The DragonSlayer in DxD

[3rd person POV]

"Where is this place?"

The teen muttered while observing the place he suddenly appeared to be in— one might say he was inside a Cathedral and the teen would believe it. Giant pillars with statues of knights holding weapons, and large windows. There were three statues in front of him at the podium— one was a man at the very front, a woman at his left, and another at his right. But the last statue didn't have anything above its knees like it was intentionally broken. There was a large doorway behind him that was covered in thick white mist which he couldn't pass through.

The teen walked towards one of the windows and couldn't help but lose his composure,

'It's empty, beyond these windows... are nothing... quite literally' He thought

"𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳-𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥"

"Wh-Who is it?!"

startled by the sudden voice the teen couldn't help but shout out loud. He looked towards where the deep voice came from— above.

"...Are you high? Why are you cosplaying as a knight in this strange place?"

What the teen saw hit him with another wave of confusion. There was a man standing around 7 feet tall in intimidating Golden armor. The armor had some ruby-like ornaments on his chest area and the most eye-catching of all was the long red plume of his helmet and the helmet itself resembled a lion.

"𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮— 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 20 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 '𝘊𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺' 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺?"

"u-umm"

Not knowing how to answer, The teen was stumped and then decided to remain silent and focus on calming himself

'I have to calm down and think this through. I was laying in my bed for like the whole week doing nothing and now suddenly I'm abducted. These kidnappers are so stupid these days, don't they ever try to find the financial situation of whom they kidnap, or do they abduct random kids on the streets? I was inside my room for fucks sake!'

"hey look, my family just recently passed away and I don't have enough to pay ransom money, so why don't you let me go and we forget this abducti- meeting ever happened?" the teen said despite knowing it was likely to not work, after all, most of the time the abductees are not returned even after the abductors getting ransom money.

"𝘓𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘵𝘸𝘰-𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦.

"𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴; 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

"𝘚𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘚𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘎𝘦𝘢𝘳— 𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳. 𝘊𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥."

The man in armor said.

The teen was listening to the man in armor and said after remaining silent for some time, "I don't know why you are being so vague, but if what you are saying is indeed true— that I am going to meet you again, then why did you only appear now and what do you gain from it?"

"𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘖𝘳𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘪𝘯, 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳"

"...Akihiko Katou"

"𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘯, 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 '𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺' "

"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳"

That was the last thing Akihiko heard before he felt an indescribable power pushing him away as he blacked out.

---x---

[1st person POV]

"A familiar ceiling"

When I opened my eyes I looked around.

A cloth stand that had my clothes, and a small bookshelf beside the stand. A small table that had some of my stuff on it, a laptop and some cash, and a foldable floor chair was placed right next to the table. The small room had empty cup noodle cups all over the place.

So I am back in my room...

"Was that just my delusion to escape reality, or was that really something I should be worrying about?"

"Nyaa?" A confused noise broke me from my stupor, as I looked towards the source of the sound— a little ball of fur resting on my chest.

My meeting with this black cat was quite peculiar. It was 8 months ago, one day I woke up in the morning and saw her staring at me through the window. I thought nothing of the situation at first, but who would have thought she would start coming every day. So I would just pet her when she came and then she would just walk away soon. Roughly a week later, I just started letting her in, and she would just come and go as she pleases now and then.

At some point, I was worried if she had an owner and if the owner was looking for her, so I made some posters and placing them around the neighborhood to see if she had an owner but fortunately no reply came, So I adopted her and named her Kuro, Y'know... because of her black fur. She still would sometimes disappear now and then but I was not much worried about that, at this point I am used to her antics.

"It's nothing really. Maybe I'm just depressed enough to have dreams like that, or maybe I've gone crazy, I really don't know. I was suddenly woken to an unknown place, met a mysterious figure who said some bullcrap and said something like I need to activate my... what did he call it? A Sacred gear or something to contact him. Crazy right? Maybe Mom's death is affecting me more than I thought it already is"

I started blabbering about whatever was on my mind while petting her. I was so engrossed in talking to her that I missed her weird look that I didn't know cats could make, but she still let out a 'Nyaa' now and then, like the usual.

Since I was alone most of the time and had no friends to talk to— even before my mother died because of a terrorist bombing in the US a few days ago— I would talk to her. It always felt good sharing my thoughts with someone— even if it's only a cat. And sometimes I felt like my beloved cat was smart— too smart for a cat, but I mostly ignored it as I chalked it up to the most obvious reason.

She was MY cat after all! Of course she is smart!

"...Nyaa?" Kuro let out in a strange tone as she jumped away from my chest and pointed towards the closed window.

"Leaving? Come back soon then, Bye"

I said as I opened the window which I could just reach while laying on my bed and Kuro walked away with a 'Nyaa'.

...I should go to school tomorrow, I really should start moving forward and not disappoint her further. I also need to figure out what the hell was the 'dream' or whatever that was... Close my eyes and the strongest thing that comes to mind, huh...?

What about Zeno from Dragon Ball?

I stood up and closed my eyes…

So I have to mimic him? How do I even mimic him? Do I raise my han...—!

A/N: Just something that's been on my mind for a while, and I couldn't help myself. So here is a trash tier shit