A Holy Encounter

The Seraphic System

Chapter: 21

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(A Holy Encounter)

The church in front of me was large. The church was quiet, it's simple stone walls were worn with age. A wooden door with intricate carvings decorated on it serving as its entryway, while a modest steeple reached towards the sky.

A large cross was situated in the centre. It was made to blend in with the stone around it, making it seem natural. Through the windows I could see inside, where a soft light filtered through plain glass windows, casting a warm glow over wooden pews and a simple altar.

Something warm washed over me as I stood in front of it. The strange sadness at losing one of my angels and the rage at the perpetrators soothed. The unreasonable piece of guilt I shouldn't have felt at killing Namara lightning also vanished as if it was never there.

My existence felt lighter. Is this how true angels felt?

I shook my head, snapping out of the strange trance. I'm pretty sure there was something more about this church but I couldn't sense anything with my novice attempts at sensing. Hopefully my next download will come sooner rather than later.

I began to stroll into the still open church. I had noticed a lack of any monsters closer to the church, which was either luck or this church had some exorcists in their ranks. I doubted any of my kind… that felt weird to say. Any of my fellow angels were inside.

From what I remembered, angels were mostly contained within heaven due to their rapidly collapsing population plus the fact angels were seen as a delicacy for many darker races which would paint a target on their back just by being out and the fact god was dead.

So they couldn't procreate anymore without falling, or doing the deed in a very restricted manner, which I found a bit stupid. Even then the chances of conception were low.

Surely they could just gather up some of that angel semen and artificially Impregnate a female angel? I wouldn't know if it was possible, for I am no biologist. But maybe they haven't tested that. Can't be sure with angels and church. Too conservative.

I entered the relatively quiet church, the priest stood speaking to someone in that friendly demeanour that all priests possessed. He wore the traditional priest garbs and looked to be in his sixties.

I ignored him and looked around. There were nuns walking around or attending to the people sitting down and quietly praying.

Overall it seemed pretty friendly. I guess the presence of angels actually managing the church probably solved many issues like pedophilia that became associated with the Christian religion in my old world.

Then again I'm sure the church was heavily corrupted judging by the fact I knew of things such as the holy sword project. The guy that ran that was a bishop and if he was able to climb so high who else has?

Though these priest and nuns seemed to be genuinely good people. Something my angelic instincts seemed to agree with. I didn't say anything, just walking around and sitting on one of the benches.

I wonder how these people would feel if they knew the king of angels was dead.

"Excuse me?" A soft voice called out, a small browned hair Nun with soft hazel eyes staring at me. A silver cross hung around her neck.

"Hm?"

"Sorry to disturb you, I just wanted to see if you were okay? You looked to be in much deeper thought than a young man such as yourself should be." She said kindly.

I briefly considered what to respond with, I had zoned out in thought. This place had a strange effect on me. It made me unconsciously lower my guard.

"Sorry, I must have spaced out." I muttered, trying to clear my thoughts off from this strange effect.

She giggled.

"No need to apologise. The church tends to make people reflect." She responded in a soothing voice.

I titled my head In curiosity.

"How so?" I asked.

She took a seat beside me. Tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Faith tends to make you reflect on your actions, because your actions would have an effect on your afterlife." She responded.

I had never been religious so I didn't really understand. It was interesting though. I suppose it couldn't hurt to find out more about the religion I was involuntarily a part of.

"How are you sure of your own religion? Have you ever heard from God?" I questioned, but I knew the answer was no. After all, he was dead.

She hummed.

"No, but that's why they call it faith. I believe that he is listening to me. Showing his presence to everyone would be too easy but would defeat the purpose of life. Our own free will." She responded.

"Free will?" I asked.

She nodded.

"I am not required to believe in him to gain access to heaven. All it takes is good deeds for that. I choose to support the Heavenly Father. It wouldn't be free will if we all knew what happened after death or who to believe in." She rambled.

I suppose that made sense.

"As for why he doesn't cure all sickness and take away all suffering from life, it's because that would defeat the purpose of living. There are no diseases in heaven. No death. No trials. To replicate that on earth would make earth heaven." She went on.

That actually made a lot of sense. I still wasn't exactly going to worship him, especially since he's dead but I could understand how that would mollify any argument against why god isn't real or kind.

"Do you believe in him?" She suddenly asked.

My lips quivered into a smile.

"I guess you could say that." I chuckled.

She looked curious at my reaction, but didn't push.

"So you have never seen any sort of sign he's real, not even the angels?" I questioned, I'm assuming angels didn't communicate with everyone then and only the top brass.

Stupid move.

It gave the top brass more power than they should rightfully have.

"No." She responded cheerfully.

I was about to retort before a commotion caught our attention. A group of men stumbled inside, obviously intoxicated, and were making a scene.

"Sister Rose!" One shouted joyfully.

The lady next to me sighed.

"Not these people again." She muttered.

She got up and advanced towards them and I watched as he stood in front of the guy who called her.

"Please don't do this again Mark, I'm just not interested in pursuing any romantic relationships." The lady I now knew as Rose said softly.

"Come on now! Mark here just got promoted." One of the other guys said with a cheer.

Wrapping an arm around her. She tried to shake him off but the idiot seemed too intoxicated to notice.

"Rose, imagine all the cute children we will have?" He said with a laugh.

The priest finally decided to intervene.

"Please release Sister Rose young man." The priest said firmly.

"Stay out of this old man, you don't understand. Rose and I are meant to be together. Soulmates, Don't you believe in that shit." He responded with a snicker.

I sighed, I guess it was time to leave anyway. I got up from the bench.

"I believe I must insist you leave." The priest said firmly and I sensed mana starting to leak out from him.

'Appraisal'

{Name: Frank Lawrence}

{Title: Devoted Worshipper of God.}

{Race: Human}

{Power level: 2000}

Huh, so he's in the middle-class range? A quick appraisal showed all the drunk idiots weren't even low-class. Meaning their asses would be beaten if it came down to a fight.

Mark came and groped Rose with a smirk.

"Come make me old man."

This was so cliche. Like why even bother. I guess I could help out since she had been kind enough to help me out and also the fact my angelic instincts were going slightly mad.

I walked up to them and deadpanned.

Then I released my mana and condensed its focus on them solely. Their bodies smashed to the ground and they gasped for air. A little trick I copied from Shanu, condensing mana and directing it somewhere can make weaker beings fold.

The priest looked at me in horror, before seemingly sensing something and gasping as Sister Rose's necklace started glowing. He kneeled. Gazing up at me in worship, as if he had just found something he had been looking for his whole life. Tears started pouring out of his eyes.

Sister Rose looked down in shock and then back at me with shock in her eyes.

"A-angel?!" She exclaimed in disbelief. Before falling to her knees with an almost scary amount of reverence in her eyes.

Oh shit.

I had only intended to make these guys shit themselves and then leave. How the fuck did they know? That necklace was glowing, did it have something to do with that?

Ok, time to dip.

I stopped applying pressure with my mana and the men started gasping for air, looking terrified. Wait? Was that piss? A suspicious yellow liquid came out from under them.

"W-wait please!" Sister Rose shouted but I disappeared from the church.

Going back to the beach and into my pocket dimension.

That was enough exploration for now.

-Scene Break-

I watched Avael bat away Ariel's fire lance and sent a kick forcing Ariel to raise her large shield and block. I sipped the Pina Colada I was holding while I lazed on a sun bed I had stolen from the beach.

It had been a week since I had arrived in America and I found myself here watching my angels spar. I found they tried a lot harder when I was watching and praising them so I made it a part of my daily routine to spend some time observing them.

There was also the fact I didn't want to create my own Lucifer by accidentally neglecting them a bit too much while I ran around playing with the human world. I ain't God and I certainly don't want my own mini civil war due to a neglected child throwing a temper tantrum.

I hadn't been out to the human world since I accidentally exposed myself, I blame that weird calming effect the church had. I didn't want to be chased around by a bunch of old dudes proclaiming me as a herald of God.

Ariel was sent back by Avael's powerful kick, shooting forward with a spinning lance of fire and hit Avael's hastily erected shield without hesitation.

They weren't using any magic since this was meant to be a physical spar only.

Avael sent a kick out, hitting Ariel's knee and causing her to briefly lose her footing. Then she proceeded to bash the poor Ariel into a dozen trees. Despite this, she had the audacity to look sorrowful.

Avael had proven herself the most skilled and frequent winner of these 'little' spars.

"Sister! I'm sorryyyyy." Avael whined cutely.

My lips twitched in amusement. It was cute moments like these that would make a normal man assume that they were the epitome of innocence. I'm sure I would also feel that way if I hadn't seen them wiping out multiple city blocks during the battle with Namara.

Avael ran over to check on Ariel.

I took a few more ten dollar bills. I was mainly using the system credit transfer to exchange for dollars since the large amount of gold I had stolen wasn't exactly easy to sell. I had a huge amount of Indian Rupees since Shanu had helped me exchange a bunch over there but I had no contacts in America.

Thinking back to Sally I smiled, taking a sip of my Pina Colada only to spit it out as I finally recognised her. I stood up. Dropping my Pina Colada carelessly to the ground.

Holy shit.

Sally Jackson, Percy Jackson. Greek gods. Camp half-blood.

Oh my dear father in heaven!

Why was the world of Percy Jackson in DxD? Or was it?

It could just be a big misunderstanding. Perhaps it just so happened that there was a Sally Jackson that was very liked by a sea god. Sally isn't exactly an uncommon name.

I'm pretty sure now thinking about it. New York was the territory of the Greek gods, so that meant the sea god was probably also Poseidon. Then again Poseidon was a bit of a whore so it could just be one really fucked up coincidence.

I wasn't too worried since I'm pretty sure the Greek Gods were heavily bound to a mortal form when interacting with the human world. I think most Gods were bound to a mortal form when interacting with the mortal world.

Which didn't make them any less dangerous. Since I'm sure Shanu said that they were heavily punished if they entered their divine form either by their own pantheon or something else I wasn't sure, though it did boost my confidence.

There was only one way to confirm it. Camp-Half Blood. If I could find it then it meant somehow the world of Percy Jackson had merged with dxd. Which was a crazy thought.

If that was the case then had any more worlds merged with Dxd? That was a worrying thought.

"Avael, I'm going out. Take care of your siblings." I ordered, putting on a shirt.

"O-ok, be safe dadd- little brother." Avael responded, caught off guard by my sudden decision.

I poked my head out and was met with a massive storm. Stepping out onto the beach, a giant wave nearly engulfed me. The sunny beach engulfed in water as lightning thundered crazily.

My shirt was soaked and I created a dome of hot light that burned the massive wave that nearly swept me away. Splitting it and allowing myself to float into the air. The rain pouring down was so thick I could barely see.

Smacking my lips I tasted divinity in the air, a tremendous amount of it. Which wasn't exactly hard to sense when it was everywhere. A lightning bolt smashed down on top of me and I had to dodge.

While the weather wasn't ideal I still wanted to go see if I had to worry about a merging of worlds. With that in mind I took off to the location where camp half blood should be located. Theoretically at least.

Montauk, at the end of Long Island.

It was time to see if I was going to have to worry about a certain Time Titan trying to get back at his shitty kids.

-{Percy Jackson}-

Percy Jackson panicked as he looked back through the car window, a massive hulking humanoid with a bulkhead and glowing red eyes was chasing them at insane speeds.

Small trees were demolished as the humanoid bull smashed through them easily.

"Mom, drive faster," Percy begged, idly debating if becoming a devout Christian would solve this mess.

Sally Jackson didn't reply, instead focusing on not crashing off the unstable road. She cursed the shitness of Gabe's choice of car as she hit max speed. Percy watched as the Humanoid bull disappeared into the dark of night.

He curled up.

'What the hell was that.' He thought in a panic.

His whole perception of normality had just been shattered. He looked through the window at the sky, lightning thundered wildly. Striking down every few seconds.

Something wasn't right about this night. The rain made it hard to see anything as Sally Jackson tried her best to navigate through it.

Sally sent a pleading gaze up towards the sky, alas her silent prayer wasn't answered.

Percy in the midst of his mental crisis, spotted a gleam of red light outside. He could only turn towards the window, mouth open as out of the shadows came the humanoid bull. His mouth opened but nothing came out as the car was slammed into.

The Minotaur struck it with such force that the car was sent careening off the road, flipping over multiple times. Percy gasped, unbuckling his belt. The Minotaur made menacing sounds as it approached towards them.

"Mom?" Percy called out.

Dropping to the ground only to spin around as the door was ripped open.

Percy tried to back away from it only for his foot to be grasped tightly by the Minotaur, seconds later he was sent through the air and into a particularly large tree.

He groaned as his back burned with pain.

The sound of his mom screaming made his mind sharpen, digging into his pockets frantically he grabbed Anaklusmos. The unassuming pen transformed into an impressive looking sword.

He ran faster than ever before. Roaring at the Minotaur that was about to crush his mother into a pulp. Jumping he roared with strength, slicing the sword through the minotaurs back.

The Minotaur dropped sally as it roared in pain, turning around and punching Percy directly in the face. Percy was sent flying back, his mouth leaking blood. He landed into a heap of entangled limbs.

There the muscular Minotaur stood, getting a closer look revealed massive bulging muscles.

"Jesus, taking that many steroids can't be healthy." Percy gasped out.

The Minotaur charged him, forcing Percy to get back up despite the pain flaring through his entire body. With the sword raised and absolutely no fucking clue what he was doing, Percy charged back.

A bulky arm shot out towards Percy, making him narrowly dodge it. Nearly stumbling over his own feet. He swung his sword, getting a small cut before jumping back as the Minotaur fist tore the ground he had been standing on.

Percy felt the pain disappear as the water from the storm acted strangely around him. The Minotaur roared in fury and ran towards him. Percy sucked in a breath and mustered up his courage.

Ducking under the fist hurtling towards him, Percy swung his sword horizontally, relying on his instincts. The Minotaur roared in pain, but before Percy could strike again, a massive knee collided with his face.

Blood splattered out of the now broken nose, which astonishingly began to heal slowly. Percy was sent flying back through multiple trees. Anaklusmos had fallen out of his loosened grip and was stuck into a tree.

Percy groaned, his eyesight filled with blood. He stumbled up as the Minotaur charged through the forest towards him. Wiping the blood off his face he tried to run over to his sword.

He was barely able to grab the sword before he barely ducked under a fist the size of his torso which easily smashed through the tree, causing it to fall down. Acting quickly he swiped his sword causing a massive cut on the minotaurs lower torso.

It roared in rage and tried to stomp on Percy, who quickly rolled back. Watching the ground explode from the sheer strength making Percy wince. His eyes briefly drifted away as he wondered if he should try to run.

He didn't have much time to think as the large Minotaur was on him again, the creature suddenly gained a red fiery glow. Its eyes glowing faintly. Making the Minotaur look downright demonic.

Percy gulped.

"I don't suppose an apology would work?" He asked, only to be met with a much faster punch that minutely dodged in time.

A punch came a second later, one he couldn't dodge. He barely managed to raise his fists in defence as he shot back. His bones creaked and even faintly cracked as he was barely able to land on his feet, skidding back.

Percy grimaced in pain, trying to keep the tears out of his eyes as he glanced down at his swollen forearms. Loosely grabbing his sword he glared back at the Minotaur.

There was a brief stare down before they both shot forwards.

Percy grit his teeth. Glaring at the Minotaur, his green eyes glowing slightly and shining with pure defiance. The Minotaur roared, loud enough that Percy could feel it reverberating within his bones.

He screamed back in pure refusal to submit.

"Fuck you! You overgrown overrated fucking cow."

Percy shot forward, trying his best to ignore the pain. The Minotaur responded. Percy strangely felt the water drops from the pouring rain move as the minotaurs bulky fist came down trying to pulverise him.

With this Percy was able to track where the fist was projecting to as he fell into a trance. Sliding he slashed faster than he had before, across the minotaurs torso and spinning away from the kick sent his way.

Using the momentum of the spin he slashed towards its throat only to miss as it backed away. The Minotaur stomped and the ground exploded, making Percy lose his footing.

"Oh shit-" Percy muttered.

A fist lined with a red glow smashed into him. Percy spit out blood as he was sent bouncing back through the trees and into a cluttered pile of limbs. Luckily he learnt his lesson and kept a tight hold of his weapon.

Blood spilled out of his mouth as the rain came to his rescue. Getting up shakily one more time Percy knew this was his last chance, he needed to defeat it this time.

Percy could see the Minotaur was injured too, black blood seeping out from the large gashes he had made with his sword.

'You can do this Percy' he thought even as he silently cried from the sheer pain he felt through his body.

Percy charged with a limp and the Minotaur roared, also having a slight limp as it charged.

This was the final stand.

The last chance Percy had to win or be killed-

"Excuse me." A voice interrupted.

Percy came sliding to a stop as the Minotaur slowed down, eyeing the newcomer warily. There stood a boy a few years older than him. Blonde hair and hazel eyes that glanced around boredly.

As if there wasn't a big fucking Minotaur with a demonic aura glaring at him.

"I know this is a bit sudden, but can you help me? I think I'm lost." The boy said, holding up a comically large map.

Like seriously use google maps dude.

Percy felt himself grow baffled at this whole situation. He swore for a second he even saw the fearsome Minotaur scratch its head in confusion.

"Is this a bad time?" He asked after an awkward silence.

"Wait, no help. Call the police." Percy shouted.

The blonde haired teen looked around in confusion.

"Why?"

"B-because there's a monster attacking us?" Percy asked, somewhat unsure.

"What are the police going to do about it?" He questioned curiously.

Percy didn't know how to answer that.

The minotaur finally regained its bearings, roaring loudly and charging towards the new-comer. Percy grit his teeth to try calming his nerves.

"Watch out!" Percy shouted.

The new-comer raised his hand and caught the punch sent his way, his arm only being forced back a little bit which earned an impressed look.

"Huh, you must have an insane strength stat. That's dope." The older boy mused.

A second later, a huge shockwave erupted, sending Percy flying back and crashing into a tree. His strength faded as the last thing he saw was the demolished form of the Minotaur and the massive crater formed.

The blonde haired teen looked slightly bashful.

"I think I hit him too hard."

Percy fell into unconsciousness.

-END-

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