This is a story about how Alex die and reborn in Beelzebub and supreme God grant 3 wish . Alex is orphan boy .

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Looking at all his children conversing between themselves, made Sora happy. Even with all of them already being 700 years old as well. Sadly, the only notable children of his, were the two oldest, Mirai and Emily.
All his male children slightly disappointed him in their lack of pursuit for martial arts. His pride was mostly placed on Emily and Mirai. Emily was a genius in fist martial arts, and Mirai wasn't so far off either in her leg martial arts. But he still loves all of his children dearly, mostly Mirai and Emily, but for different reasons according to his Dragon and Demon Bloodline.
And although both Mirai and Emily still haven't Saint, even after 700 years. They were already slightly better than his past life self, they would need more work to catch up in terms of talent in this new life of his.
His wives haven't given him any new children since they had found out that all of them only gave birth to males. Only Kuna, Bennia, Elmenhilde, Athena, Hestia, Hera, Aphrodite, Demeter, and Tyche were the only ones willing to give birth to some children.
In total, Sora has 48 children; 2 female and 46 male.
Looking at his children, Sora was glad to know that they aren't sad or lonely. Most of his children have already found a partner to spend their entire life with. Most of their partners came from the mythology of the Greeks, one of them even fell in love with a Cyclops.
The only ones with no partners so far, were only Mirai and Emily, keeping their virginity as well, something Sora can tell right away.
After looking at his children, Sora left Mount Calamity, off to look at the Great War happening in the area of future Japan.
To not waste time, Sora used Instant Transmission to appear there right away.
Appearing not that far away from the distance, Sora was surprised to see that the Devil Faction hasn't attacked the Fallen Angel and Angel Faction yet. His eyes looked over everything carefully and decided to just lay down and wait for the war to start.
…
"The old man has died!" a man with silver chuckled as he slammed the table in front of him happily. He had hazel eyes that looked at everything with playful, yet dark, gaze that could rip everything to shreds instantly.
"It's a merry occasion indeed Lucifer," chuckled a man with long and pointy ears. He looked at the Lucifer, silver haired man, with a delighted look. The man had pale skin and violet eyes that seemed to be glaring at everything.
"Now all we need to do is finish off the rest of the Angel and Fallen Angel Factions," spoke a female voice from behind with arrogant words. She had dark skin and purple eyes that flickered happily as she looked at the devils training far in the distance.
"My my. I should have brought wine if I knew we were celebrating the death of the God of the Bible," chuckled a man that walked out of the shadow of the room. He had brown hair and brown eyes, looking at all three of the people in the room with an uncaring look.
"Shut it Beelzebub, I don't want to hear you say the name of the bag of bones." Lucifer said as he stared at the brown haired man. His eyes shifted over to the purple eyed woman, looking at her with lusty eyes, "And how about you Leviathan. How about we both go to my room real quick."
Glaring at Lucifer hatefully, Leviathan raised the corner of her lips, "I will have to tell your wife this news. She's such a nice woman, I don't get how she married a shitbag like you."
"I was just joking, and I don't get how a sluty devil like you managed to become this strong, yet maintain appearance as well." sighed Lucifer as he rested his gaze.
"I don't need to say anything about that," Leviathan turned away before sitting on a chair as well.
Asmodeus looked at both of them with a smile and half opened eyes, "Are you two done bickering? Great! How will we deal with these weak chickens?"
"Just have the high-class devils deal with them." waved Beelzebub uncaringly.
Shaking his head at the response of Beelzebub, Asmodeus said, "We can't do that. We still have to deal with Azazel, Michael, Gabriel, Uriel, and Raphael."
Hearing Asmodeus' words, everyone frowned, including Lucifer who was very happy about God of the Bible dying.
Lucifer, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Leviathan had all been fighting against the Angel Faction and Fallen Angel factions for many years, yet they have never been able to down the four angels and the fallen angel.
The most powerful person from all the people they have ever faced with no chance of retaliation, was the God of the Bible. With all four Great Devils fighting together to hurt the God of the Bible, they couldn't hurt even his clothes.
Yet, by a stroke of luck, they were able to kill him in the previous fight. They were all lucky that God of the Bible wasn't much of a fighter, if he had fought back with his strength, the Four Great Devils would have been dead.
With God of the Bible dead, Lucifer, Asmodeus, Leviathan, and Beelzebub, were all so happy that they forgot about the other five existences that rival them in power.
If the other two sides decided to work together and get rid of them, they would easily be defeated after another couple of years of fighting.
So, seeing the Angel Faction and the Fallen Angel Faction not trying to work together worked better for the Devil Faction.
Lucifer grit his teeth and said, "We don't have to worry much. We just need to see that the Angel Faction and the Fallen Angel Faction don't work together. So we launch a full-scale attack, hoping to quickly annihilate them in one swipe."
"Sounds good," Asmodeus nodded and turned to look at the other two devils who held their heads down, seemingly still thinking.
Lucifer didn't seem to care as he stood up and clapped his hands, "Well, then this is it. We have to-"
"We can't do the one swipe attack," jumped in Leviathan with furrowed eyebrows.
"It's a good plan," frowned Lucifer.
"It is but-" paused Leviathan.
"But you have forgotten that the four angels and the fallen angel are all still at the same strength level as us. Even if we manage to take out their angels and fallen angels, there is still them we have to deal with," continued Beelzebub.
"We can fight them personally and take them down," spoke Asmodeus.
"We can't," denied Beelzebub. He seemed firm in his decision to not do the full swipe attack against theAngels and Fallen Angels, and that irked both Lucifer and Asmodeus.
"Why not?!" angrily asked Lucifer with a glare. Lucifer couldn't hold back his anger anymore, hearing Beelzebub and Leviathan deny his and Asmodeus' ideas.
"Because we will be going to fight them at a disadvantage. They have one more person than us," informed Leviathan with a serious expression.
"That's obvious! But they won't work together because WE are still at war," grumbled Lucifer.
He couldn't understand why Beelzebub and Leviathan kept denying his ideas. At the best, it was a very good idea, it isn't needed for them to just keep saying no when he knows fully well that his plan will work wonderfully.
"It doesn't matter," Beelzebub shook his head before continuing to explain, "There is a 25% chance that one of us will have to fight two of them, and an even lower chance that it will be a three-way fight; a devil, an angel, and a fallen angel."
"And that matters because?" Lucifer looked at Leviathan and Beelzebub with suspicious eyes.
Seeing as how Lucifer was very stubborn to listen to their ideas about the plan, Leviathan turned to look at Beelzebub. They nodded to each other and left the room without a single word more.
Asmodeus looked at Lucifer with a complicated gaze before leaving the room behind Leviathan and Beelzebub. He had long understood what Leviathan and Beelzebub were trying to get at, but Lucifer wouldn't let them finish speaking.
With what he understood, Asmodeus could understand that with the plan Lucifer was planning to use, the four of them will have a lower chance of survival.
If one of them had to fight against two angels, they would be taken down instantly and those two angels will join the fight with one of the other angels. Which will end in the death of three devils.
When those four angels regroup and attack the only fallen angel and the surviving devil, the Angel Faction will come out victorious.
Although one of the angels is weaker than the other three, Gabriel, that angel still carries the power of a top class angel.
The only way they can survive this plan of Lucifer's, is if a three-way fight occurs. A fight where all the four angels are evenly spread and fight all four devils, and a fallen angel attacks devil #1. This way, the devil has a higher chance of surviving if the angel focuses attacking on the fallen angel, or vice versa.
It had a very low chance of both the fallen angel and angel working together to defeat the devil.
Thinking this far ahead, Asmodeus realized that they had a very low chance of surviving a battle with Lucifer's plan, but they couldn't do anything about it. They worked under Lucifer, he was their leader that had led them to kill God of the Bible. So he had high hopes for Lucifer, with little doubt in his plan.
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"Damn," Lucifer crushed a cup he was drinking from in anger. He looked at the door and frowned, "Am I their leader or what? My plan is good! With this plan, we can instantly take out the fallen angels and the angels!"
Lucifer was filled with pride and arrogance after killing the God of the Bible. With that arrogance and pride, Lucifer was blind to the events that will doom the devils if he continues through the path of his plan.
His arrogance clouded his mind and he failed to see, or remember, fully well the strength of his enemies. The angels were headless chickens in his eyes after he had killed the God of the Bible, he didn't think that the Angel Faction can do anything to him anymore.
The same went for the Fallen Angel Faction. After the death of the God of the Bible, Lucifer saw them as chickens under a blade. He thought that the Fallen Angel Faction will be frightened by the Devil Faction, after killing the God of the Bible.
Eventually, in his mind, the Fallen Angels and the Angels will fall under the butcher's knife, the Devil Faction.
Lucifer smiled evilly as he looked at the training devils in the distance. Cackling, Lucifer said, "It doesn't matter what they think. After we kill the Angels and the Fallen Angel, they will worship me for such a great idea, and I will be the ruler of the NEW Devil World."
…
"Leviathan, we need to warn our clans to set up some contingency plans," muttered Beelzebub.
"Yes, if we can't stop the Angel Faction and the Fallen Angel Faction before our deaths, we will need to have our future generation to do it for us." Leviathan nodded and looked at Beelzebub with a serious gaze.
They both seperated and told their clans their plan.
If they were to die in the Great War, to throw their pride out the window and request peace between all factions. That way, they have time to prepare even more for the next war and be able to conquer the world.
Leviathan and Beelzebub continuously warned them to only attack when they have more than five figures that are of equal strength to the Angel Faction leaders and the Fallen Angel Faction leader individually. So they had to recruit strength from the other minor devil clans.
They were also told to tell the Lucifer Clan and the Asmodeus Clan about their plan after their deaths.
After telling their clans about their plans, Leviathan and Beelzebub rejoined to have one last drink before joining Lucifer in his crazy plan where they might not survive.
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After a week of laying down and doing nothing, Sora finally stood up after his eyebrow twitched a bit, "Finally! Some movement."
Sora looked at the battlefield happily as all the Angels, Fallen Angels, and Devils all walked onto the battlefield.

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WISH FULLFILLMENT! For fuck sakes.
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Old man had mastered many martial arts and the art of weapons. He tried his luck on blacksmithing after having some fun with his wives, only to die of over exertion when he begins. He met a Primordial and you know the rest.. wishes.. blah blah blah...
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Suddenly, Beelzebub's descendant dropped his guard...

The heir to the Oriacs family displayed an explosion of aura and managed to brush the young Beelzebub's cheek. Blood flowed from his cheek. Young Beelzebub stroked his cheek with his finger. 

Blood. 

His blood, on his finger.

At that moment, the atmosphere in the coliseum froze. Taking blood from a member of a Maou family was considered an unforgivable act. Young Beelzebub's expression slowly changed to one of utter rage. The aura surrounding him became more and more threatening, as he began to accumulate a great deal of powerful aura in his hand. 

"...You little thing. You, a mere noble... How dare you draw blood from me, a descendant of a Maou!" 

Soon, young Beelzebub displayed his infernal aura. The aura began to surround the Oriac heir. But just as everyone thought that the heir to the Oriacs was going to disappear, a silver aura began to surround the coliseum, and it swallowed up the aura which the young Beelzebub had created and eliminated it.

Sirzechs was going to jump on the scene and moved to cover the Oriacs's heir. He couldn't just stand by and watch this noble be brutally murdered. 

As he watched this action take place, Ajuka's face was filled with complicated feelings. 

On the other hand, Serafall seemed delighted with Sirzechs' action.

But Sirzechs stopped before making a move, and that's when the silver aura began to surround the coliseum. Someone had beaten him to it and had acted to defend young Devil. But who was it? Why did he oppose the Maou family? 

"It's that bastard..." Serafall gritted her teeth hard. 

A silver-haired boy stood in front of the young man from the Oriacs family. 

 "That's enough, end this charade."

His voice was not strong, but it was powerful and dominant. It seemed that the young man would not take no for an answer. 

Young Beelzebub's eyes narrowed, revealing an angry expression on his face. Being interrupted; having his aura removed; what had just happened to him was unbearable for a member of the Maou's family. Sirzechs was getting worried about the silver-haired boy and was preparing to act when a hand landed on his shoulder. 

"No need, this is child's play for him." 

Sirzechs turned to see Serafall's serious face. She didn't seem to have any doubts about what she had said. 

Who was this boy? 

Beelzebub's descendant shouted, "You useless womanizer! Why did you get in my way?!"

The rumours that Razevan was very powerful weren't the only ones circulating. There was another who said that he was very weak, so weak that he did not look like a descendant of a Maou, but a boy from an ordinary family. And this made sense since his mother came from a peasant family. 

She had somehow seduced Rizevim and become pregnant. When she gave birth, Rizevim gave her a lot of money to separate from her son, and she accepted it without any problems.

"Because I want to. " 

The young man's answer was direct and straightforward. There were traces of boredom in his eyes. 

Beelzebub's anger intensified in reaction to those words, his expression growing more and more aggravated.

"Because you want to. I see. Now it all makes sense. You think your father's influence is enough to allow you to do anything. What do you think the rest of the Maou's families are?" 

"I don't like to talk about collectives, but I'm indifferent to talk about individuals. For example, you're Trash."

Razevan's eyes glowed as he publicly humiliated Beelzebub's descendant. He was bored with this whole charade and hoped this idiot could entertain him a little. 

"Trash? Trash? All right, Razevan. I'm going to teach you a lesson." 

Razevan's eyebrows rose at the words of Beelzebub. 

So he was really going to make a move? This idiot was starting to entertain him. 

Once again, a hostile aura began to engulf young Beelzebub's body.

"I will accept it with honour," Razevan said, in a tone full of ridicule. 

Still, this boy was a descendant of Beelzebub. Razevan had no choice but to start producing an aura of his own.

The descendant of Beelzebub forced out the aura he was holding in his hand. The explosion that it produced was so powerful that a mid-class devil would be instantly annihilated. It would be much easier for one to take a blow and accept defeat. 

Razevan's opponent was a member of the Maou family and was a very talented fighter. He had already seen Razevan's power. And although the Lucifer was not as weak as rumours had it, he would not accept defeat in any way. 

Razevan killed time by neutralizing his opponent's aura little by little, as he was quite weak, to be honest. His opponent could read his movements, however, and pressed him even harder. "What's up!? Show me your aura from before! You have the blood of Lucifer, do you not? Then why don't you release your power with which you were erasing my aura?"

It was at that moment that Beelzebub realized his words. Razevan had used a power that had wholly erased his aura, and he knew only one thing that could do so.

The "destruction" of the Baels. 

"Power of "destruction"? Are you the son of a Bael? You bloody traitor...!" 

Razevan was starting to regret getting into the fight. This guy was very weak, and he was stupid too. Why did he have to get into such trivial trouble? 

"Destruction? Don't make me laugh. You don't even know what kind of power you're up against. My power is not "destruction", but "purification". Your demonic power is "impure", so I'm "purifying" it and turning it into my own power." 

Razevan began to use his power of "Purification" moderately. He removed each and every fragment of the aura that young Beelzebub shot against him, but he did nothing more than that. With different powers and angles, young Beelzebub continued to deploy attacks. Still, Razevan masterfully dodged or cancelled them with his own magic.

Not only were the young men and women from the 72 high-class devil pillars fascinated by this scene; members of the Maou's family watching from the spectator section were also on the edge of their seats. The rumours that Razevan was a womanizing and useless heir seemed to be false. 

So, were the ones that said he was very powerful true? 

The young heir to the House of Lucifer avoided the attacks of Beelzebub's descendant with surplus energy. Those who had inherited the blood of the Maou's were born with immense powers and unparalleled talent. They far exceeded the capabilities of any high-class devil. For a demon whose gifted abilities directly defined his social standing, his powers must be absolute. They could never be challenged. 

Realizing that Razevan had been suppressing his powers, young Beelzebub could not hide his frustration. He finally burst into a rage. "So... how about this?"

The young Beelzebub opened a magical circle in the sky and then proceeded to summon a countless number of flies. Countless flies began to fly around him. Flies, the characteristic feature of the Maou Beelzebub family: "The Lord of the Flies." By using lots and lots of flies, you can form a magic circle to display a powerful aura. They could even form a giant beast if a large number of them were gathered together. 

A giant humanoid beast made of flies had appeared in the coliseum. On its head grew two giant horns. The beast of flies was not looking at Razevan but at another young high-class devil. Young Beelzebub had changed his target instead of Razevan.

"This is your fault for humiliating me, you can't ignore an attack like this."

The beast of flies began to run in the direction of the young noble. The situation was serious, considering the great amount of aura that this beast emanated from his body. 

But even with all that power, the beast was no match for Razevan.

"Neglecting your opponent in the middle of a duel, are you an idiot?" 

A cold voice sounded from behind the young Beelzebub, he unconsciously shook and turned around only to be greeted by a fist. Razevan used a considerable amount of his "purifying" power and eliminated all the flies that Beelzebub had summoned. 

When he had finished, he turned and saw that the young Beelzebub was lying a few meters away covering his face, drops of blood falling from his head onto the ground. Razevan approached him and stepped mercilessly on his head. 

"Aaaaaaah!" The young Beelzebub shouted. 

"Stop, please. I beg you to stop." Young Beelzebub asked in tears. 

"Why should I?"

Razevan didn't understand. This boy had beaten up another boy and gave him no option to withdraw, why was he asking for mercy now? 

"I'm... I'm a Beelzebub." He said weakly. 

Razevan shook his head. What did it matter that he was a descendant of Beelzebub? The original Maou was already dead, he wasn't coming back to save his descendant. 

"The Devil's role is to kill all the people they don't like. And you, I don't like you at all." 

This was something his father, Rizevim, had taught him, and Razevan was in complete agreement. 

The intention to kill that Razevan was releasing was not fake, he was not joking when he said he was going to end the life of young Beelzebub. 

All who witnessed this were astonished at such immense power and looked at Razevan with eyes of dread. All but four Devils, who watched Razevan with interest. Especially a certain Devil with a loli body. 

Razevan felt a piercing glance on his back and turned to see who it was. He soon recognized the girl in question, which led to a complicated smile. 

"I had forgotten she was here..." 

Razevan Lucifer, the only grandson of the Maou Lucifer, was born with transcendental powers. 

His philosophy of life: To do what he wants and when he wants. 

Can he maintain that lifestyle? 

No, that's not the right question. 

Is there anyone who can stop him from getting what he wants? 

A story in a parallel world of Highschool DxD, where Rizevim's son is very different from what he is in the original world. How will the future of Lucifer's only grandson unfold?

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"It’s my honour to be complimented by an Archdevil!" The old devil bowed humbly to Leylin, with all the formality of a noble. His eyes were filled with solemnness.

"You were already here when I took the first item. Now, tell me… Why are you here?" Leylin’s eyes squinted, and the old devil shuddered as he formed cold sweat.

"Freedom! Of course it’s for freedom! Being confined in this dark, icy place and having to guard the treasures…I’ve already done more than enough!" The old devil clenched his teeth and cursed vehemently.

"I sensed the terrifying powers of the law of gluttony on you, along with a part of Beelzebub’s powers and aura. I can pledge my allegiance to you, letting you obtain everything in here, and also inform you of all of Beelzebub’s secrets. I want a small favour in return: Annul the contract on my body. If you want, I could even serve you for a hundred years…"

"Hmm, these are great conditions!" Leylin looked in interest at the cunning demon in front of him, perhaps the strongest guardian in the City of Iron, "How are you so sure that I can annul the contract for you?"

"Beelzebub had used his identity as the lord of Dis to confine me…" The devil blinked, "As long as Dis obtains a new owner, they’ll have the authority to annul the contract…"

‘Devils really are extremely cunning…’ Beelzebub himself would never have set a rule like this. It was likely a condition that this old devil had fought for himself. Since he’d signed the contract reluctantly, this devil didn’t have much loyalty to Beelzebub. On the other hand, Beelzebub had been extremely confident of sitting on his throne forever. Before his demise, that is.

"Alright, I accept your conditions!" Leylin agreed because he wouldn’t face any losses at all. However, he did not sign any contract: once he officially became the lord of Dis the contract with this old devil would shift to him. At that time, he could do whatever he wanted with him.

Leylin had no capacity for trust in devils, especially long-lived ones like this. That was another reason why he wouldn’t sign a contract.

"My Lord!" Evidently, the old devil understood his intentions, and could only smile wryly in return.

"So then, tell me your name. Since you’re the guardian of this place, do you know of the Manderhawke Plate?" Leylin wasted no time, getting to the point directly. In front of his might, the old devil couldn’t retaliate at all.

"My name is Borke, my Lord." A strange expression appeared on the devil’s face, "Of course I know the Manderhawke Plate, it was originally mine. But Beelzebub, that disgusting, conniving thief! He stole it away from me…"

"Yours?" Leylin was somewhat taken aback. After all, Beelzebub’s memories regarding the Manderhawke Plate had been sealed strongly. Leylin himself didn’t have much information regarding the item. Now that he had met the original owner, his interest was piqued.

"Okay, Borke, tell me. How did you get your hands on the Manderhawke Plate then?" Leylin had an extremely strong urge to research the background of that object. That clay disc could change one’s destiny.

Noticing the glint in Leylin’s eyes, Borke sounded out a feeble protest, "My Lord, that’s mine…"

"Was. Past tense. It’s currently in Beelzebub’s hands, no? Also, do you want your freedom or not?" Leylin eyes slanted. He had never held any trust for devils, so he would crush any plans they had, again and again.

Borke was most likely being dishonest with him, already engaging in wordplay. However, no matter what sort of ploy he set up he would have to give some amount of true information.

"That… It was many underworld years ago, so far into the past that I have even forgotten the history of that era. The City of Iron had not yet been built, and Dis was just a barren land…" Borke muttered, his eyes seemingly lost in some distant memory.

"As a devil my lifespan is that of Baator. I’m effectively immortal, and before we harvested souls from the prime material plane my hobby was to journey across the endless barren lands. The Manderhawke Plate was something I chanced upon in a ravine during my travels…

"I used it to travel to various planes, and I advanced into the peak of devil kind, becoming an ancient devil. It was then that I met the Lord of Gluttony, and after that…" Regret welled in Borke’s eyes.

Leylin’s eyes flashed, ‘Looks like this devil only discovered the plate’s ability to connect to other planes. He hasn’t tried breaking through the crystal sphere of the World of Gods.’

Travelling between planes was one thing, but it was completely different to break through the crystal sphere. However, regular devils would never consider such a thing. Leylin realised that Borke had a very vague understanding of the Manderhawke Plate, and likely couldn’t even use it as well as Beelzebub had. Naturally, he would not know anything about it having the ability to change destinies.

‘There’s a chance he’s trying to fool me as well, hoping to get it back another day…’ Numerous thoughts flashed past Leylin’s mind as he continued to plunder the treasure vault relentlessly. After all, this was a portion of the treasures accumulated by an Archdevil of Baator. Even demigods would be tempted.

"Ignore that for now. Do you know where he is?"

"He’s disappeared for sometime. Last time he returned, he’d come back from another plane, gravely injured…" Borke didn’t withhold any information in this regard. He needed Leylin to free him from his current position anyway.

"I searched for his soul through our contract, and I know he’s extremely weak right now. Even a mere pit fiend could defeat him!" Borke exaggerated the extent of Beelzebub’s injuries, for fear that Leylin might back down. "However, he has hidden himself well. Even I myself am unable to find any traces of his whereabouts…"

The old devil laughed malevolently, regret and greed appearing on his face. It seemed like he wouldn’t have hesitated to strike if he’d found Beelzebub himself.

"So even you don’t know where he is. Is there not even a clue?" Leylin’s brows furrowed. Things had become more troublesome now.

"Apologies, my Lord! Due to the restrictions of the contract, I can only move about within the circular corridor and its vicinity… Even if he’s hidden in a part of the Iron Tower, I wouldn’t be able to notice it. In any case, Beelzebub is the owner of this place…" Borke’s explanation was backed by logic, but somehow Leylin felt that he was holding back some information. Was it not a necessity given the crafty nature of devils?

*Rumble!* At this moment, space rippled as an explosion rocked the tower, the reverberations of the sound causing the items within to vibrate. Both Leylin and Borke turned around, looking towards the Palace of Gluttony.

‘This aura… Pit fiends! There should be at least ten of them to break Beelzebub’s seal!’ Leylin had estimated their strength immediately, ‘This degree of unity… It seems like there’s something happening that I’m not aware of…’

‘However…’ Leylin looked at Borke who resumed his calm after an initial shock, and smiled. He too adopted a calm disposition.

Borke noticed that Leylin had not taken the bait, and felt regretful. However, he still fulfilled his duty and explained the situation. "Beelzebub’s defences can’t be broken that easily by a group of pit fiends. Moreover, there isn’t any treasure there. There are certainly many guardians in the area, each no weaker than the cerberus…"

"Where are Beelzebub’s experimental lab and resting area? Mark it down for me!" Although Leylin wasn’t influenced by the plans of these hotheaded devils, he would have to take action now. He did not wish for anything to land in their hands.

‘It’s just a pity that…these remaining treasures… ‘ Leylin’s figure faded into the void, leaving behind Borke who looked deep in thought as he watched Leylin disappear.

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"Baalzephon! I have never seen you in such a miserable state…" A few greater devils mocked Baalzephon. Chekov’s carcass lay at a side, and teleportations or dimensional leaps would allow one to grasp it by the claws.

"Zapan… and Lyle, you’re all here…" Baalzephon’s expression changed numerous times, finally changing into a gentle and agreeable smile, "I was about to inform you guys… that there is a great discovery here…"

"Oh really?" Zapan cared little for Baalzephon, and the other members of the Dark Eight too watched on in mockery.

"Open the Palace of Gluttony!" Zapan commanded, and many large paeliryon and various other devils ran forward in a disorderly manner. They caught the carcass of the cerberus, tossing it into the air and smearing its blood on the giant metal gates.

The huge amount of blood was quickly absorbed by the gate, and it greedily sucked Chekov dry. A crack appeared in the centre of the gate, spreading to both sides.

Leylin is transported from an advanced technological era into a medieval world— except there’s magic. Equipped with only his quick wits and an A.I. chip fused to his soul, he sets out to become the most powerful magus the world has ever known. In a land divided into the Light and Dark Magi, the weak can either be cattle or disposable slaves. Only the strong can determine their lives, and only they have the luxury for virtue. Yet strength is only a tool for Leylin, like any other. His goal, in the end, is his own.

Translator’s desc:
What happens when a scientist from a futuristic world reincarnates in a World of Magic and Knights?

An awesome MC — that’s what happens!

A scientist’s goal is to explore the secrets of the universe, and this is exactly what Leylin sets out to do when he is reincarnated. Dark, cold and calculating, he makes use of all his resources as he sets off on his adventures to meet his goal.

Face? Who needs that… Hmmm… that guy seems too powerful for me to take on now… I better keep a low profile for now.

You want me to help you? Sure… but what benefit can I get out of it? Nothing? Bye. 

Hmmm… that guy looks like he might cause me problems in the future. Should I let him off for now and let him grow into someone that can threaten me….. Nahhh. *kill*

What the hell am I seeing?!

The two new addition to our party was ridiculously powerful. Hell, I didn't even think we stood a chance against the abominations and oppression those snakes presented, but these two just took care of them like if they were but worms.

The Archdevil used ominous magic to contort space, and he ripped the beasts to shreds, while the angle could single-handedly pummel the stone snakes to dust with her bare hands.

We encountered these snakes several times, then a scorpion of sorts that was big enough to be compared to a house attacked.

It had two tails with menacing stingers that oozed repulsive and disgusting looking liquid. That Is probably a poison of sorts.

However, the devil could just distort space so that their tails will be severed and their claws would be plucked out.

As for the Archangel, she would just punch them until they looked like honeycombs. The three old party members really looked like useless luggage.

"Do you guys need any help?" I asked

"Euh, not really, but I feel rather thirsty, do you have some water with you?" he asked

"Euh… yea, here." I said as I gave him a water container I carried with me in my inventory.

He drank and gave it back. Then said

"Well, thankfully he didn't send his big guns." Said Beelzebub

"What do you mean big guns! These are damn frightening! There is more?" asked Haruka.

"Considering Solomon's might, this is nothing but appetizers sent to welcome us. He will start sending more and more powerful things, and the closer we get to his castle the more of these things we will meet." Said Beelzebub.

"Why would he do this?" I asked, "I mean, we just want to talk."

"Tell me, human, what do you do when you have pests invading your backyard?"

"So we are pests?" I said ignoring his hidden imply.

"Yes, and he is trying to drive us out, especially with a sworn enemy as this Archangel and a Devil such as I. but him sending these small fries is really starting to hurt my pride."

"Please don't say that that is a terrible way to foreshadow more potent and dangerous enemies that would emerge soon," I said.

The devil could only smirk as a horde of minotaurs showed up.

Ah shit…

"We can't remain idle," said Haruka "This is a good way to level up we might reach new heights if we use the situation properly we could also level up."

"Well, let's try then," I said as I brought my hammer and shield up.

Misaka began to conjure spears of blood and Haruka brought her sword up.

"Hmm, you guys are holding some interesting toys, where did you get these?" Asked the Devil as he was preparing some sort of magic.

"These are gifts from Daiki," I said then stomped forward I was planning on using the shield's innate skill, but I needed cover fire first.

"Dimensional cut!" cried out Haruka as the Tengu apparition stood behind her and slashed at the air. The price of such skill was to pierce one's own abdomen with the blade. It caused the user severe damage, but the attack was ridiculously powerful and had a long reach and range.

A sonic wave split through the air as it went forward splitting the hoards of Minautors in its way, it managed to kill an enormous portion of the stampede, some even fell atop their fallen comrade while the rest stumped them disregarding their screams.

"Blood shower…" summoned Misaka as hundreds upon hundreds of blood speers emerged from nowhere and were sent towards the incoming horde.

"Aegis! Poise!" I shouted

And my legs were anchored to the ground, the sand would have normally given way, but something aking to an invisible net spread through the sand and held it tight so that my foot remained unperturbed.

"Ice domain," I struck the hammer to the ground, and a huge portion of the desert was engulfed in ice, the mounds of scorching sand turned to mounds of freezing cold.

The stampede began to slip and stumble as they approached.

"Enlargen!" I used the shield's skill, and it grew to an absurd size.

"Interesting, it seems that Daiki's companions are not as useless as I thought them to be." Said The Archangel. Her evaluation of us seems to have improved.

"But you are still lacking." She added.

The horde began to crash into my shield, and I began to feel that my legs will give way at any moment, the shock was too much for a single person to withstand even with the added states and the Poise ability I was slowly being pushed back with each Minautor that rammed its head into the shield.

"It is done." Said Beelzebub.

A green magic circle showed up above the horde then hundreds of thousands of small insects emerged from within it, the buzzing and the skittering of various insects made me feel my skin crawl at the sight.

There were flies, cockroaches, locusts and manyother disgusting insects. However, the size of these things was much bigger than the normal ones. They dove towards the horde of monsters and began biting and eating them alive. One could only hear the screams of the monsters as they were eroded by the swarm of pests.

"Disgusting," said all three girls at once, even The Archangel was unable to keep looking at the gore issuing before her.

One could only feel pity for the monsters as they died in a most horrendous way.

"Ah my lovely little creatures," said Beelz as he had a cockroach the size of a palm crawling from his leg until it got to his shoulder, he even gave it a pat on the head, and the damnd pst looked joyful.

"You get anywhere near me, and I will punch you to death." Said the Archangel as she was shuddering at the sight.

"Common, he is friendly! His name is Steve!" said Beelzebub while pouting.

"Why in god's name would you name a cockroach Steve!!!" I shouted.

"Don't say that you will hurt his feelings!" said Beelz as the cockroach looked to be disturbed by my comment.

Good god… it has feelings.

"Arghhh! Forward we go!" said Beelzebub as he marched like a soldier. Even the cockroach gave a damn salute with one of its legs and pointed forward.

I give up…

The swarm of pests also followed suit as it buzzed around disturbingly.

I canceled the Aegis's enlargen function and decided to head forward.

Looking at the corpses of the Minautors all that remained were nothing but bones.

This man should not be made into an enemy…

I approached the still shuddering girls and asked the Archangel saying

"Do you know this guy?" I asked

"I do. This damned Devil is the most troublesome and most annoying. Though he didn't participate in the last war, he was deemed too dangerous to be left to roam the world. The Divine decided that they should entrap him in the sixth circle, where even his power should not work, but somehow he was able to leave…" Said the Archangel.

He must be someone strong to be able to leave Hell alone.

"Actually," said Beelzebub who appeared from behind my back and out of nowhere, which freaked the shit out of me but I decided not to show it. And added

"I managed to find the exit out of the fifth circle only one day after I was entrapped. But I couldn't get down to the sixth circle… Smody was guarding that place, and while he had the Hell Keystone, I couldn't leave the place." Said Beelzebub as if he was explaining the situation.

"Smody, as in Asmodeus? The prince of hell?" said the Archangel.

"Yes, Yes that one, can you believe that guy can really hold a grudge…" he said.

"My only concern was that thing, I knew that Daiki would manage his way in most of the circles of that dungeon but still, he defeated Asmodeus… quite frightening." She said

"Ah, no, he didn't defeat him, he is still alive. We just trapped him within the dimensional compound, he should be out by now." Added the archdevil.

"Who is this Asmodeus?" asked Misaka.

"He was the prince of Hell, an archdevil that was told to be strong enough to perturb the reign of the divine, he has quite the nasty temper, isn't that right Jacob?" said Beelzebub addressing the cockroach.

"Daiki was fighting something like that?!" I said, "And who the hell is Jacob I thought his name was Steve?!" I added while a view as going to pop form my head, this guy truly know how to irritate someone.

"Ah his name was always Jacob who the hell is Steve?" said Beelz addressing the roach.

The cockroach then shrugged as if saying it doesn't know either…

"…"

"Let's move! It seems Solomon decided to stop playing." Said Beelzebub and a huge magic circle appeared to us.

A moment later we found ourselves in a gigantic palace.

Where four great guardians were floating, each in one corner of the room.

Before us, lay an enormous staircase where a throne was erected on top. There was a man that sat atop it. Next to him was a ghost-like lady that resembled the four giants but she was much smaller, almost human-sized.

I inspected the man and saw who he truly was.

Solomon

Level???

Demigod.

Ruler of Jhin.

 

"Welcome to my humble stay." Said the man as he stood.

And once he did the whole palace rumbled from his overwhelming presence.

"Before your imminent death, please tell me why have you decided to transgress my land…" he said, and his presence doubled, almost forcing me to kneel down from his might.

"Well this should be interesting, isn't that right Luis?" said Beelzebub addressing the cockroach, that nodded its head.

His name changed again! Fuck!

Did you ever wonder that there might be another world? a world where magic exists? A world where dragons, devils, gods and more.

Well, our Mc thought that those worlds were but the fantasy of crazed writers, and would only read about them in books and stories.
However, he was transported to such a world, he and his classmates. A world where the laws made by men were easily bent, where life itself was not worth the pebbles on the roads.
Betrayed by his classmates and offered as an unholy sacrifice, Daiki finds himself in hell, bound to eternal torment and destitution, forced to undergo hideous torments for sins he has yet to commit, Daiki swears to bring down the ones responsible over his demise.

The story 'truly' starts with the journey to hell and its seven circles, it is but the beginning of an event that will shake the heavens.

"I shall bring the divine to their knees and call upon the requiem...For it is my task...and my revenge."

(World mythology is included in this story, from Christian: like the fallen angels. The four horsemen the princes of hell, even Celtic, Indian, African, Greek, Hebrew, Egyptian and more. A lot of mythologies have been included in this story to add to its complexity and beauty, I hope you are a fan of old myths, this story is filled with them)

Before you start reading the reviews i advise you to read for yourself first, positive or negative reviews might give you a wrong pre based idea on the story, many great stories in this website have horrible reviews and many poor stories have positive ones, you are the judge of your choice don't let others make you refuse a story just because their opinion of it is different of yours.

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The pond of the black water, the opening of the tunnel connecting to the land above they called them the Black Door.
From there, Lucifer travelled out of the cave through the tunnel, Gressil has brought him into the vast hall which its long curved wall is occupied by numerous huge doors. Each of these doors lead to different destinations.
Coming to the middle of the hall, Lucifer steps right into the huge round black marble tiles. He looks around his surroundings.
There, Gressil puts up a mischievous expression and asks, "So which one of these do my prince think is the way to the Animus?"
Without a second of doubt, Lucifer suddenly straightens his arm and points to the huge round tiles under his feet.
As red lights glow in his eyes, Lucifer mentions in an affirmably voice, "This one."
Pleasantly, Gressil puts up a satisfying smile, he nods, "Impressive, my prince."
As he said, a scepter suddenly appears in Gressil's hands, he uses the tip of the scepter to knock twice heavily on the middle of the round door beneath their feet. while by then, black smoke suddenly arouses from the edge of the huge round door, then, a huge red ritual circle appears on the black tiles, by the next moment, when the ritual circle glows once, the black tile beneath their feet abruptly vanishes, the both of them heavily fall downwards across the door.
Across the other side, Lucifer finds himself falling in the air towards a different place. Agilely, he spreads his black wings and swifts.
As he soars in the red sky, he takes a deep breath and gives the world beneath him a glance.
A city made up of debris, filtering the red light of the sky. Debris floats and sinks in the air, splattering around the city, fallen angels and demons fly all around, doing their jobs as the members of the government. This is fascinating, Lucifer had never seen anything like this before.
Flying to Lucifer's side, Gressil introduces, "This is the center heart, the capital city of hell, the Animus." he said, "This is where the government runs hell, in the Libramentum, right in the middle of Animus."
"The Libramentum." calmly, Lucifer repeated, "That is where the courts are."
"Indeed, my prince." Gressil nods, he points to the huge black building seated in the middle of Animus, "There it is."
Then, the both of them swift in the red sky until they reach the Libramentum, they land on the broad stairs and keep their wings away.
Lucifer raises his head high and looks up to the enormous building in front of him, he is stammered, he feels rather astonished.
Walking up the broad staircases, Gressil shows Lucifer the way into the Libramentum. As he walks Lucifer through the spaces, he introduces the Libramentum to him.
"King Remington built this place in the center of hell right after we were banished." he said, "We were once the Highest Court of Heaven, for now we have fallen, this is our place."
Lucifer remains silent, he turns and looks around, he sees vast hallways, big halls, decorated with ornaments, sculptures, engravings, and ancient paintings he does not know how to read. Burning red fire on the edge of the walls lights the spaces up.
As they walk passed the front and come to the chamber in the middle, Gressil stretches his arm and shows Lucifer the door in, "This is the Chamber of Verbis, the Highest Court of Hell."
Without hesitating, Lucifer pushes the huge doors open and enters the chamber.
As he comes into the chamber, red flame lights up in a bronze goblet sitting on a stone pillar table. He slowly walks to it, he squints his eyes and looks into the red flame. This is the core of all hell, this is what he had brought upon Sirius when he was born, the hellfire.
As he immerses himself gazing at the hell fire, suddenly, deep voices come from the corner of the chamber.
"I am Leviathan, Prince of Seraphim, the Devil of Heresy." one said.
"I am Beelzebub, Prince of Seraphim, the Devil of Envy." and the other one said.
Turning his head to the voices, Lucifer sees two men sitting in their throne chairs above the altars. Together, the two of them speak again, "For we are the leaders of all devil and demons."
The leaders of all devils and demons, Leviathan and Beelzebub.
Then, as Lucifer turns around, he sees more throne chairs appear, they are arranged along the curved walls, surrounding Lucifer and the goblet of the hell fire. There, men like Leviathan and Beelzebub appear on the chairs one after another.
"I am Asmosdeus, Prince of Seraphim, the Devil of Wantonness."
"I am Berith, Prince of Cherubim, the Devil of Contentious and Blasphemous."
"I am Astaroth, Prince of Thrones, the Devil of Sloth."
"I am Gressil, Prince of Thrones, the Devil of Impurity."
"I am Soneillon, Prince of Thrones, the Devil of Hatred."
"I am Oeillel, Prince of Dominations, the Devil of Sabotage of Vow."
"I am Belias, Prince of Virtues, the Devil of Arrogance and Vain."
"I am Carnivale, Prince of Powers, the Devil of Obscenity."
"I am Verrier, Prince of Principalities, the Devil of Opposition."
"I am Olivier, Prince of Archangels, the Devil of Cruelty."
In a round, the devils introduce themselves to Lucifer. There, Gressil sits in his chair and sends Lucifer a welcome smile, he says, "Together with the Highest Prince of Imperials, the Angel of Hope and the Devil of Pride, Prince Remington... We are the Highest Court of Hell."
The devils, formerly an angel. When they are banished to hell, they are fallen, in hell, this is where they turn into devils.
Giving all of them a cold glance, in an expressionless face, Lucifer asks, "What did you do to have you banished in here?"
With a deep voice, Leviathan starts the story, "Centuries ago, we rebelled against King Cassius." he said, "Prince Remington found a dark secret King Cassius had been hiding, hence he led the whole court to rebel against him."
"What dark secret?" curiously, Lucifer voices his doubt.
There, Beelzebub answers him, "The truth of the queen's death."
"The queen?" Lucifer squints, "She died centuries ago? But she just gave birth to me." he is getting confused.
"No, they are not the same." however, Asmodeus shakes his head and explains, "The eight Imperial Angels, the Angel of Fire, Sirius; the Child of Ocean, Nereus; the Angel's Messenger, Loui; the Child of Sky, Caelus; the Healing Angel, Jervis; the Angel of Dream, Velda; the Child of Earth, Halston; and you, the Angel of Light, Lucifer... You were born by Queen Atara." he mentioned, "Prince Remington, he was born by the first queen."
"What's her name?" again, Lucifer asked.
Whereas, Berith shrugs his shoulders, "No one knows, not even the Angel of Wisdom, Uriel." he said, "King Cassius erased her name from the Book of Truth, yet, the way she died was kept."
"How did she die?" with another squint, Lucifer continued to ask.
There, Astaroth answers his doubt, "The Angel of Obedience, Lehahiah killed her." he revealed, "Under King Cassius's command."
Not knowing the reason behind his father's act, Lucifer asks, "Why did he do that?"
This time, Gressil answers him, "Because she was not an angel."
"Do you mean..." with a light gasp, Lucifer has eventually come to realize something, "If the first queen was not an angel, then, Brother Remington is born half breeded...?"
With a smile, Gressil nods, "Yes, indeed."
Soneillon says, "He is an Imperial Angel like you but... He is not a pure angel, like you."
With the curiosity arousing in him, Lucifer keeps on asking, "What is he then?"
While Oeillel shakes his head, "We don't know. In fact, no one knows except for King Cassius and the first queen herself."
"He himself does not know?" in a puzzled tone, Lucifer asked.
"No." while the devils shake their heads.
Questions have surged up Lucifer's mind, now he knows that Remington is a half breed, but, "Why was he chosen to be the angel's king?" he asked, "Why were the angels obeying him?"
With his head held high, Belias answers, "For he is powerful."
Indeed, as the angel of hope, Remington is powerful, and when he knew the dark secrets Cassius hid from him, he could be even more powerful.
"The truth of his mother, that was why he led you to rebel against the king." with a calm voice, Lucifer said.
"Yes, indeed." Belias said with a smile.
Then, Lucifer continues to speak as he ponders, "Brother Remington was banished to hell together with you." he said, he then asks, "Why are you trapped in here, while Brother Remington is ruling the heaven?"
This time, Carnivale answers, "He made a vow only he can break." he revealed, "We shall break out of hell when the thirteen of us from the highest court gathered at the Libramentum on the same day after thirteen decades."
Verrier continues, "But before that could happen, he left us. He never once came back in the past centuries."
"Thirteen of you." Lucifer takes another glance at all of them, he counts, there are twelve of them here, they are just lacking one. Hence, he asks, "Why won't you seek a replacement?"
"We can't." there, Olivier mentioned, "We are the court; The place of the Imperial Angel can't be replaced by any lower rank angels like us."
However, just as Olivier's voice sinks, Lucifer suddenly chuckles lightly. The court turns quiet at once. Lucifer has been showing a very cold and serious attitude, but now, he just chuckled in front of the court.
There, abruptly, he proposes, "What about me?"
As he proposed, the twelve devil fall into silence again. They did not expect Lucifer to say so, they thought he is just a new born angel who's here to listen to stories. However, they find themselves wrong. Lucifer might be more unpredictable than they think.
"Prince Lucifer..." there, Leviathan suddenly stands up from his chair, he first puts up a pleased smile, while then, he keeps it away, "I'm afraid it won't work, you are too young."
In an instance, Lucifer's expression turns cold, "I am too young?"
There, Beelzebub nods, "Sitting in the king's place, means to rule the hell and the rest of the underworld. Leading us to break out of hell, means to bring war to King Remington."
Asmodeus mentions, "You are still not powerful enough to take him down, or even to fight him."
In a calm face, Lucifer spreads his wings, the beautiful black feathers reflect the hell fire in the goblet. Slowly, he walks towards the only empty throne chair above the highest altars, right in between Leviathan and Beelzebub. Red lights glow in his eyes as turns to the court.
"Bow." there, he commanded, "For when I return, I will be your king."

The Nil, the king of the mortals from the family of Eastman, has been leading all species for millennia since the ancient time.

Until the time being, some of the species had grown beyond, trying to throw over the throne of the Eastman.

Who will be the next KING?

[Somewhere]

Inside the dark and shadowy mansion, the sky is roaring with thunderous storm and lightning is flashing every second. 

On the large window where the curtains are on each side and the flashes of lightning pierced through the transparent window, Faustus is sleeping on his bed until his most awaited 'thing' happened.

[Faustus • Herald of Hell of Church of Night]

[Revelation]

Inside his mind, he felt a zooming sensation and all of a sudden he saw himself in a very dark valley with burning black flames and full of demons covered in shadows.

Wait! This is a [Revelation]...oh? it seems like things are going to get interesting now.

[Revelation] happen when the [Devil] that a single coven is worshiping connect to the mind with [The Herald of Hell].

Faustus immediately kneeled in the ground to feel the presence of his [God]. While he's kneeling, a heavy, sinister and gruesome aura is felt by Faustus.

"It is a pleasure to meet you again...Lord Beelzebub!"

A titanic shadow figure appeared before him that is even taller that the mountains. The initial appearance of Beelzebub is a huge figure with red burning eyes and two horns on his head while he's sitting in a huge throne where countless shadow demons are surrounding Faustus.

Then Beelzebub talked to Faustus with his old and growling deep voice.

"Faustus... it's time. You should move now. Bring me the best offering in your world and opens the [Gates of Hell], it's time for true catastrophe."  Beelzebub said while sitting on his throne surrounded by black flames.

Right after Beelzebub said his words to Faustus, he immediately woke up from his asleep and lifted his body and said:

"Yes Lord Beelzebub! Everything will be ready once the [Gates of Hell] are opened. You can look forward to it." Faustus said with a sadistic smile of his innocent face.

He then opened up his Window and a blue hologram-like appeared infront of him. He tapped the [Contact] window and called Ren, his assistant.

*Ring*

"Ren!" 

"Lord Faustus?!" Ten replied.

Faustus get up from his bed and slowly walked towards the large window and opened it with his one hand. He stand at the balcony of his room where he's looking at the stormy sky.

Then, his body slowly ascend from the sky hundreds of meters above the devastating oceanic storm.

"Proceed to [Phase 2] of the plan. We're going to start the [Phase 2] tomorrow." Faustus said as he snapped his fingers and the stormy sky and disastrous ocean suddenly vanished like a bubble and the moonlight were seen right above Faustus.

***

[Island of Rai]

After the introduction and meet of Homura and Jack. Homura stated how he manage to obtain his information about him and told Rai to rescue him on the Prison.

In the morning, when everyone has finally woke up from their rooms, Rai is standing at the balcony. Where Homura is having a toothbrush on his mouth and Jack is at the fridge drinking some cold water in the morning. 

Homura slowly walked towards him at the balcony and ask what's the next plan.

"So what are you going to now, Captain?" Homura said.

Rai is looking at the vast and beautiful sea and said his answer to Homura.

"Get ready now, we're going to Mariana Trench to stop them to wake us the [Primordial God]."

"Hmm.." Replied by Homura but all of the sudden his eyes widens when the words of Rai sink in inside his brain.

"WHAT? What do you mean [Primordial God]? You mean those immoral beings from the legend who destroyed the world billion of years ago?" Homura said loudly as his toothbrush fell of the ground due to the surprise of Rai.

"Yeah... that's why we need to stop them from doing that." Rai replied.

Jack is dumbfounded about it so he just ignored their talk and walk to his room to prepare and changed his shirt.

He opened his Window and tapped the [Storage] tab and pulled out something that he can use. With his yawning face, he pulled out a white bandage like on his [Storage] and wrapped around his body covering his up to his neck like a turtleneck and also covering his entire arms except the wrist. Then after covering his body with white bandage, he put on his sky blue sleeveless hoodie jacket. 

"I'm ready!" Jack shouted as he walk outside his room while fixing his jacket and slowly walked towards the balcony where Rai is sitting on the bench while drinking a soda.

"So we need to go to Mariana Trench to find the [Devil Worshipers], eliminate and stop them, right?" Jack said as he sited near at Rai's position.

When Rai look at Jack, his eyes went wide and retraining his laughter inside as he notices his bandages on his body.

Geez...he looks like a mummy.

"Yes, because if they succeed, it will only take a single [Devil] to erase everyone from existence." Rai replied to Jack's question.

That's true! But when the meeting ended, Karma told me something that will guarantee my success of making my revenge. So I listen to that and I was shocked when I heard it but I eventually agree about it. I just hope his plan succeeds.

"I'm done too." Homura said as he slowly walked towards them outside. 

Rai and Jack stood up from their position and head to the jet that Lazarus has prepared for them to use. By using Karma's plan, his Lord (Rai) are tasked on subjugating the [Devil Worshipers] on Mariana Trench while the others are on their own plan.

They did not accept Karma's plan because he said these words:

"This plan will absolutely fail... because there's nothing more cunning than a Devil." 

But they say that they might consider doing it.

But after the meeting, Karma told me that he doesn't care about them except me, so he said those plans to them as a diversion but instead he told me something out of reach by the [Commanders] because he uses the [Commanders] as a stepping stones about his "true plans" for me. 

Once they are all inside the Jet, they all look at the place where the pilot is sitting and controlling the aircraft. They all look at each other knowing that one of them can fly the Jet.

"Can someone do the honor of flying this thing?" Rai said but only silence is heard by him.

In the end, no one is knowledgeable on drive a Jet.

"I think it is better to fly on our own." Homura said as he is already on the outside of the Jet.

Darn it! I should've brought along a pilot. I wish I could fly too. I really need to learn that in the future.


***

[Mariana Trench • Above the Sea, War Vessel]

"Urgh I really hate waiting so much! Why does Lord Faustus told us to wait?" said by an aggravated member said.

A faint footsteps from the outside of the room is getting louder and louder as the time passes. A foot of a man wearing a black combat boots stand up amd lean of the door.

"I know you're all tired of waiting but if we did not play on the Lords plan everything will fall apart and he'll kill you. 

But don't worry, I received a [Call], it's time to move and wake "him" up." The guy said who has a dirty white spiky hair and brown eyes.

Then the man who he talked to has a bald head with dragon tattoo on his head and a scar on his mouth.

"Well then...shall we?" He said with a sadistic smile on his comrade infront of him.

***
Author's Note:

For some reason, I will change the term for the energy initially called [Ano] to [Mana].

I'm sorry if many of you hates the term [Ano] so I will change it for the sake of the readers.

Thank you for reading my Novel.😌

When he was young the King killed his family, he seek revenge to the sinister King. Then when he's on the venge of death an old man
 appeared infront of him that changes his life, his master.

His master teaches him how to use his power and use his anger as a fuel to become stronger amd stronger.

When the time has finally come, he and his master with other people who despises the King formed a group and finally attack the Castle.

When he defeated the King, Seven huge figure appeared infront of him amd they are the [7 Kings of Hell].

So when he confronts the Kings of Hell, he was defeated and found himself in a mew world where the [System] and [Gate] exist.


...will he be able to take revenge?

It didn't look anywhere close like Beelzebub was joking. He appeared even strained and the faint trace of his smile had disappeared, "Just once, Ian. That's all I need." A hint of plead was on Beelzebub's voice as he spoke.




A stab meant nothing to Ian as he was able to heal his wound without lifting a finger or casting a magic, but the problem was with what Beelzebub was going to stab him with. Considering this was Lucifer's order, he has to be more careful as the careful the better. 




"What happen if I don't?" Ian questioned.




A stagnant silence came in the corridor, Beelzebub sighed as if he never wanted to put the few words on his mouth which he did after, "I will have to stab your bride."




The thick black lashes fell over Ian's eyes, his gaze turn sharp with a wary look like how a wolf would glower when anyone dared to touch their mate, "Don't be crazy Beelzebub. Even if it's Lucifer's order that you have to order I would never let you do it." But then Ian wondered why Lucifer had told Beelzebub to stab him when the three of them know a mere dagger through his heart wouldn't kill him?




Sensing something strange, Ian made his decision, "Where the knife?"




"You can choose," Beelzebub replied simply, his answer was very prepared as if he had been told to reiterate the words and he knew Ian would agree to his request that set Ian's mood to the worse as he knew Lucifer was behind this.




"That son of bastard," Ian cursed before picking a dagger which he had always brought with him. "You don't only owe Lucifer now but also me, Beelzebub." Beelzebub didn't reply but he smiled. The dagger wasn't large but wasn't small either, just a perfect width to reach his heart. Without any single hesitation, Ian pulled the dagger from the scabbard and brought it toward his chest before pushing pressure on the handle.




Fresh Blood dripped from Ian's already blood-stained clothes. With another added amount of blood, the red liquid dripped to the bottom of his shirt hem. The scarlet water drop grew heavier before it fell on the ground.




Although Ian was an immortal, pain still affected him. But having enough suffering since nine hundred years ago, he had gotten accustomed to the mere pain of blade to his heart and it didn't matter to him as other who would have dropped to the ground, coughing blood, and groaning pain if they were in his position right now.




Ian licked the corner of his lips where a trail of blood appeared, raising his hand, his eyes stared deeply to Beelzebub's eyes where he could feel Lucifer watching him from, "Good enough, you fucker?"




Beelzebub tipped his chin, once again, his poise had changed like the way it happened earlier inside Elise's room. His eyes trailed down under Lucifer's control and a hum upheaved from his mouth when he stared at the wound that have begun to close itself like a living limb, "Good." He whispered and suddenly Beelzebub's body fell forward as if he had been pushed by a heavy impact that had just left his body, leaving him off-balance. A heavy breath came out from his mouth, panting for breath. Series of coughs then followed as if he hadn't been breathing earlier.




Finally regaining a hold of himself, Beelzebub looked at Ian who had begun to wiped the blood from his dagger, "Thank you. I owe you again."




"Don't thank me," Ian pushed the dagger to the scabbard, looking perfectly fine even though he had been stabbed a moment before, "I was doing for my own interest and curiosity. Not for you. Good night." 




Truthfully Ian knew the moment Beelzebub entered Elise's room there was more than meet the eye. Beelzebub appeared to be healthy and showed no sign of being in agony, but at times when he talked, Ian had been noticing the blue veins that crept under the skin of Beelzebub's neck and his hand had turned blue as if he couldn't catch a breath. 




But it wasn't Ian who know this, Beelzebub also could tell that Ian had stabbed himself knowing that he was on the edge of his life, almost tipping so dangerously close to death.




"Really, can't you ever be honest for once?" Beelzebub asked when seeing Ian's retreating figure.




Ian halted on his heel, turning with a sly smile, "Do what you have come to do Beel. Don't think I am not aware of what you are doing but let's keep this a secret. You don't want the Devil to know what we are up to."




"But you are also a Devil," whispered Beelzebub with a smile.




The next day arrived late for Elise who had woke up late after the piling fatigue when she woke up, she felt her body heavy and her muscles cramp as if she had just done a great deal of exercise in a day even though she didn't move her body that much.




After dressing up, Elise left her room, looking around to find whether Ian was in his room or the office. When she was walking through a vacant corridor, her body jumped in surprise by a tap of finger. Turning her back, she looked to find it was Maroon, the butler whose dear friend was a shovel.




"The Lord have went to go and meet the Churchmembers that is held in The Dunn's manor," explained Maroon passively, the way he looked at her seemed as if he didn't have anything in his mind, but Elise knew that the butler was only pretending to be normal.




"The Dunn's?" Elise recalled whose house it was, "Lady Ellen's house," she whispered, her smile coming as tight as she knew the affection Lady Ellen held for Ian. She knew Ian love her and the trust that framed their relationship but knowing that someone was pursuing him didn't set her to be happy.




"You should not worry, Lady Elise. Lord Ian is the type of man who only promised his life once for a single woman, until his death and what comes after," chimed Maroon and when they met eyes for the first time, Elise saw the butler smile that wasn't a mocking or something came out of politeness bit a sincere one.




"You seem to know it well," Elise said, she couldn't help herself by commenting on it.




"For once I have been watching Lord Ian longer than anyone in this house, and also I knew it because I have been on his shoes. There was someone who I love and I found at times an expression on Lord Ian's face which was similar to the time I was with my beloved wife," Maroon's words were clouded with a nostalgia and a faint sadness which Elise know as she had learned about Maroon and his late wife's tragic life. 




"Also, another thing. Lord Ian's husband was a man whore," the butler said without filtering his word, "Most people said for a woman not to marry a man whose father had cheated on their wife. But I can say, for sure, for a child who was ignored, casted away, and seeing his own mother killed due to his father's infidelity, he won't do the same thing. People could cast away people they like but not people they love and treasure; you, milady belong to the people Lord Ian love. I believe what happened to the late Lady Lucy, it won't happen to you."
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A/N: I just woke up and wrote this, sorry for being so late. And also good night, lol, I'm going back to sleep~~ have a nice morning for those who have mornings and night for those who are also in bed~


*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel* 

Elise had about to change into the dress that was lying on the corner of her bed when she heard a knock lightly calling from her door. Curious, she turned the door knob only to have a tall man towering in front of her.

“Master Ian!” She called. 

Ian smiled with the usual mischievous smirk that he always used. His crimson eyes trailing a little over her room and spotted the black dress over her bed and shifted his eyes over to the woman in front of him. He stepped forward and spoke. “Where did you acquire that dress?”

“Mr. Harland gave it to me.” Elise replied and strained her neck to see Ian’s brows knitted in its elegance. 

“Do you know why a man would love to give a woman a dress?” He gave the riddle that she always had to think twice before replying. But this time, she found no answer and instead shook her head. “I don’t know.”

His grin grew bewitching as though something had stirred deep inside the scarlet eyes that he had. He slowly slid his hand over the collar of her dress, sending a cold shiver that startled her for a moment due to its freezing temperature. After unbuttoning the first two buttons on her collar, he tilted his head down, whispering to her ears. “Because they want to be the one to undress the cloth.”  

He paused and kissed her neck, turning the pale skin to red before retracting his move to fix his eyes on her and leisurely replied. “Unfortunately, you can’t wear the dress over there with this.” He chuckled and passed a box over to her hand. “And the fortunate news is I prepared a dress for you.”



Elise was a cursed little girl who could see ghosts. Her family hated her and threw her from one adoptive family to another. However, misfortune didn't act alone. When she was brought up by her aunt, she was sold as a slave. When she had thought she would become nothing but a sacrifice to the sorcerer, she was saved by a man whose identity was far different than a normal mythical being.

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Chapter 55

Essential Raid Arc:

*Lucifer's Pov*

[Lucifer] Urgh..

The Devil, also referred to as Satan, is best known as the personification of evil and the nemesis of good people everywhere. His image and story have evolved over the years, and the Devil has been called many different names in various cultures: Beelzebub, Lucifer and Mephistopheles, to name a few, with various physical descriptions including horns and hooved feet. But this malevolent being—and his legion of demons—continue to strike fear in people from all walks of life as the antithesis of all things good.
It's commonly thought that the Devil first showed up in the Bible in the book of Genesis as the serpent who convinced Eve—who then convinced Adam—to eat forbidden fruit from the "tree of the knowledge" in the Garden of Eden. As the story goes, after Eve fell for the Devil's conniving ways, she and Adam were banished from the Garden of Eden and doomed to mortality.
Many Christians believe the Devil was once a beautiful angel named Lucifer who defied God and fell from grace. This assumption that he is a fallen angel is often based the book of Isaiah in the Bible which says, "How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! How art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations."
The book of Ezekiel includes another Biblical passage Christians refer to as proof of the Devil's existence. It admonishes the greedy King of Tyre but also refers to the king as a cherub who was once in the Garden of Eden. As a result, some Bible translators believe the King of Tyre was a personification of the Devil.
Names for the Devil are numerous: Besides Lucifer, he may be referred to as the Prince of Darkness, Beelzebub, Mephistopheles, Lord of the Flies, the Antichrist, Father of Lies, Moloch or simply Satan..

[Lucifer] Now i know.. 
he took the name "Prince of Darkness" from me.
That's why he put us in the black thing..

Perhaps the most lasting images of the Devil are associated with Hell, which the Bible refers to as a place of everlasting fire prepared for the Devil and his angels. Still, the Bible doesn't state the Devil will reign over hell, just that he'll eventually be banished there.

Lucifer returns to hell. he returns to his throne. The lava and thorns seemed to be alive again. watching the lord rise from all the cries there.
he opens one eye, and stands up. a few seconds pass and  opens the other one.

*he stands on the skulls of the dead bodies and blood everywhere.



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