Balor Over Hell 2 - or 'I am kind of like DIO but Femboy and with an actual interest in women' (Gasper Vladi!SI DxD)
Knives are a must in a Dio Build.
I want to say that learning how to throw those was simple, but the nature behind such a skill was complex and divided in many steps. First, one had to understand the importance of a knife's weight before throwing it. The quicker you understand how to do this, the easier the process will be in the long-run.
Next up was gauging the 'aim' and the various factors many marksmen keep in mind, such as the wind (or generally aerial alteration), distance, power and so on. While that shouldn't be something a rookie shouldn't consider just yet, the fact I was born a Dhampir means that I had strength and reaction time worthy of a night-killer.
And the first attempts in testing out both left me amused and annoyed. I needed control and I knew I was only going to get better at this so… it wasn't a simple training montage and go. I was going to return to this from time to time just to not lose my awareness of my own growing body.
Last but far from least was the awareness of where to hit one's target. I couldn't exactly know all the weak spots on the spot, but most living beings on this planet had pretty much the same biological composition when it came to important organs. Fredi was kind enough to 'retrieve' a book on the matter by the library.
Ever since the odd disappearance of the hags, 'father dearest' had put some sketchy minder to keep track of me. I couldn't see them, but I felt that smell always lingering around and being quite far from me. Far enough to turn my room into a safe spot to share these conversations.
I spent 'ages' on the topic just to make sure I was ready for what was to come and to also formulate a plan on what I wanted to do. Riding on the canon wave was not viable.
I refused to be submissive and breedable, and I knew there was a chance to overturn many shitty situations all at once if I played this safely and… entertained a few Dio-esque ideas which would, surprisingly enough, have maximum success in this dimension.
So, I had my little list of 'what-to-do' once I had gone through a full year of accustomization. I was going to strike, and I was going to hit so hard that I was going to claim it all. To be more specific, I happened to be in a rather eventful time for Vampires of all sorts since the Civil War was still ongoing, yet limited to just brief skirmishes and a lot of political bullshit rather than genuine warfare.
The Tepes Faction called dibs on being the purest vampire because they were the oldest and the most masculine (Gasper's existence put that under jeopardy, I reckon), while the Carmilla Faction was made by girls that wanted to claim the joystick and play on the console as their mommy told them to.
It was going to change once Valerie's Sacred Gear was discovered and used to bolster the Tepes' troops at the expense of her mind. Considering my current predicament, that wasn't going to happen so that wasn't a real concern of mine at the moment.
After all, such a power was first manifested when she selflessly tried to save Gasper from getting caught in his escape plan. Which ultimately saw his death and resurrection through a Rias passing by.
I also took under consideration Rias and Hell itself and… that was a mess for later. Vampires at this point held no general attachment to the Christian Pantheon, not when it was busy tugging cocks between the three factions in fucking Japan.
I was in Romania, and I had things to do here while also entertaining the incorporation of Vampiredom in a single political entity. Nothing to say just yet, but it was going to be truly… Hellish!
Yes, one thing that I decided to invest some time into was also the need to create a doctrine, a 'dream'. If Dio aspired to the fragile heavens, then 'Gya-kun' was going to aim for the concept of [Hell].
The concept of Rebellion against the pure and orderly Heaven- where a new form of governance shall be established over the world- a new world order even! I felt the pure ego behind that ambitious plan just gave me the why boners at weird times.
…Or right times. I need to make my image of someone that can't be predicted after all.
The lack of abuse in recent times had been proof enough that this last effort was working as intended. But while training and honing my skills and my Sacred Gears had taken most of my free time, I saw no point in 'refusing' my 'dearest father' and the need to uphold our obligations to the Tepes Family.
Meetings and balls, feasting and negotiating. The invitation was meant for the nobles to use to improve their powers, while the leading Tepes family enforced their dominance in a display that was hardly one of strength and one more of 'this is where your taxes go when you pay us for protection'.
Not gonna lie, I was expecting to have it rough to find Valerie, but I was pleasantly delighted when I was just hauled to her room and told to 'be a good abomination and join the rest of the filth'. Which was Valerie.
Now, when one thinks of Valerie back in Volume 16 and more of DxD, they would think that she is this confident but silly girl that urged Gasper to love crossdressing. In truth, the poor girl, who was roughly two-three years my senior at the moment, was actually a bit 'braver' than Gasper when he was first introduced in the show.
Creepy even considering she was instantly onto me, eyes wide open as she cutely called me beautiful. I smiled at that, and rather than being shocked by it, I just returned the compliment calling her the prettiest girl I have ever seen.
Cheeks flaring red, a sight that was highlighted by how pale vampires are, she still offered the one thing I decided to still entertain. I mean, I was already in a feminine body, there's no reason to not entertain some potential disguise-training in case I needed to infiltrate a secret place by passing out as a cute girl.
I was given a skirt, a pretty shirt and some bows for my hair. Valerie had her pretty hands on her mouth, eyes wide open in pure wonder.
"So cute~!"
I giggled. "Thanks, but you know, I think you are cuter."
"I-I am not," She deflated, deflecting the praise and I smiled. "W-What?"
"Come on!" I replied strongly, fetching a dress from her open wardrobe. "Put this on! I think it will look lovely on you~!"
We were both kids at the time. She was around the age where puberty would soon strike her, but the innocent dhampir saw no issue in changing in front of me. She was barely developed, so I really didn't feel much. Oh no, I was going to patiently wait for the ripe fruit to be mature and ready for some romancing n' bedding~.
The blonde soon gave a twirl to show her full frame with the pretty white dress and I beamed at her.
"Val, that's so gorgeous! You are gorgeous!"
Her face was flushed and she tried her best to push away the well-meant praises. The girl needed it, the proper boost and while I wasn't utterly sold on the crossdressing bit, I have to admit it was a fun experiment.
I wasn't going to fully switch to girly clothes, but I think a whole new world of actually comfortable clothes had opened up and I was going to fucking exploit that newfound pleasure in the matter to my advantage.
Still, before leaving, I took the chance to look for the bathroom. Which was actually a keyword for me to take a break and murder someone. As I had suspected, Valerie had a few tormentors. Male ones from the looks of it.
Three butlers, such a shameful number and they all looked so dashing and young… shame that they were struck by some time-stopping shenanigans that saw their lifeless bodies chucked to the moot just outside the castle, giving the monsters there to take care of their carcasses.
I couldn't do much to take care of Valerie's shitty brother, but I could slowly make sure he was taken care of by other means. Fredi didn't waste any time using his free moments to take notes on the careless moron's behavior and we had a potential 'way in': he loved a specific sort of wine which was solely reserved to him.
While I had nothing that could be used now, that opening offered us a chance for a slow ousting for Marius by making sure the barrels containing this peculiar blood-wine were polluted with something diluted to it that would, eventually, make him look too weak and frail to be a 'proper Tepes heir'.
Then his papa was going to take care of that 'disgrace' and thus give Valerie a degree of safety.
Slow and steady, but I was going to make sure that once I struck, I wasn't going to need more time to plot for the next steps. Everything was going to change in a year from now.
Everything~.
AN
Gya-kun's wild ride has just started. Prepare for some madladdery and debauchery of the scandalous kind with some cuddling and handholding on the side. There will be no prisoners this time around.
