosy lips. Very small and very cute, that contralto voice of yours totally doesn't match the rest of you." I chuckle, still tapping my finger on her mouth and glossing all over it. "But what's the point of cute lips when you don't use them? You should smile more, princess Hippolyta..."

*SLAP!*

"If you're done, male, we should move on with our day after training period, I suggest." She takes a step back for distance and slaps my hand away from her face, now contorting it in a rather disgusted frown. I knew it, the moment I compliment her femininity, she goes on the defence. I can describe her, touch her, even harass her, she'll only react when I point somethin other than her warrior skills. Gotta admit, that's pretty moe, but she'll probably snap my neck if I say that out loud. It was also a nice way for me to test this new [PLAYBOY] skill of mine, too.

"I'm just admiring my newest [QUEEN, just that." I lift my hands in a blasé pose. "What kind of [KING] would I be if I can't admire my pieces, from top to bottom, leaving no attributes behind? To be quiet about how beautiful or intelligent or strong you are is such a waste. Ohohohoh..."

"..."

"Moreover, the [QUEEN] piece has accepted you. That's a good sign, and shows how truly strong you are." My face tries to soften a bit, a subtle and friendly wink at her. "Ever heard of chess? In this game, the queen is, undoubtly, the strongest piece. She can move the widest and as much as she wants, a definite trump card in the game, a perfect blend of offense and defence. You might not have felt for now, but after I reincarnated you with that piece, you received a boost in physical and magical attributes, not to mention you also became faster. Truly, to fight alongside a [KING, the [QUEEN] piece chooses only the best of the best."

"..."

"But, more importantly, as the [KING, I'm the one who depends on his pieces for a complete victory, not the other way around. And as my [QUEEN, my success depends on you mostly, as my strongest [EVIL PIECE]." And finally, reaching for one of her hands, I kneel on the floor and softly hold her closer, nodding and trying my best to sound genuine. "I know our backgrounds may differ, and you might still have some qualms about being ressurected, but please, I humbly request that you lend me your strength. I might be unworthy, but please, become my [QUEEN] and be by my side from now on."

"..."

"...?"

"Such careless and weightless words. I still have my doubts if all males are like that or you're one of those, I wonder." Her words are a bit harsh, but I smile seeing her face blushing, turning elsewhere to avoid eye contact. What can I say, as a loser without a single score in my past life, all those words come from all the dating sims and light novels I used to read, but I guess they can work just as fine with the right timing and mentality. It worked with the maids back at the Gremory manor, anyway. I feel a grip from our handshake, and Hippolyta helps me stand up from the kneeling position. She reaches another hand and cups my own, holding it deep into her grasp. "As an amazon, on the other hand, after my disgraceful demise by your hands, I shalln't refuse that offer after everything, I admit. Therefore, I will accept it wholeheartedly, and mark my previous defeat as my last, I promise."

"Hoooh~."

"Be aware of my conditions, I warn." Her neutral expression becomes more feral now, and the grip on my hand, tighter. Her tone becomes harsher, and from here, the aura she exhales is almost palpable. Dangerous. "If you, male, ever falters or shakes in your own resolve, or become just as unreliable, I shall make you regret reviving me, I threaten. I will not follow a leader that will only direct me to doom, I state."

"Hahahah~. I beat you to the punch in that, princess of Themiskyra." I laugh much for her confusion. "I'm a Gremory, after all. To disappoint or to make my servants doubt my own leadership, I rathe die, anyway. Come heaven or high water, you can count on me as much as I can count on you, right?"

"..." A moment of silence for the death of her empty threats, and still blushing and now looking away, the princess pouts. "Honestly, you should reassure me with actions instead of words, I conclude. After all, mother Otrera said males can be anything, but most of the time, they're liars and filled with hollow talk. You're none of those, I hope."

"You're right." I smile with an awkward, hollow laugh. I know I must endure her barrage of accusations and questions to convince her not to kill, but honestly, at this point, this is getting a bit annoying. Patience Garith, this is a virtue for a reason, besides...


-LEVEL UP-

The skill, [PLAYBOY, has leveled up to lvl. 7!

CHARISMA

WISDOM

INTELLIGENCE


-TING!-

75 AFFECTION POINTS(HIPPOLYTA)

Relationship with [HIPPOLYTA] went from [ACQUAINTANCE] to [PARTNER]


... I'm glad this system of mine works even when I'm not training or doing something exhausting. Honestly, grinding is the worst part of any game, and with already much training and stats gathering, I rather avoid this slugfest. Also, I'm getting affection points this fast, I'm better at this than I've antecipated.

That aside, I return my gaze to the amazonian princess, still holding me by the hand, still blushing. What to do now? What to do...

"Hey, Hippolyta, let's dance."

"Huh?" And letting go off her hand, I start to tap on the sandy floor, following the soundless music and let it guide me in my moves. A bit of hip action, a bit of waving hands to the winds, and in the end I end up following the flow, laughing and doing silly moves while the Themiskyra princess eyes me with a certain level of doubt. "Male, what in the world is that request, I question? Have you gone mad, i inquire?"

"Come on, let's dance. Even if there's no music or reason, let's dance!" I said, lifting a hand to call for her. One step up, one step down, hands going to the wind and feet not stopping on the spot. "Did you know, princess Hippolyta? Besides facial expressions, one thing that is nigh-universal in all cultures, religions and customs is dancing, to move your body accordingly to songs. Either as a celebration, a rite of passage, a form of punishment, it is a staple of all sapient beings. Ain't that a marvellous idea? We can write and talk all we want, but the form of dance is still imprinted in not only our knowledge, but instincts as well. In fact, did you know a certain god of a faraway land destroys and recreates the universe with a dance known as 'Tandava', which symbolizes both the madness yet grace of dancing?"

"One of my sisters might've told me something similar after one of her travels. Please, do not confuse our isolationist culture to worldly ignorance, I beg. I know what the act of dancing expresses." She sighs as I dance, crossing her arms and looking kinda bored and just as confused. "But to do it without reason, no reason or rhythms, sounds utterly pointless, I deduce. Have madness consumed you, I repeat?"

"Aw~, do you really need a reason? Doing it because you want it is enough." I laugh, clapping my hands and tapping faster on the ground. "We, devils, are beings of desire and instincts. We are whimsical and capricious creatures, so no need for a reason to do some hip action besides 'because I want to'. Plus, doing something pointless is the pinnacle of a happy, carefree life."

"Truly, you are an odd one, male."

"Hahahahah~!"

"Oh dear me. A sudden dance competition? Allow me to join, I request!" and from one of the gates of the training grounds, queen Otrera shows up, a hand cupping her face as she muses in my shenanigans and Hippolyta's dry responses. Coming closer, the queen dismisses her crown and armour and decides to join me in my dancing exercises, much for her daughter's surprise and horror. We clap hands, we tap our feet, we shake our bodies to the silent songs. "You move nicely, male, I observe. Your agility during the trials was indeed no luck, I comprehend. Hohoh~!"

"Mother, not you too." Her tone was low as always, but I can feel some exasperation coming from the princess seeing a former prisioner and the Themiskyra Queen sharing a moment of delightful madness. With a smile, Queen Otrera turns to her eldest daughter.

"Come, my dearest daughter, let us dance." The dark-haired queen reaches a hand for the latter. The princess blinks at the offer, and takes a moment to digest everything once again. "We haven't been able to celebrate your return at all, I recall? So, let's seize the moment for that. Come and dance with us, to celebrate your new life."

"Honestly, mayhap the male brought with him some kind of maddening disease." She huffs and puffs, clearly twirling in her own confusion. Eventually, she gives in, taking her mother's hand to start dancing alongside us. Being a fierce and professional warrior, her dancing skills are not too shabby, something that surprised me a bit, although she's a bit too rigid and mechanical at the start. "But I can indulge myself in those tomfoolery, I suppose. I need to test if my body is already in truly top condition, I add."

"Indeed, indeed." The elder amazon nods and makes space so Hippolyta could skip her feet all the way next to me and we could hold hands and form a pair, the queen being content in clapping her hands to create her own music.

The sweat, the movements, the unexisting rhythm, the madness, we let ourselves indulge in the euphoria, as little by little her moves become looser and less static. From other sides, we see other amazonians coming closer to see what the fuzz was all about, and then either join us or clap their hands alongside their queen. There was no rhyme or reason, there wasn't a need for one, we were just having fun.

Having fun... 'Tis something for a while I thought I wouldn't get to experiment anymore. but now with the Gremories, and now these amazons, it's fun. Very much so.

Garith Gremory has a reason to laugh and smile. Good for him.

And for a few more days, I stay around Themiskyra and got to know their culture and habits a bit. I wasn't completely healed either, so until I was also at my 100%, I decided to lay down and plan my next moves carefully so that sort of stuff wouldn't happen again.

I was technically already a free male, so no reason to stay at the cold and lonely prison cell, but I decided to go there anyway because I just got used to it. The marble floor and bed, the silent corridors, the caged bars and window, what there is not to love? Of course, now I could go to the kitchen and show those tasteless amazonians how a moussaka should be prepared!

"Seriously, you can't use goat milk to make those. Those things are only to mild things up." I complain, passing a plate with a piece of moussaka to my guests in the prison kitchen. My guests, the warden Pyrrha and the amazonian princesses, take a bite out of it and dreamly moaned as I dismiss the apron and catch myself a piece. Yeah, I still got it, miss Grayfia can still do better, but I'm no slouch either. "Also, what kind of kitchen has no salt or condiments? Prisioners should have at least some dignity in eating."

"We're warriors, male. As long as it is nutricious and keep us alive, taste matters not, I say." Hippolyta pouts, even so not stopping in eating her share. In return, I pout as well, sticking a tongue out for her. 'Taste matters not' my ass. "But your cuisine is, indeed, superior in taste and presentation, I admit."

"Male, I truly will be having seconds." One of the twins, Antiope or Melanippe, who has short dark hair and equally green eyes like her eldest, also for some reason wearing glasses, lifts a hand and passes the plate to me.

"Me too, I add." The other twin does the same. The youngest, Penthesilea, says nothing but also lifts her plate. I guess what mother said is true, sometimes, to reach the best out of people, you'll need to first reach for their stomach.

"Alright, alright. Just put the plates down, I'll put some more on them." I smile and wave at them to do just that, I still have like half a cassarole to deal with. However, the one to not manifest herself was the warden herself, Pyrrha. I turn to her little aurburn hair, and wave a hand to her direction. "Hey~, miss Pyrrha. Would you mind seconds as well? If you want, I can pass you the recipe for you to do better next time."

"..."

"Miss Pyrrha...?"

"DIEEEEEEEEE...!" And with a murderous scream, she lifts her a knife at me and tries to stab me with it! As fast as I could, I dodged that offense and jumped away from her reach. One moment, and with watering eyes and grit teeths, the warden turns to me and holds another fork for herself, probably with the intention to harm me. Wait, what~? "! "Dweller of the Underworld... Seed of discord... I shall destroy you for bringing shame for the culinary talent of the warden Pyrrha! FACE YOUR DESTINY AGAINST ME, AND BE CONSUMED BY MY WRATH UNTIL NOTHING REMAINS OF YOUR UNHOLY EXISTENCE!"

"Again with this stuff...?!"

"MAAAAAAAAAAALEEEEEEEEEEE...!" And with a whiney yet murderous roar, she charges at me with killing intentions. Fortunately, this time, I didn't need to run away from her for almost a week, as one of the twins tripped the warden amazon and knocked her unconscious with a chop on her head. I'm glad that happened, because I would've do it myself, phew~.

"I want dessert now, I request." Hippolyta requests with another clean plate. I nod and comply. I still left a small parchment with cooking recipes for the warden amazon, because her next prisoners will need it.

That little accident aside, I spend the rest of my days in here peacefully, learning about their culture and habits, plus keeping up with their routine for a quicker recovery. Waking up at 4am to jog and do some light exercises until the Sun has fully risen, then we bath, eat and spend some hours in leisure or living as a normal society, such as learning, teaching, selling stuff or hunting for food. At noon, some more training, harsher this time, plus mock battles between each other as form of community and training. As the day closes, we finish it with a lighter set: we dance around the central plaza fireplace for fun and to relax, talk about our day, take a light dip at the public bath houses, do some group yoga, have orgies and then we sleep for another day the next morning.

Turns out, amazons are not as much of meatheads as I thought they were: they have their own library and a place where they keep knowledge of the outside world, either what they kept during their travels or leftovers of shipwrecks. As I was told, the 'mating season' Queen Otrera was talking about is an event that takes place every 6 or 7 years: A batch of amazons ripe of age travel to the mainlands in order to get impregnated and then return to give birth to a new generation, which they care and nurture until they reach 6 or 7 years old, during which they are taken to training camps to become warriorwomen as another group goes to the mainlands to remake the cycle again and again.

Also, if any man is unfortunate enough to shipwreck around here, the amazons take him and offer him that ultimatum: death or mating, since surviving a wrecking requires formidable strength, something that turns those warriors on. I was fortunate enough to crash during the approaching mating season, otherwise, since I'm not lost but an invader, they'd have killed me on the spot. The old Gremory luck, it seems.

But, of course, all of that is irrelevant as the day to leave eventually comes. Wearing my old clothes plus this snazzy chíton(Queen Otrera said I could keep it), having my things returned and none worse for wear, Queen Otrera guides me to a place near the royal palace where a grand pillar with some scriptures stands. She taps it a few times and it starts to glow.

"As a devil, you must be familiar with magical runes, I presume. This monument, a divine construction, works with similar mechanics." She explains. Soon enough, a portal opens on thin air in front of the pillar, and from the other side, although a bit blurry, I see the real Greece. "There. It shall save you some time, and it'll keep the location of Themiskyra in secret while at it, I deduce. Going by boat is truly risky, so please accept this humble substitute, I beg."

"No problem on my end." I say, poking the portal and making it ripple like a container of unrest water. I shove my head inside of it, and truly, by the other side, I see a greek beach, leading me where I used to be. Eh, just to make sure that it won't take me to the razor dimension or a dragon's den. But there is something poking my curiosity on that. "Say, why don't you amazons use this instead of going to the mainland by boat? Sounds like it'll save a lot of time..."

"..." Queen Otrera pouts. Not in 'why didn't I think of that earlier?' kind of pout, but something akin to 'Why did you have to ask?' kind. One moment, and the eldest amazon turns away with a blush and a furrowed brow. "Because... This particular portal also leads to a certain male's abode, I admit."

"..."

"The... One who helped me conceive my dearest daughters, I add." She answers my silent question, and a rude puff of smoke exhales my nostrils. What? "I lied about his demise, I admit. I just didn't want to share him with those other wenches and see him laying with a different one every night, I dread. I sent him back to the mainland and only I know about this fact. I couldn't leave my post as queen, after all."

"..."

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"I-I see. G-Good to know the amazons might be changing away from their usual fame." I hope she doesn't notice me twitching my lips to contain my laughter, or else she'll change her mind and execute me on the spot. That's cute, adorable even, but seeing an adult woman, mother of four, acting like that all lovestruck is hilarious in the cringiest way. A mental slap to wake myself up, and I bow to her. "But anyway, I deeply appreciate your hospitality, and I'm sorry for everything that transpirred with my inconvenient trespassing. I wish you well, queen Otrera."

"I should be the one apologizing for my hubris and arrogance, male, I retort. They brought nothing but pain and the ultimate demise of my dearest eldest, I sadly recollect. If anything, I'm forever grateful for your kindness in reviving her, and as long as I live, Themiskyra and the amazons will forever be in debt with you, I promise." The queen now bows to me, touching foreheads with me and letting out a cute laughter. Once that was over, she reaches for one of her chambers and from there she picks a rather thin, white western sword of a black hilt and a red ribbon wrapped on the pommel. I picked it and realize how light it was. "It's not much, but please accept this sword as a token of gratitude and friendship, I say. 'Keraunos' is its name, and is made from a metal only found in Themiskyra, I describe. It's very light and easy to move around with, it might be useful..."


You have obtained [KERAUNOS] into your inventory!

- KERAUNOS(EQUIPPABLE): A western-styled sword made from a metal only found in Themiskyra. White as snow, it is light as a feather and easy to handle as it does not produce any sounds, reserved for only the best of the amazonian warriors.


"I see. Thank you very much." I said, wrapping the sword around the sash on my waist and adjusting it to better accomodate alongside Ichimonji-R. It really is light, I can barely feel it weighting on me, and from this perspective, it'll be easier to pull it in case anything happens to my katana. I bow to the Queen, and turn to the open portal. "Well, until a maybe, Queen Otrera. I hope our next encounter... Will be a more pleasant one."

"Male... No, Garith Gremory." She drops my name with a sweet voice, and with a nod I answer to her call. Nothing else but a smile and a stare saying for us to meet again someday. "Have a nice trip, and be safe, I hope."

I say nothing, only nod, and with a skip into the portal, without looking back, I feel like jumping into a stream of water, and once by the other side, I see myself landing on the sandy grounds of a beach, my sandals sinking into the moist grains and getting caught by the waves of the ocean. And here I am, back at Greece, the normal Greece. I pick my phone, I see that I have signal back, and quite a few hundred messages from brother Zechs and Rias. Yep, Garith Gremory is back, baby...

Well, I should be going back to my hotel and try to explain my absence for the past two and a half weeks, if they didn't throw my things in the garbage after all this time. I've spent too much time in Themiskyra, I need to organize myself so I won't screw up again, worrying my family and having to fight for my life. There is a long way before I can reach my full potential, as both a devil and a person.

Although, admitedly, my time back in the amazonian island wasn't all that bad, I got a lot of experience, both ways, and even a new badass sword and my first [QUEEN] piec-...

...

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HOLY SHIT, I FORG-...!

*BUMP!*

"You forgot me, male." And out of nowhere, I feel something hard and rapid bumping on my back, making me lose balance and fall face-first on the floor, eating sand and salty water. Lifting my head and shaking off the eaten dirt, I turn my gaze upwards, and now I see the amazonian princess carrying a small satchel hanging from her shoulder and a bloody red scarf with a golden belt around.

S-Sorry, princess Hippolyta. It might be my [MIGRAINES] acting up again..." I so miserably whisper under her feet, and soon enough she's nice enough to get off of me and help me stand, dusting myself from the sand and garbage of the beach. She apparently came from the same portal I used, so of course she'll be landing close. To think her father might be closer and imagined and she has no idea about it. Her eyes turn to me, and then to the lights of the city.

"So... This is how the mainland looks like, I wonder. Truly, a city of lights and a different sky from Themiskyra's. A new experience for sure, I assure." She crosses her arms, curious yet hesitant as always. I wonder if this is her first time coming to the mainland as she calls it. She turns to me, and nods. "Do you have anything in mind from this point on, male? Since I'm your [QUEEN, I will accompany you whatever comes our way, I promise. I shall not admit foolishness, however."

"Well, after this fiasco, I'm thinking of kicking back at the hotel and renew my stay plus pay for the last two weeks. I will try to avoid going in blind ever again to avoid the same mistakes that led me to Themiskyra." I shrug, my headaches aching a bit now that I'm in familiar grounds, but nothing that will cripple me too much. One moment, and I turn her to smile. "After a day or two of RR, how about I show you around? I'll buy you some clothes and a pair of two of Louboutins to celebrate you as my new [QUEEN]. Doesn't that sound nice?"

"'Hotel'~? 'RR'? 'Lew-bow-tawn'?" Her face is stoic as always, but the tone doesn't hide that she's all confused about these. Either because of amazonian isolanist culture or for the fact that she's greek and they're not all that hot regarding economy. My lips spread a quiet mischiveous smile, and I shrug.

"Y'know what? Let's just go to that building rest and we'll discuss matters later. Let's eat, too. You know what food is, right?" I joke, and she pouts, rubbing the grip of her herculean sword on my face in a clear sign that she's annoyed. What a problematic queen I found myself, but I guess Gremory males just know how to find troublesome women as their partners. I hold her by the hand to guide her. "Well then, welcome to the mainland, princess of Themiskyra."

"Please guide me, devil male."

"Gladly."

"Huh..."

*DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!*

"...?!" But before we could even walk a meter back to the hotel, something akin to a meteorite appeared out of nowhere and landed right next to us, forming a crater on the beach and lifting a curtain of ashes and sand. The Themiskyra princess turned to it, confused and horrofied, but once she saw who was standing in there, she quickly lowered herself in a prostration. "L-Lord Ares, our divine ancestor...!"

"What...?" i turn to the direction of the explosion, the ground zero, and emerging from the ashes and the crater, I see this tall, olive-skinned male standing almost at 2m and whose body was just as broad, wearing a black greek armour with a flamming sword and red hot eyes peeking from his dark helmet. Orange flamming locks fall onto his shoulders from his protected scalp, and a single breath from his exhales hot steam instead of air. Each step creates a quake and leaves a burning footprint. I use my [APPRAISAL] on the mysterious stranger, and no doubt, he is...


[ARES]

[LEVEL: ?.]

[ALIGNMENT: CHAOTIC GOOD]


The god of war himself, Ares.

"I sensed that my kin, an amazon, has left Themiskyra out of their season. kidnapped? Snuffed? Or blackmailed? Does not matter, no one touches a child of the War God and leaves unscratched." His voice is hoarse and powerful, just as powerful as his presence, and even from here, I admit that I have no chance in heading against him if he holds a grudge. His fiery eyes scan around like an eagle, and he approaches us as if sensing something this way. "My blood, my flesh, it draws closer. Thee who has soiled Themiskyra and took one of its daughters, prepare to face the wrath of the one and only god of Warfare, bloodshed and ire, Ares-Oh fuck, a Gremory."

"H-Hey..." I lift a hand to greet the intimadating god in front of me, who just laid his eyes on me and suddenly all the power and wrath from his aura vanished, and his eyes grew big as saucers. Crap, that was probably disrespectful, so now I lower myself and bow to him. "I-I mean. I humble myself in the presence of Ares, the god of war."

"H-Hello. Hm... Y-You're... You're a Gremory, right? This devilish presence... The red hair..." But instead of wrath, his voice becomes lower and hesitant, almost like a wimper. I lift my head and nod to that. He gulps a dry one, and takes a few steps back, taking a moment to cough and recompose himself. "Oh shit... W-Well, hm, well... S-Say, Gremory... You don't happen to see... An amazonian girl around here, would you? Just asking, nothing against you or your family, I swear on the Styx..."

"Yeah. A lot of things happened, and I made an amazonian my [QUEEN] piece." I sign for the fallen amazon on my feet, who was too engrossed in her bowing to notice our conversation. I scratch my cheek sheepishly. "Sorry if that displeases you or anything, a lot happened, but if you think that's bad..."

"N-No! Nonononono~! H-Hahahah~! Nothing wrong with that, Gremory! Y-You can have her, I won't do anything against you! J-Just... treat her right, okay?" He lowers himself and bows to me. Seriously, what the hell is happening? I nod for that, of course I'll treat my [EVIL PIECE] with respect, I'm a Gremory after all. He nods, still backstepping back to his crater. "S-So, we cool, right? Please don't call your brother, I won't do a thing, y-you keep the girl... Just keep her right. We cool, right? N-No need to call Lord Sirzechs, right? Right?"

"R-Right."

"Cool. Tis cool, we cool." He gives me a double thumbs up, and in another show of lights, like a firework he turns into a flash of light and golden flames and disappears in an ascending comet back to the skies, leaving only Hippolyta and I at the beach.

...

The hell was all that about?

"H-Huh? where did the divine ancestor go?" And standing from her prostration, the princess stands up, dusts herself and scans around for her divine ancestor.

"He went back to Mt. Olympus saying something about having to attend some divine matters, I guess. He did give us his blessings, though." I open a false smile and try my best to sound genuine. I mean, I'm not lying, but I'm hiding a lot of information about her 'divine ancestor'. She pouts, but then nods, a new shine in her eyes. "We should go to the hotel and have some dinner and then rest for the day."

"I agree." She nods, and I take her hand again to guide her to the hotel.

My adventures at the land of heroes are far from over, it seems.

[SAMURAI VS. WARRIORWOMAN ARC: FINISHED.]

[NEXT ARC: ANTARES ACROSS THE NIGHT SKY]


[NAME: Garith Gremory]

[LVL.: 80]

[RACE: Devil(High-class)]

[ALIGNMENT: Neutral Evil]

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

[CLASS: Saber-Caster-Brawler]


(SKILLS)

- POWER OF DESTRUCTION(ACTIVE): The power of destruction inherited from the Bael. The demonic power to annihilate anything it touches. (lvl. 58)

- 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. MAX)

- 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. 96)

- GAMER'S MIND(PASSIVE): DATA LOST.

- 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. 83).

- 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. (LVL. MAX)

- 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. MAX)

-FEATHERED FEET(ACTIVE): A dancing skill, graceful and quick maneuvers in the art of dancing. Might be also useful for combat. (Lvl. 99).

-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. 32)

-INTERMEDIATE SWORDSMANSHIP(ACTIVE): the evolved skill from [BASIC SWORDSMANSHIP, a myriad of others can be acquired now! Once a certain level is reached, it'll evolve into [ADVANCED SWORDSMANSHIP] and enabling new skills to be learn. (Lvl. 99)

- BASIC MAGECRAFT(ACTIVE): The bare minimum knowledge of devil's form of thaumarturgy, based on imagination and rune manipulation that is not inherited by genes. Once a certain level is reached, it'll evolve into [INTERMEDIATE MAGECRAFT] and enabling new skills to be learn. (lvl. 27)

- BRAWLER(ACTIVE): Weaponless martial arts learnt on the fly. Similar to pankration, it embodies all forms of physical armless combat with explosive punches and rapid quicks. Unlocks [BRAWLER] class. (Lvl. 34)

- KENJUTSU(ACTIVE): A swordsmanship skill focused on katanas and the eastern ways of the sword, like that of a samurai.(lvl. 65)

- SANDANDZUKI(Active): The signature move of the infamous captain of Shinsengumi's first unit, also known as Hyakkidouri. A certain-kill strike, it aims and strikes the victim's neck and shoulders for massive damage. (lvl. 1). -THE PLAYER HAS NOT MET THE REQUIREMENTS TO USE THIS TECHNIQUE YET-

- 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. 57)

- 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. MAX)

- [PLAYBOY](ACTIVE): A sub-skill of [CHARISMA]. By using the natural charm of the Gremory males and smooth yet hollow words, it is not hard for ladies to fall for your enchants and be snagged for a dangerous romance. However, do not confuse 'lust' with 'love', for the latter is much harder to grasp. It works on males too, by the way, let's be fair. (lvl. 7)


(STATS)

-STR: 255

-DEF: 222

-DEX: 699

-SPD: 360

-END: 277

-INT: 100

-WIS: 180

-CHA: 1,008,088

-LUK: 666


[EQUIPMENTS]

- ICHIMONJI-R(EQUIPPED): A replica of the famous Ichimonji line of Katanas, said to contain divine properties. A normal katana forged specially for you under Zeoticus's demand to celebrate your noble debut, near-impossible to dent, rust or break, fit to withstand the supernatural strength of a devil

- KERAUNOS(EQUIPPED): A western-styled sword made from a metal only found in Themiskyra. White as snow, it is light as a feather and easy to handle as it does not produce any sounds, reserved for only the best of the amazonian warriors.

-EVIL PIECES(x14): A mystical item created by Ajuka Beelzebub in order to solve the Underworld's natality crisis. It reincarnates being of other races(sans deities) under the servitude of a [KING, a high-class devil.

- ROYAL RIBBON(EQUIPPED): A blue ribbon miss Grayfia gave you to wrap your hair in a braid not unlike hers. It has no special properties, but it looks cute on you.

- PHENEX TEARS(x2): A healing potion made by the Phenex clan of devils. They have nigh-instantaneous healing powers when applied to wounds. A present from father as a gift in your journey.

- GREMORY COOKIES(x10): Homemade snacks made by Venelana, with lots of love poured into them. Consume for a boast in resolve and strength by feeling a mother's love in it.

- GREMORY COMPENDIUM: A book containing notes and information about locations, runes and people of interest; used to research supernatural affairs and possible peerage candidates. [THE DATA REGARDING JAPAN HAS BEEN SCRIBBLED OVER, THEREFORE UNAVAILABLE FOR RESEACH]


(TECHNIQUES)

- [INFERNO STYLE] -

Also known as [FIVE SKILLS OF ANNIHILATION CONSTELLATION], it is a set of 5 techniques developed by Garith that allows him to reshape the form of his [POWER OF DESTRUCTION] to assist him in specific situations, exchanging its raw powers for versatility.

*Aquila: The meteor shower of annihilation, Garith summons a sphere of power of destruction to powder in his palms and blow it against his foes in a volley of smaller, multiple balls of destruction, much more like a machine gun. It is capable of hitting multiple targets at the same time, but due to their size, they lack the power to cause anything but superficial damage, although a right hit on spots like the eyes or throat might be decisive.

*Orion: The malevolent Shooting star, is a single, smaller sphere of power of destruction which has the power and speed of a bullet coming from the tip of Garith's pointer and middle finger. it has great precision, speed and power much more like a bullet, but its coverage is the smallest among the Inferno style, making the easiest to miss, and the recoil from it makes it harder to shoot several Ultimas without losing precision, the power behind it can also break Garith's fingers.

*Crux: The mirror Void Galaxy, is the strongest among the Inferno style, a stream of concentrated power of the destruction coming from Garith's hand, enough to pass through any defence due to its massive imput of demonic energy and shape, forming a vortex that annihilates and drills anything in its path. However, it is the most tiring technique as well, easily telegraphic and with the shorter reach, barely 2m, forcing Garith to be close to his opponent for a sure-hit sure-kill.


-[FAIRY STANCES]-

The [FIVE STAR FORMS OF DEMONIC KENJUTSU]are a set of techniques developed by Garith which combines his [POWER OF DESTRUCTION] inherited ability and [KENJUTSU] stances as a catalyst to bring forth the full potential of both skills, creating five techniques revolving around them:

*Sirius: The Destruction Hunting Dog, Garith draws a line of Power of destruction with a finger and twirls it with his blade to create a small vortex of annihilation energy around the blade, which he can hurl at opponents and remotely control it to some extent, taking the shape of a snake-like stream of destruction.


[PARTY(EVIL PIECES)]

- King: Garith Gremory

- Queen: Hippolyta

- Bishop 1: [EMPTY SLOT]

- Bishop 2: [EMPTY SLOT]

- Knight 1: [EMPTY SLOT]

- Knight 2: [EMPTY SLOT]

-Rook 1: [EMPTY SLOT]

- Rook 2: [EMPTY SLOT]

- Pawn(x8): [EMPTY SLOT]


Phew, it took long enough, but here it is, the end of an arc, a bit of development and of, course, some shenanigans regarding our little dumb Gremory, now with his own queen and even a new sword. Also, as promised, here it is, an update on Garith's status. He has grown if just a little.

Hello everyone, Houki minami here updating this little story before the turn of the first month. Honestly, as much as i like writing stories, there are some chapters that just are hard come construct. This one is an example, and while I might've been able to pull it off, in all honesty, it was hard to write some of the events down, hence why it feels a bit disjointed. But, oh well, I guess I was able to tie all the loose ends, have fun with it and end this arc on a comedic tone, plus for the hopes of a new arc. With all that said, thanks for reading up to this point, I hope you enjoyed the chapter and until next time, until the next arc!

Also, since we're still in Greece, I guess we can find some familiar faces now that we're out of Themiskyra. One can only hope~.

Greetings from Houki Minami.