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"Okay guys. Time to settle an argument. If you were to reincarnate in DxD, what race would you choose and why?" Some choose dragons. Some choose yokai. Others choose devils and another few, angels. In an era where gods exist and a myriad of races populate the planet, Igor made the most uncanny of choices. As for what it was, read on and find out. Available on Fanfiction.net and RoyalRoad with the same title name.

HolyGambler · アニメ·コミックス
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Chapter 152

In barely an instant, a massive golden dome the size of an apartment building formed above his. With his results of training in Spirit Control showing themselves, not only was this globe of ki extremely big, it was also very powerful.

Just the amount of energy contained within it easily dwarfed the sphere he made when he was still a high class scrub that fought Baraquiel all those years ago.

The power in this sphere, was more than enough to destroy an entire planet, and he would use it to destroy this entity that dared to try and control his body.

"[FINAL SUN!]"

VUUUUuuuuu

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High up in the skies of the Underworld, two entities were observing the sight below with neutral gazes. Their presence was hidden even from the sharp senses of Azazel, their divine energy so pure that mortals could never hope to sense it.

One was a young man with blue-black hair. His torso was bare-chested with only a single golden amulet around his neck. His eyes held silent power in them, his penetrating gaze focused on the sight below him.

His arms were crossed behind his back, his vambraces not impeding him in the slightest.

"Nandi. Tell me honestly. Do you believe that young Dimori will prevail? Or will he be taken over by the Beast of the Apocalypse."

Next to him was his ever loyal attendant who had a hint of amusement forming on his face.

"Apologies me, my lord. But I cannot come to a complete decision. I believe in the tenacity the son of Dimori has, but our dearest Trihexa cannot be easily underestimated."

"I see…"

It had been quite a while since Shiva and Nandi had appeared as spectators in this battle. It had come as quite a surprise when while in training, both of them felt the avatar of Trihexa manifest, a unique phenomenon that warranted a personal observation.

"To think he could foster Trihexa within his mindscape. A truly rare sight. I believe this is the first case, Nandi?"

"Indeed it is so, my lord. Never in history has this happened."

Shiva digested Nandi's words as he watched the blonde battle within himself. With his eyes, he could see how Igor's divine ki and Trihexa's malevolent energy were fighting each for influence, their battle resulting in the aura on his body constantly fluctuating.

"Tell me, Nandi. Does Trihexa's manifestation have to do with Dimori's god-ki? I can think of no other possible reason for such an…incident."

"It is indeed so, but it is only half the reason."

Shiva glanced towards his attendant.

"Only half?"

However, Nandi was looking at Igor with a rare expression of intrigue on his face.

"Yes, my lord. I believe the other half has to do with his ancestry. "

"How so?"

"As you know, my lord, young Adam was placed as the caretaker of the planet before Eve's creation. As the caretaker, he was an empath, his sensory capabilities allowing him to feel the distress of the planet. Due to being his direct descendant, I am almost certain that young Dimori has managed to awaken this ability through the use of his transformation. Though, I am not completely clear exactly how."

Slowly raising his finger, Nandi let a small amount of tainted nature energy gather at his finger tip.

"However, just like young Adam, the worlds now see young Dimori as their caretaker. Whether it is Earth or its affiliated dimensions, all of them will treat him like Adam. Should he assume this form in the future, the world will rush to report its grievances, to beg him…influence him to rid its land of its oppressors."

Letting the energy disperse, Nandi continued.

"And this energy manifests itself in the form of Trihexa."

The Beast of Apocalypse was a monstrosity to the eyes of many, a beast that should never have existed. But it would always exist as long as negativity existed. As long as suffering existed, it would also exist.

It was the Bringer of the End Times, a natural force of devastation that was created by the grievances of the world. It's base instinct and its desire was to end all life on it and all the dimensions associated with it. If Trihexa succeeded in taking over Igor's mind, the world may soon experience another cataclysmic event never seen before.

However, all of this could be prevented rather easily if Shiva chose to lift a finger.

"My lord. Do you wish to help him?"

"..."

Shiva was silent. It was not hidden to Nandi that he liked the young lad. Be it his talent, his determination, and his dedication, all these factors were very appealing to him. He already had plans for the boy once he grew up a bit, but those plans may very well become a mute point if he ended up being possessed by Trihexa.

Regardless, he was the God of Destruction and he took his role very seriously. Interfering in mortal affairs was not something he would do.

"No. Leave him be. Whether he prevails or fails, we will not interfere."

His stance was firm and his words were final.

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"[FINAL SUN!]"

VUUUUuuuuu

The sphere descended like the falling sunset. The pressure it exerted alone crushed the grass against the ground. With its massive size, it seemed to be moving very slowly. But it was in fact, very fast.

druuuuuu…

As it hit its target, it slowly sunk into the earth like a ball of hot iron in ice. Igor could feel that he had hit Triny, but she seemed to offer only the barest amount of resistance. It was similar to how a person would meekly raise their hands in front of a speeding truck.

[Is this a trick?]

He was sceptic since she had to be very powerful to be able to overtake his body. The blonde had that faint suspicion that this was a deceptive tactic, but this wasn't the time to entertain it.

Pressing the giant sphere downwards, he finally let it explode.

BOOOOOOOM!

The explosion was massive yet contained. All the power held within the sphere was controlled to explode in a very concentrated area. An attack that had enough power to kickstart armageddon itself was concentrated into a crater barely a few dozen metres deep.

She was still alive. He could feel her presence. But he knew the true battlefield wasn't here. Only when he regained complete consciousness and assumed control of his body could he truly fight this parasite that dared to subsume his body.

Feeling that she was not moving, the blonde finally got to removing the miasma on his body. It had been restricting his power, but with Triny temporarily out of commission, the restriction had weakened considerably.

It was an unexpected outcome, but he wouldn't question it. He would only act on it.

"HAAAAA!"

GRUUUU!

Exploding with power, he directly entered his Demigod State, his hair spiking up and turning red. Surrounded by his comforting red aura of demi-ki, he wasted no time and placed two fingers to his forehea-

"NOOO! DON'T LEAVE ME!"

"?!"

Faster than his eye could see, a black blur pelted him on his stomach. His body immediately flinched, his hand reflexively forming a powerful ki blast that he would smash on top of her head.

Yet her next words made him stop.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry! I won't do that again but please…please don't leave!"

"..."

To her pleas, Igor couldn't respond. Not because he felt pity, but because of the sight before him. Triny, was not whole. Half her face was missing, a singular amber eye tightly shut as tears flowed out of it. A large chunk of her skull was blown off along with her hair, the sight making the blonde's heart clench.

Her arms were rendered into short stumps, the same haze of black mist covering the severed ends. Her body was covered in grievous cuts, her injuries so deep that even the bone could be seen.

In such a state of great pain, her first instinct wasn't to care for her injuries, but to stop him. And the worst part was, Igor couldn't tell if she was just that great of a manipulator, or if she was being sincere.

Her face was pressed against his bare stomach, her tears a chilling sensation to his skin. Her arms, severed as they were, tried to hook against his waist.

"I'll-I'll be good. I promise I'll be good! I won't try to make you sleep. I won't make you a monster. Just…please don't leave. Please don't hate me!"

"..."

It was…hard for Igor to swallow all of this. All the killing intent he had was rendered naught. This was a chance, a perfect chance to blast a ki blast into her brain, return to his body, and extinguish the last traces of her presence for good.

But…

"Please…"

She was looking into his eyes, her face having almost regenerated fully. Those amber eyes pierced into his cerulean, the light of her pleas and apologies burning away his killing intent and suspicions. Yet, as much pity as he felt for this child, her words would never burn away that shred of doubt he had.

[Sister will know more about this.] 

Wanting a second opinion, he decided to once more seek the knowledge of Aurelia.

Sigh…

Watching Triny slowly regenerate, the blonde steeled his heart before grabbing her hands which had now regenerated. It was saddening seeing a child cry like this, but he wouldn't forget that she tried to control his body.

"NO!"

Predictably, her hold around his waist tightened.

"I'm sorry! Please! I'm sorry!"

"..."

Looking at her crying tears, a very small part of him was tempted to believe her, that this wasn't a trick. But his paranoia won.

Gruuu!

Powering up to his maximum, he managed to push her arms away and held them firmly at her sides.

"NOOO! I'll do whatever you want! I'll do whatever you want! I'll do anything! Just please don't! Don't leave me alone! I don't want to be alone anymore!"

Her begging continued, her tears piercing into his heart, but he wouldn't allow himself to be swayed. Slowly, he felt out for his body until he could finally feel it.

"..."

It was all so easy to leave like this, to leave this crying little girl who was so desperately trying and failing to get out of his grasp. Yet, he felt a bit of pity for her, not enough to abandon his plans of leaving, but enough to provide her some reassurance.

"I'll be back."

Without further hesitation, he left.

Tswii!

However, whether his next visit would be to kill her was up for debate.

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"It appears he has won, my lord."

"Indeed, Nandi."

Down on the ground, the horns on Igor's head had gradually disappeared. His aura gradually dominated the tainted nature energy that had mixed within, his densely shrouded figure now slowly becoming visible.

However, there were far more interesting developments at play, developments that Nandi found intriguing.

"It appears that Dimori's troubles have yet to end, my lord."

Removing his focus, Shiva bore witness to two different teleportation circles forming, the circles of very well-known individuals. After a brief flash of light, they appeared. In the flesh, the two Super Devils of the world appeared outside the barrier, their presence being felt by both Azazel and Aurelia who had returned.

Ajuka Beelzebub, formerly of Astaroth, casually stretched out his hand as a magic circle formed. It didn't take long before the barrier shattered like glass.

Shiva was unbothered by these developments, his face remaining ever stoic. He didn't need any future sight to know what was about to happen.

"Politics. How they bore me. Let us depart, Nandi. There is nothing more for us to see."

"Yes, my lord."

Holding Shiva by the shoulder, the both of them instantly vanished.

Su!

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AN

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My heart…