Chapter 6

[Affirmative]

[Initiating Assimilation]

'The Central world is a bit different...' From the information, Cale received he concluded that this new world is going to be really chaotic.

A group of power rangers red, blue, yellow, white... and he was going to join this band of misfits.

Well, at least he won't be spending his time without any motive.

From what he came to know the world has a strict set of rules. Strict enough to even bite its very own creator in the arse... (Poor Veldenava )

"I bet the black primordial is going to have a whimsical personality and a mind that demands subjugation.." Cale casually muttered while watching the skill window updating again n again. Completely oblivious to the fact that he just described the entire existence of our great Noir...

After waiting for a while great sage responded

[Assimilation successful]

[Primordials are spiritual existences in the central world. As such host will begin his conversion into a true devil. Commence Y/N?]

Devils from the Central world are a major race of Spiritual Lifeforms and are magical beings derived from elementals. They have an advantage against Angels but are in turn disadvantaged against Elementals. Cale knew that by accepting the template he would truly abandon his already deteriorating physical vessel. The vessel that connects him to the Draconic world.

However, doing so would be followed by its own respective consequences. Though not much difficult because they can be easily countered...

We shall safely and calmly move forward while ignoring just how difficult those methods can be now, shouldn't we ???

[Note: After conversion Host will be forcefully summoned by the Voice of the world. The process would progress in stages

Stage 1: Host will abandon his physical vessel.

Stage 2: Host will abandon his demonic energy.

Stage 3: Host will abandon his 'name'. Commence Y/N?]

"What happens if I deny at this point you know using the template and living by fate maybe someday in the future I'll wake up... Maybe they'll find the cure... "

[...]

[Answer: Host will die sooner...] Not at all pleased by the answer, Cale inquired again but this time with utmost caution and seriousness "What do you mean ?"

While conversing all this time he had already realized that this Great Sage is not just a simple assisting skill. He was looking forward to what it will become after it transcends its known limits...

What will become of The Great sage after it becomes an ultimate skill?

Rather than thinking about the unknown future anymore, he focused on the answer instead. Although a probable conclusion from all the reasons he could think of, he never thought that it would be that simple and complex at the same time.

[Answer: No soul from this world can handle the vestiges of a Primordial. Even with the template host would just die more quickly by imploding his very own spiritual vessel.]

"Will I keep my clan traits and all my powers?" The most important question that was bugging him.

[Answer: Positive... However, everything will be redefined in Central terms...]

"That's it!!!" He did not want to lose his identity... The bond that connected him to his family... to the world of Draconic Deus.

"Do it Great Sage!"

A turning point in not just Cale's life, but others' as well...

Who knows what kind of destruction this Gremory is going to leave in his wake?

[Affirmative]

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Gremory Dukedom

As usual, morning came and the people started waking up to follow their monotonous daily routine. Preparing food... Going to work...blah blah blah...

The Gremory region is pretty much lax with its people for they are known to be a clan of devils who knows compassion.

The people do not have to worry about somehow irritating a young master and getting hanged in the central garden, or Male Devils getting their wifes abducted in broad daylight or getting lessons about just how much high the Mount Tai actually is.

However, it seems like Gremory Castle was not going to be peaceful today...

For they are going to experience the mischiefs of a spirit who for the first time in years have finally stepped out of his room.

[Stage 1 is completed]

[Congratualtions host for completely abandoning his physical vessel.]

". . ."

Ignoring the rude remark Cale on the other hand decided to go after his first target. It was still early in the morning so many of them were still sleeping.

Sirzechs Grem.... nope Sirzechs Lucifer today had his day off with only one meeting scheduled that too in the evening.

Therefore he decided it was a hassle to get up from bed. Instead, he nestled with Grayfia as the smaller spoon. With Grayffia hugging him from behind he comfortably laid down while enjoying the warmth of heaven.

Pathetic...

'Pathetic indeed' Meanwhile Cale who took advantage of his spiritual form was watching his pathetic brother from the window pane.

He rushed inside his brother's room with a marker and soon came out after a span of 5 minutes.

"Heh" He chuckled while walking towards the Kitchen of this gigantic castle.

It has been months since he wandered around the premise. As such he was taking in every scenery as collecting something worth remembering.

A memory to relish until he becomes able to visit again...

Entering the Kitchen he found his mother baking some cookies. Meanwhile, the maids were requesting her to leave such mundane tasks to them, lowly maids.

"Please Madame, let us do this task"The french maid who looked like Maria from the Victorian maid holy motion picture asked.

With curly golden hair and a big buxom, she implored Venelana to let them do the baking but it was for naught.

"Quiet Down! Today I will be baking some cookies... You can go do your other tasks and leave this to me ... humph humph"

'Yosh I hope, I didn't become rusty...' She had already baked a set and was going for the next. Pitiful for she was going to be targeted as well.

Locking down this memory Cale soon left the kitchen with a pack full of cookies... totally not stolen while nobody was paying attention.

He could not stay there any longer as it would just make it emotionally harder for him to leave. 'Hehe, I can do much more with these cookies...'

And totally unknowingly he accidentally left some crumbs here n there in totally inconspicuous locations.

[Stage 2 will be initiated shortly]

Being notified of the progress he decided to leave Gremory Dukedom. He floated towards the exit of the castle... Perks of being a spirit.

'I am going to roam the entire underworld.' Soon Cale decided to extend his devilish claws to the entire Underworld.

This day will be the start of a legend. For they will surely remember this day.

The day when Devils met the Ghost.

Nobody knew why the Heir of the Andrealphus clan was found hanging upside down inside the town hall.

Nobody knew why the renowned Bitch princess suddenly became bald.

Nobody knew who started the rumor that The Naberius clan's leader was Gaeee.

None of this could be connected with Cale for he was now standing in front of a temporary Grigori camp.

While marveling at his previous shenanigans he decided to enter the premise not noticing that he was being followed by a totally inconspicuous Black cat.

[stage 2 has been initiated] As he was about to enter the main room he was suddenly hit by a nauseous feeling. he felt like someone was sucking out his energy at a rapid pace.

"Great sage how much time would it take?" Obviously, he was not feeling comfortable at all... irritated instead.

His body was gradually becoming more incorporeal. 'My time has come...'

Cale Gremory aware of this fact decided to continue with his tricks while enduring the nauseating feeling. He opened the door and was left dumbfounded by what he saw inside.

A tall man with black hair, golden bangs, and a goatee was holding a Rifle aimed straight at Cale's face.

Just before Cale could ask what was going on, with a cigar in his mouth and a waggish smile the man spoke

"Yare Yare... You know Spirit-chan~ I am something of a Senjutsu user myself..."

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"Huh ?"

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Meow~

***********That's all folks***********

Next chapter I'll be writing a little action for the first time.

Titan