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White Oblivion

Alternate highschool dxd world What if Vali Lucifer the descendant of the devil king Lucifer and current White Dragon Emperor who ran away from his abusive father at the age of 13 didn't get found by Azazel and instead was later on found by the crimson-haired ruin princess of the Gremory family instead? This is a Highschool DxD Fan-fiction and I don't own anything from the original book and I also don't own the cover all that belongs to their rightful owners. hey, guys, I'm sorry with my bad updates and all, so uni about to be finished for me soon and I'm feeling quite bored and kinda motivated to write again so I decided to start this again but I've decided to rework the whole thing as for how long I'm going to continue it might not be long but thanks to those who have all supported me. your author Chubalub

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Chapter 1

"Trash!" "monster!"

"why were you even born!"

"..."

Countless abusive comments were thrown toward a young boy of around 5 years old cowering in the corner of the room from a what would be considered a handsome middle-aged man with dark silver hair and blue eyes if only his face wasn't twisted with hatred, disgust and the glints of fear that occasionally flashed past his eyes that were quickly concealed.

similar to the middle-aged man the boy shivering in the corner also had dark silver hair and blue eye sharing a few points of resemblance to his abuser.

Thud!

"what are you doing! stop Rizevan! what are doing to our son how could you do this!?"

As a black-haired beauty in her late 20 or early 30s came charging in through the doors as she had heard the reverberating insults echoing outside. She rushed forward to embrace the young boy protectively as she gently whispered comforting words to calm her child down.

"Are you alright Vali?" while turning to glare at her husband "why!? what has Vali done to you? why do you treat him as such he's our son, he's your son!"

"Tch my son? he's not my son, I'd rather not have a monster as my son, now move! or else even if it's you I'll show no mercy" as Rizevan fiercely shoved his wife aside and waving his hand before a blue glowing circle filled with many inscriptions and symbols appeared to bind his wife in place then giving his son a kick sending his son against the wall, while still keeping his foot in place to keep his son attached to the wall as he stared into his young blue eyes that reeked of despair and sadness and said "don't think you can escape if this woman is here, even if she is and decides to protect you then she will receive the same result if not worse"

Removing his foot Rizvan gave one final lool towards his sone before walking out the room while cancelling his magic circle.

As Vali struggled to get up from the pain he slowly crawled towards his mother was also rushing towards him. embracing each other as they both cried sorrowfully with their cries echoing into the hallway outside.

While walking ahead hearing their cries Rizevan's turned colder as he sneered "hmph"

8 years later

As the years went by Vali's abuse from his father did not stop or lessen in fact It had gotten worse. At the beginning his expressions would always be of fear and pain but as time went on his expressions slowly disappeared and what replaced it was cold indifference which triggered his father's fear and hatred more as verbal abuse became physical and magical pain.

knock! knock!

"Who is it?" asked a tired female voice from within.

"Mom it's me," said a boy who was around 13 years of age

"Oh hang dear just a sec," said the voice from within but this time there was an additional joy in her voice. footsteps were heard reaching the door before they were opened.

standing in front of him was a beautiful woman with black hair in her 40s smiling gently at him, sadly that her complexion was pale looking extremely sick and fragile.

Sitting himself down in one of the seats inside his mother who was smiling at him all this time asked "so why'd you come to see mother today vali? is everything alright? or is it..." as she reached there her expression faltered a little she walked up to inspect him as she lifted up his sleeves and shirt.

And just as she had expected, along his arms were covered in bandages that were roughly tied together with faint red slowly seeping through them and along his body was also in a similar state. As if she was shocked or surprised just sadness she tried to hid with her ever gentle smile as she walked off to retrieve a box from a shelf which turned out to be a first aid kit.

Taking off his shirt and bandages and replacing them with some new ones with extremely practised movements that seemed to be done countless times to be so carefully and perfectly done.

Throughout the years his mother had tried countless time to save him from his father but failed every time until she realised that it was useless and she couldn't save him and all she could do was doing tasks such as always making sure he was bandaged properly and fed properly but in return, she was given the same abuse by the one she called husband. As she was a normal human with no magic power at all she couldn't resist at all while also reason as to why she looks so fragile right now.