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DxD An Alternate Story

An ordinary man dies an ordinary life. A ROB bored out of his mind throws him into another world with a couple cheat level abilities and a few wishes free of charge, no strings attached. Follow Zell in his new life in the world high School DxD R-18 for possible future lemons First fic so feedback will be appreciated. Also wish fullfilment I will be going a little crazy in some parts of the story but pls bear with me. This is wish fullfillment, just let it happen.

NinoWaifuBestWaifu · Anime & Comics
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Chapter 12: Plans and Oaths

After the meeting with Sirzechs and Zeoticus, who joined back in after the trash on the Great Kung faction was spoken, Grayfia led us out of the recpetion room and towards the living quarters of the mansion seperate from where the main Gremory family stays.

We were offered assylum by Zeoticus after he returned and since we have nowhere else to really go, we accepted, though we did make sure to ask for an area a bit away from the main house to avoid as many interactions as we can.

On the flip side, my discussion with Sirzechs can be considered a success. Though I don't know how he will handle the situation with the Bael clan and the Great King faction, at the very least he should be putting a heavy amount of pressure over them. That should get them to lay low for a while and not to cause trouble.

As for my evil pieces, Sirzechs said he would discuss with Ajuka when I can get them but said it may be within the next 2 weeks. Though even if I have them, I don't plan to recruit anyone just yet, I need to get stronger to be able to even be able to convince anyone to stand at my side, much less serve me.

I learned after my rescue attempt for Kuroka and Shirone that my control over my devil magic and PoD is very shoddy at best. I'm like Rias in the anime, using a shit ton of magic for a lackluster result.

I'll see if I can get some training from the Gremory's own PoD resident expert, Mommy Venelana, in hopes of having better control over my magic.

I don't have hopes to receive training from Sirzechs since we want to lay low for a while, and him suddenly taking on a teaching role for someone unknown, even if in secret, will eventually lead to us being discovered.

Aside from that, I want to start training in my other clan traits that I have basically neglected ever since I arrived, my Space and Time abilities.

Each one of them seperate, if used properly can be extremely over powered. But used together, unless anyone can just steamroll me through pure raw power, then I am invincible. I may not win every fight, but I can guarantee that I wouldn't lose either.

Then add the Power of Destruction to the mix, and I can basically make a makeshift black hole with PoD at the core and a time accelerated closed off vaccuum space.

And that's just the tip of the metaphorical iceberg. I have dozens of ides in my head and they can only be tested if I have proper control over my clan traits.

Grayfia led us towards a small mansion a little out of the way of the main house and handed us the key to the place. Apparently it wasn't used very much so no one really bothers with it. That is very convenient for us.

Upon opening the front doors, a grand foyer greets us with a spiral stair case leading up into the second floor off to the right side of the entrance.

Contrary to the place's history, the place is well maintained and is well decorated with a Vicotrian Era vibe to it.

Grayfia: "This mansion is not very well used by the Gremory family anymore so I believe it to be the best place of residence if you wish to keep to yourselves. I will hand pick and asign a few maids to handle the chores so that you may live your life in peace. And do not worry, I will personally see to it that they are tight lipped."

We nod gratefully towards Grayfia and while the girls go off to explore the mansion, I hold back Grayfia from leaving.

"Lady Grayfia, I have a request. Earlier you have seen me wield the Power of Destruction. I know that my control over it is very lackluster as is my control over magic in general and I wish to receive training to control my abilities.

I know that Lady Gremory is formerly of the Bael house and wields the PoD with great precision. May ask to be introduced so that I may ask for her guidance on my abilities?"

I ask her with a small bow.

If I receive some training from Venelana, who was one if the most powerfull decendants of the Bael clan in the past then I will be one step closer to testing new magic combinations with my clan traits.

I can also butter her up a bit during our interactions and build to a future where I can take a nice big bite of her melons, and maybe even get to taste some honey. She is an SSS grade milf with a capital MILF and I personally wouldn't mind giving Zeoticus a green hat later since I've heard that he neglects her in favor of his harem.

Fucking idiot can't appreciate the beautiful, loyal, delicous woman before him with an excelent mind for business. So I'll take her for myself and give her some love and make good use of her talents and ablities in both combat and business.

Fuck, the mind wants but the body cannot. This feels like torture.

Grayfia, seeing me bow, thinks about my request for a bit before she finally speaks.

Grayfia: "I can arrange a meeting, but whether Lady Venelana would be willing to train you or not is up to her."

That's good enough, I can probably work something out with her in exchange for her teaching me. It may also be a good chance to meet little Rias and change her way of thinking before she becomes a lazy bum who wants her problems solved for her.

Food for thought.

I bow towards Grayfia and thank her before seeing her off and entering my temporary home.

Walking inside, I can see Kuroka and Shirone laying in the comfy couch in a living room looking room. I say that because this place is huge. As big as my gym in the Reality Pearl Mansion.

I need to give it a proper name soon, don't want to call it the RPM forever.

"Alright, Kuroka, time to keep up you end of the bargain. River Styx, remember? Shirone you too please, or no more caramel filled chocolate bars for you."

Shirone stares at me in shocked terror and swiftly runs up to me.

Shirone: "I swear on my very being to not reveal any of your secrets to anyone, no matter who they may be. In exchange, I want chocolate. I swear on the River Styx."

This is the most she has probably ever spoke and she got all of that out rapidly. It's adorable.

As she finished her words, a yellow aura takes form around her and her oath is complete. A little anticlimactic, but it works.

I smile at Shirone and produce a box of 20 caramel filled chocolate bars. Her eyes shine and grabs the box out of my hands before running off and jumping onto the couch, tearing the box open and going to town on the sweets.

I let out a small chuckle and turn to the eyebrow twitching Kuroka, staring as her sister swore herself to secrecy over a box of chocolate before letting out a sigh.

She stands up and walks towards me eyes on mine the entire time. When she finally stands before me, she drops her playful nature and swears her oath.

Kuroka: "I swear upon the River Styx, to follow and serve you for as long as you need my services, and follow your orders to the letter. I will reveals no secrets of yours to anyone, no matter their stature. This I solemnly swear"

The yellow aura makes another appearance and slowly goes away while I smile and nod at her.

"Good, with that out of the way, a bit more trust can be placed on you. For now settle into the house. I'll be in my mansion, want to get some training in to break in my new fighting style. If anyone asks for me, pour some magic into this, I'll get notified and come out ASAP."

Handing them over a small metal token, I walk off to look for a room to enter the pearl. My new battle mage fighting style is coming along splendidly even with my half assed control of magic, now imagine with near perfect control. Just thinking of it makes me giddy with excitement.

Hopefully Venelana contacts me soon, I look forward to her MILFy goodness.