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The Dragon God of Tyranny(DxD)

“Why did I start killing?” Once asked this question by a associate, Mark Nathaniel Anderson, Grand Master Assassin had a few answers. “Anger at the world? Revenge for what happened to me? Because I am insane? Because I am a twisted monster? All are correct, but most importantly because it’s fun.” When it was finally his turn to die, by a stroke of luck, he was reborn in a new stolen body that had a treasure in the form of Ddraig. His new friend and mentor. His new path, the path of Dragons and Tyranny was set in stone. (MC is a ruthless hypocrite and a womanizer.)

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Meeting The In-Laws.(Edited)

Runeas teleported them all directly to the Gremory Estate at the location of Zeoticus. Which just so happened to be his office. When he noticed the teleport circle that had the familiar aura of a Gremory made him smile. It had been a long time since the day Runeas awoke when he was just 8 years old.

She had asked him to sing and dance for her which he remembered as a good day. Runeas was very fond of all of her descendants as they were all her family. He wondered what Mark was like as he had managed to capture her heart. In a flash of red everyone appeared in his office.

He was about to greet them all, but he noticed how Sally, Percy, Annabeth, and Grover all looked green.

'Crap.'

They all puked once more at the same time toward the floor. He waved his hand and vaporized the vomit before it touched the ground. He sighed as this was common in those who were not used to teleportation. Runeas, Mark, and the hellhound at his side backed away from the 4 puking people.

Instead, they looked toward Zeoticus. He got up and walked around his desk toward the both of them. He first went toward Mark as he wanted to get a look at the Red Dragon Emperor and his future in law.

"Mark was it? I am Zeoticus Gremory, the current clan head. I am honored to meet you."

He extended his hand which Mark shook.

"It is my pleasure, but don't be so formal. Once I marry Runeas we will be family. Though I think you will have to call me ancestor?"

Zeoticus laughed at the idea as he looked toward his true ancestor Runeas. She looked quite happy to see him as she was fond of all her descendants. She remembered him as a very polite boy. She walked up to him and pinched his cheek like a grandmother.

"Wow, you grew to be such a handsome man Zeoticus? Though, you look kind of short compared to Mark."

She looked from Zeoticus to Mark who was truly huge at 6'6 while Zeoticus was not nearly that tall at 6 foot. Mark felt that was not a fair comparison as his height was not natural. He had broken down his body over and over while undergoing his training.

"I am taller than the average after all. All the intense training paid off, but the reunion can be continued later. For now, we need to speak on the danger to the whole world."

Runeas nodded as she had to agree with Mark.

"He is right. The Greek gods are going through some strife at the moment and will go to war any day now. And we know what kind of war that will be like."

Hearing their words he understands.

"Such a war will destroy most of North America and drag other pantheons in. Even ours as many of our businesses are in America so we will have to defend our interests. This will be another Great War not seen since the end of the Great War centuries ago. Not good at all. I will call Sirzechs at once. How will you stay?"

Mark thought about it as they had time because of his teleportation.

"A day or two."

Zeoticus felt that was plenty of time.

"That is perfect. For now, make yourselves at home. Tonight there will be a dinner where we can speak at length, but tell me more. What has caused the Greek pantheon's strife."

Mark turned to Percy and Annabeth and shoved them forward. Percy and Annabeth both looked up at Zeoticus and introduced themselves.

"I am Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon. It's an honor to meet you, sir."

"I am Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena. It is a pleasure."

Zeoticus resonded in kind.

"Nice to meet you both, I am Zeoticus Gremory, a distant descendent of Runeas. Does it have to do with the both of them, Mark?"

Mark nodded.

"The danger is that Zeus had his lightning bolt, his godly symbol of power stolen. He is blaming his brother Poseidon, Percy's dad for being behind the theft. But Poseidon denies the accusation and demands an apology for the claim or he will declare war.

So both of them are threatening war if either Zeus refuses to take back his claims or Zeus' lightning is not returned."

Hearing the situation made Zeoticus go silent for a moment. The Greek gods were the most disliked for a good reason for their actions. They had fought a war against the Shinto Gods when Zeus tried to violate a priestess of Amaterasu.

In the end, both pantheons went to war which ended in a draw. Though all-male Greek gods with the exception of Hades, Ares, and Hermes were banned from entering Japan. So, not very popular in the Supernatural world.

"Very dangerous indeed. A war between gods like Zeus and Poseidon cannot be allowed to take place as it will drag us all into it. Those spoiled gods are like children."

The Boosted Gear appeared on Mark's left arm as he gave his side as well.

[You are right, and the main reason Runeas recommended we speak to Sirzechs is the other point. Percy received a prophecy that they must go speak to Hades. We would go on our own, but Mark as he is cannot face him. Even if he uses the Juggernaut Drive it won't be enough.

We wanted Sirzechs to help us as a way to speak to Hades on equal terms. Hopefully without bloodshed.]

Zeoticus understood.

"Not a bad idea. My son is beyond powerful and he would be able to speak to Hades as an equal. I will call him at once. For now, make yourself at home. He will be here by Dinner time."

Mark nodded.

"Thank you."

Zeoticus just smiled.

"We will be family one day so it is natural. Besides, peace is what we all need not another biblical war."

Zeoticus walked to the door and opened it. Several maids and butlers were working around so he called a few over.

"Prepare 6 rooms for guests."

They bowed and went on to do as they needed. He turned to Percy, Grover, Annabeth, and Sally.

"We will get to speak more at length. For now, explore the manner. I am sure the children would like to know more about our culture. And madam, what would be your name?"

Sally shook his hand and introduced herself.

"I am Sally, Percy's mother."

Zeoticus understood.

"Poseidon's lover?"

A bitter look appeared on her face.

"Former."

Realizing he spoke out of line made him apologize.

"My apologies."

Trying to change the subject Annabeth spoke up.

"Thank you for your hospitality, I want to learn more about Devils. Other cultures in general."

Even Percy and Grover felt thankful for how kind Zeoticus was.

"It is fine. Mark, Runeas, would you speak to me more on this."

Both of them and Mark's hellhound followed him not to his office, but to a luxurious room. When they arrived Runeas and Mark sat on one couch as he sat on the other. He smiled at how happy Runeas looked with Mark.

Mark's pet jumped on his lap which made Zeoticus happy to see a hellhound.

"Such a gorgeous animal. Where did you find him?"

Mark ran his hand around the dog's mane which began to wag its large tail.

"He attacked Percy and was going to be killed so I captured him and had Runeas help me tame him. I still haven't named him or made him my familiar, but I plan to do it soon."

Runeas rubbed the dog's chin which started to kick happily.

"He is such a good boy."

Zeoticus noticed how both Mark and Runeas looked quite happy together. He always heard male dragons were quite seductive. Seemed it was true.

"While the danger is great, I wanted to know how you two met?"

Mark looked at Runeas who nodded. She would stand by him as he spoke the truth of what he was. He had no shame that he had died once and stolen this body. He was not going to lie about it.

"Here is the thing, this body is not my original body. My full name is Mark Nathanial Anderson and I was once a human assassin. I was 58 years old when I died on a job, but my death was not the end. I awoke in this body in Kuoh 6 months ago.

When I woke up, I was confused at how I was alive again as a 15-year-old teen."

Runeas held his arm as she also had no idea how Mark got to be in Issei's body.

"He has zero idea how he made his way into this body. One day he just wakes up in it and he escapes as he could not act like someone he was not. I wondered why he acted so weird for a 15-year-old and he just told me the truth when I asked.

All things considered, I and Mark are perfect. I am super old but really immature and he is not that old and super mature. We even out each other."

Mark rolled his eyes.

"Me being 58 seems to be meaningless when it comes to supernatural races. Even now I have a lifespan in the centuries ."

[More like millennia. Your natural regeneration and your powerful bloodline will keep you alive if you just stop training. You won't so get used to the idea of living for millennia much like Runeas here.]

Runeas nodded.

"Hey, when you start getting bored just sleep a few centuries. Fun things always happen when you wake up.'

Mark was not too keen on that yet.

"Maybe let me enjoy my new longevity for a couple of centuries then I will consider that."

Zeoticus now felt curious. Actively transferring a soul to another body was not unheard of, but Mark did not do it. So how did his soul transfer to another body on its own?

"Any idea who this boy was? And by any chance were you a skilled mage beforehand."

Mark shook his head.

"I know who he was, but me being a mage is no. I was just a regular assassin with no magic to speak off. As for this body, his name was Issei Hyoudou. When I awoke I received his memories and found he was just a regular human like me. Though he was the host of the Boosted Gear which I awoke, unlike the original owner of this body.

Then, I escaped from the town where Ddraig began to speak to me. I began training extensively under him and rapidly gained more strength under his guidance. I took it as my mission to become the true heir of Ddraig and into a real dragon."

[And I am glad he did, Mark is the best host I have had ever. He is my partner, my friend, and my heir. He is on a path to becoming a unique Red Dragon which goes into how we met Runeas. When he escaped Japan to New York I advised him to summon a Devil to teach him more about his powers.

Sirzechs was our target so we used Mark's blood and the Boosted Gear's energy to activate the circle. Instead of summoning Sirzechs, we awoke Runeas which worked out better.]

Runeas leaned on Mark's arm as she looked at Zeoticus.

"Yeah, I stuck around and started to train him. Though he rapidly became much stronger under our guidance. When Ddraig says that Mark is his heir he is not wrong. And things kind of went by fast between the two of us."

Zeoticus raised his hands.

"That is just fine, it just means you were meant for each other. I guess Mark's maturity and your lack of it matched well as you said."

Runeas noticed what he said and frowned.

"HEY! I can be mature."

Zeoticus laughed as he got up.

"You are still the same even after all these centuries. Now, I have a question, Mark?"

"Sure, ask away."

Zeoticus smiled as he leaned forward. Mark was the host of Ddraig and he was a powerful young man. He wanted to see what Mark thought about having one more Gremory in his harem.

"What is your thought on a harem?"

"I want one."

Mark said that without any shame. If this was human Mark would reject the notion as he would not be able to keep that many women pleased. When he was an assassin he was always involved with women as any day could be his end.

Though he never dated any of them, now he was different. He had the power to defend himself now so he could begin to open himself up. Besides, he was already a partial dragon and basic dragon instinct almost guaranteed he needed a harem for his pride.

His pride as a Red Dragon male demanded only the best. He wanted treasure, he wanted women, he wanted power, he wanted it all. When Runeas heard that she did not care as she knew what dragon males were like.

And she was a Devil, harem was just another word for a big family. Hearing that made Zeoticus offer something.

"Would you be willing to take another Gremory?"

Mark did not immediately say yes, but he looked at Runeas. She shrugged with a smirk.

"I don't mind."

"If she does not mind, then sure, but what is this about? Who? And why?"

Zeoticus spoke on why he asked.

"Well, it's my daughter, Rias. She turned 16 this year and she is currently engaged to someone she hates. I wanted to ask if you would be interested in her."

Mark did not say yes or no.

"I would have to meet the girl first to decide anything. However, I have one thing to say. I won't be joining a Devil Peerage. I have nothing against Devils, but turning into one would only taint my dragon bloodline. My goal is to become a pure-blooded Dragon.

I still have to deal with the weakness of Dragon Slaying Magic and if I become a Devil I would have to deal with Holy Magic. I can't allow myself more than one weakness. I hope you don't take my words as an insult."

Zeoticus shook his head.

"Not at all. I can understand that much, but if you do come to find my daughter pleasant I just hope you can make her happy."

Zeoticus stood up but before he left Mark gave him his word.

"I give you my word that any woman who finds a place in my heart will not leave there. One should never touch the treasure of a Dragon, especially a Red Dragon."

Zeoticus laughed as he left.

"No, they should not."

When he left Mark looked at Runeas.

"You don't mind really?"

She shook her head.

"Nope. I bet it would feed your pride to have two Noble Devil women as yours. You Red Dragons feed on your overflowing pride. Besides, if she is a good girl why would I keep her from the best man in the world? That is if you accept her into this heart."

She unzipped his leather jacket and placed her ear on his chest. She loved to listen to the powerful beats of his Dragon Heart. Each beat generated mana which coursed through every inch of him.

Ddraig at this point was long asleep as he never stuck around when Mark flirted. He was many things, a pervert was not one of them. Mark sat back with a cool dog and a hot Devil on his lap. He closed his eyes as she was right that this was feeding his pride.

So far, I got a few potential harem members. For DxD I got a few I got in mind

Rias, Kuroka, Roygun, Serafall, Inglivid, Ophis, Xenovia, Latia. Rossweisa, Nyx, Lint.

Open to Suggestions as these are all are just being considered and I can drop them if I feel they don't make sense. As for Percy Jackson's side, only

Hestia, Athena, Artemis, Zoe, Calypso, or Thalia are acceptable.

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