The Nephilim Faction I

The Underworld, Someplace in the capital, Lilith.

The centre of the capital Lilith was an exuberant spot filled with raves, parties and the greatest nightlife that the underworld could offer, being from all over the supernatural world come here to enjoy themselves, finding the best quality of ladies, drinks and gambling.

In the middle of this all, there was an exuberant casino called 'Underground', a centre of games where only the richest colluded and was worthy of its name, the Underworld's underground. From information brokers to sacred gears and more, this place had it all.

In the middle of all this, a woman walked, her whole body covered by pitch-black armour, everyone seemed to be unknowingly evading her, even then... they couldn't perceive her for she was invisible.

She entered the casino from the main gate and headed to the elevator, ignoring the debauchery that only devils and gods could muster. The lady entered a secret combination of numbers with the elevator's floor numbers.

"Oi oi! let me in!" Before the door could close, a drunk devil placed his hand in between the gates, stopping its advance, he looked at the woman in armour with outrage, "You didn't stop the elevator for-"

*BAANG!*

She kicked his face so hard that he was blasted towards the poker tables, the elevator door closed and she leaned back against its wall, cleaning her bloodied foot on the floor and sighing in disgust.

"Devil trash..."

When the elevator doors opened she found herself in front of another gate where she had to place another code, finally, the doors opened to give way to what looked like a very luxurious penthouse at the top of the underworld's most famous casino.

She took her helmet off and threw it onto the nearest couch, her long raven hair extended lazily as she discarded all of her armour and remained naked, walking to the fridge to take a bottle out of it before she threw herself on the same couch and exhaled deeply in fatigue.

The beauty gouged the cork out of the bottle and drank directly from her delicious mouth.

"So good!~ fufu~ I should have invited Richter-sama... we could have had some fun *hic*"

It took some time but another person stepped into the apartment the same way she had. This lady had raven black hair and a long white dress.

"Took you long enough, Mor-chan"

"Albedo, I told you we'd take our time cleaning" The incoming lady sighed and placed something that resembled a key on the marble countertop nearby.

She looked at the strongest Nephilim in existence together with herself; Albedo Astaroth. The woman was naked, sitting on the couch with her legs crossed and her delightful body open to the air.

"I know I know~ want some?" The daughter of Satan Beelzebub and the Archangel Sandalphon giggled her bottle that was half-full but the beauty shook her head.

"You know I don't like drinking... also, you left your armour all over the place again, it is in your Astaroth Clan that you have maids, you don't have maids here, Albedo," the girl said wickedly slanting a pout and a hiccup from the Astaroth beauty.

"Still a party pooper, you're not an angel you know~ no matter how much you pretend to be one"

The lady ignored Albedo's words and picked up the armour pieces, placing them to the side nonetheless.

The public identity of this beauty was a mystery to the whole underworld, unlike Albedo, her background wasn't broad... the former had the luck to have Satan Beelzebub and the Archangel Sandalphon as her parents, and not only that but they loved her dearly and also loved each other. This made her status compared to the rest of the Nephilims in the underworld; vastly different like Heaven and Hell.

While other Nephilims were hunted and murdered, Albedo was showered in love by her parents, sadly... it was only her parents and her cousin, the rest of the Astaroth family disgusted her, hence why she wasn't even in the line to become the heir of the Astaroth house.

The first in line was Diodora Astaroth... the second in line was her cousin, Latia Astaroth, both of them way weaker than her, but her true strength wasn't of public knowledge anyway.

"What an evening it was..." the lady Albedo addressed as 'Morrighan' slumped beside her, it made Albedo lean her head on the lady's lap which she promptly began caressing.

Her true identity... Morrighan Belphegor, the bastard daughter of a distinguished general from a devil clan, and a captive general angel from the heavens. Her father, dead... her mother had turned into a fallen angel as well, eventually killing herself after the abuse. From very little Morrighan's life had been rough, until she was picked up and from then on, donned another name.

Lucy.

It was the house of Lucifuge the one who saved her, Lady Fia Lucifuge to be more specific.

"What do you think about Richter-sama?" Albedo asked her with a knowing smirk, placing her finger against the beauty's cheek and poking her once and twice before a pouting Morrighan stopped her.

"What is there not to think...? the same reaction he had on you, he had on me... I'm afraid that he's almost unreachable though" The beauty sighed, recalling the evening events.

"Why?" Albedo didn't hold that belief, in fact... she felt confident in her ability to enter the Dragon God's eyes merely by a single one of his comments last night.

"Lady Grayfia is not someone the two of us together can hope to defeat. She's on a completely different level compared to Lady Layla. The two of us together may not be able to defeat Sirzechs-sama, much less her... moreover, she was quite jealous and spiteful; I imagine if Lady Layla wasn't her sister... she'd be dead by now".

"You have never seen me fight seriously, Mor-chan... I could defeat Lady Layla if I go all out~" Albedo pouted, turning around and wiggling her butt on the couch.

"Even then, I'm sure she didn't fight with her whole strength. I have talked to Lady Grayfia throughout the week and she told me that the power she received from Richter-sama, hasn't been dominated yet, we can't ascertain her true prowess, but what we know is she's at least a Super Devil, well... she's actually a 'Demon Goddess' as she calls herself, never seen any of those"

Albedo frowned and took a sip of her bottle of alcohol.

"You shouldn't drink like that, Albedo... sit properly".

"Ugh, if I don't do something... Rias will steal my pace, Richter-sama said she's as interesting as me, could you believe that?! Rias is such a useless girl, why would he say that!?"

"Now you're letting your bias think ahead of you... remember that Rias is still the heir of destruction if she were to control that power..." Morrighan's words drifted, thinking about the possibilities if Rias were to make further contact with the Golden Dragon God.

"Hmph! potential and reality are two different things, you know we all have less potential than Rias yet look at us, we're all Satan Class while she is still playing Highschool".

"You know we had to live differently in order to achieve this power, moreover, the four of us have the King Piece which makes us stronger. Anyway, stop thinking about Rias, Albedo... and even Richter-sama".

"I can't stop thinking about him... *hic* so strong and overbearing... he also didn't care about Sirzechs and fucked Lady Layla there and then, so hard and good..." Albedo bit her lips and rested sideways as one of her hands began to crawl down towards her crotch.

*SLAP!*

"Ouch! you're mean Mor-chan!" Albedo rubbed her numb and wet palm, her arousal disappeared just like that.

"If you want to touch yourself go and do it in your own room, pervert!"