Trials of the God-Harem King [Highschool DxD/Exalted] (CLOSED)

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With a crisp 'click!' the final piece falls into place.

Bright Shattered Ice observes the tool she just finished to craft under the laboratory's focused light. At first glance it's only a steel cylinder, but inside it holds a great number of miniaturized part that allow vary functions.

It's a perfect replica of one of the tools used by Azazel during his study of Boosted Gear.

For not the first time Bright finds herself reflecting on the strange situation she found herself in.

She remembers attending one of the bigger celebration for Calibration of the last three centuries.

She remembers being ambushed together with her peers by endless troops of Dragon-blooded, their Lunar Mates nowhere to be seen.

She remembers slaughtering thousands of the traitors, even Warstriders being destroyed by the might of her sword, before finally dying.

She remembers strange flashes of memories not her own, one of which was the armies of the Fair Folk marching on Creation and destroying almost all of it before being repelled by the Ream's defense weapons left behind.

She remembers darkness.

She remembers waking up and finding herself inside her beloved Tzatli, completely devoid of people beside a strange Elemental that looked as shocked as her. Learning the truth of her new condition was...shocking, and that's an euphemism.

Yes, Bright Shattered Ice once again finds herself wondering how a cluster of remaining memories could have gained sentience.

That's right.

No matter how she wishes otherwise, she knows her soul didn't remained attached to her Exaltation.

Exaltations don't work like that.

She should knows. Autochthon itself explained in details the process to her during her apprenticeship.

Just like they can completely and suddenly change a person into a Chosen, the Spark is quick to remove itself upon death to let the soul begins undisturbed the travel into the Wheel of Reincarnation.

The only thing that remains...are the memories of the Exalted that bore the Exaltation.

That's why there is a God for administering the Exaltations. Only, either Lytek made a mistake of incredible proportions or, something prevented him from properly cleansing the Spark.

Either way she is there, in a alien realm that still bore some similarities with Creation, bounded to a newborn Solar so unremarkable that would make anyone, even Malfeas, doubt his status as an Exalt, and that bears an artifact build by a foreign god in his soul, which houses the soul of an ancient dragon-like creature that it's more like a Third Circle Demon than a proper Elemental of Gaia.

So much was lost.

Her smiles turns crooked.

And yet...so much can be gained.

Her studies of the Sacred Gear and Ddraig's soul promised that.

Power that would be unattainable back in Creation. An incompetent worm that, yet, shows a hidden talent into doing the unthinkable and succeed thanks to pure, simple and unstoppable determination. A reality that isn't tightly controlled by the Pattern Spiders and is much, much more malleable.

Just memories or not, this is an opportunity that she can't, in the name of all those who died, let go to waste. No matter how many blasphemous acts she will need to do, she will gather enough power.

Enough power to bend reality and reach Creation.

Enough power to destroy the Dragon-blooded, exterminating every and each one of them.

Enough power to save the other Solar Exaltations and make things right once again.

Yes, even if the Unconquered Sun himself will oppose her...she will treat him as another obstacle in her righteous path that need to be removed.

Because....only this way the souls of the deceased will find peace.

"Desus..."

Crack!

She looks down at the broken tool in her hand, its destruction caused by her clenching her hand too hard.

With a huff she tosses it away and starts creating a second one.

On another table a ball of green light sits undisturbed, the images of many red armors visible in its center.

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Present Time​

"I have good news Hyodo-kun." Azazel cheerfully informs you, completely ignoring the death's glare. "Two to be precise: the first is that the special training went even better than anticipated. Your body underwent changes that should have taken weeks, even months to achieve. You're very sturdy, apart from the longer life you have nothing to envy compared to a Devil or Angel."

"I've noticed." You raise your shirt and look down at your six pack abs.

Yes, you now have a six pack abs. How cool is that?

"The second good news is that you have the rest of the day completely free." He takes an iPad and starts typing. "I will need some time to organize the data I gathered, so you can doing whatever you want until I finish."

And just like that he walks away, without waiting for your answer.

[What a dick.]

Even Ddraig says so.

[What do you want to do now partner?]

"Obviously, what I decided to do." You reply with a snort.

[X] Talk things over with the girls. If Ragnarok poses a greater threat than Snake, it may be prudent to investigate Snake and see if they would make better allies than enemies. If so, we should work with them to keep Ragnarok out of the city. And if our massive Solar Charisma manages to net us a bunch of followers, so much the better.

"You're gonna busting heads? I'm coming!" Yang grins like a lunatic before head-locking Ruby. "This will be a great first time for you sis!"

"I didn't say that I want to come." Ruby replies with a scowl.

Yang raises an eyebrow.

"...Okay, I want to come." Ruby rolls her eyes and smiles. "But come on Yang: if I wasn't super sure you care for me, I would think you are pushing me down a bad path."

Technically she is. But then, their circumstances aren't normal.

"I pass." Mittelt waves her hand lazily without looking up from her fashion magazine. "They're normal humans right? Me participating would be overkill."

"Uh, uhm..." Asia hesitates. "I would like to come, but I don't think I can be useful in a fight..."

"No no, you are. You're the only one of us capable of healing." You rub her head, causing her to smile. "However this will be a minor fight without risk of death. There is no need for you to get involved. We will simply send those hurt to the hospital."

"Hai! Good luck!" She nods.

"You said Snake will soon confront this 'Ragnarok' in an all-out fight?" Upon your confirmation she hits both fists together. "Then let's wait for the day and then beat the whole Snake black and blue. And when Ragnarok arrives, we do the same to them!"

"Uh, that's a plan." You scratch your head. "However, if Ragnarok is more of a danger than Snake we may need to prioritize."

-- [X] Ask Eiko for a report on what sorts of crimes she saw the Snakes planning or committing. If they are too much trouble then we should probably just get rid of both of them.

"Extortion, harassment of younglings and old people for entertainment, defacing houses with horrible pictures and disturbing merchants' work." Eiko counts off her fingers. "They also take money from the owners of shops without offering something in return."

"On second thought, there is no need to compromise." You deadpan. "We go there, beat them and wait for Ragnarok to come: if they're as bad, we beat them too."

"Great!" Yang fist-bumps. "But if we are preparing a raid there are special preparations to do." She grabs your arm. "Me and Ise will gather the necessary. Wait for us!" She waves at the other girls before dragging you away and outside the facility."

Five minutes later, as you're onboard the train, you finally ask. "So, what kind of special preparations we need?"

"No one."

You blink. "Excuse me?"

She grins. "That was a lie. I just wanted to enjoy a date together with Ise, now that we don't have training."

"...You know, you could have just asked." You point out. "I would have say yes."

"Ah, but this way it's more exciting." Her smile is like a cunning fox. "It's like we have a secret affair."

In your experience being honest is better. Yet...you can't help but be curious: would the addition of a seemly minor detail truly add spicy to the experience?

Well, trying wouldn't hurt, right? You show her an amused smile. "Oh? Does this mean you have wicked intentions toward me? How scandalous!"

"Please Sir Ise!" She fakes being scandalized. "I'm not that kind of woman!"

You both burst out laughing, completely ignoring the disapproving glances from the other passengers.

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"The new film with Cameron Diaz is out! I want to see it!" Yang points at the list.

"Uhm..." You scroll down your finger. "This one."

" 'The Man with the Iron Fists' ?" She chuckles. "You like films like that?"

"I confess I started watching them after starting training in martial arts." You reply. "They are a good source of inspiration."

"Only you Ise. Only you." Yang shakes her head but smile.

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You stare at the massive cup of ice-cream in Yang's hands. "I heard about sweet tooth, but my God."

"I do a lot of exercise, so I can indulge in it all I want." She begins demolishing it at a steady pace. "Ruby is even worse: if you put cookies in front of her, she inhale them."

"I need to see it. What kind of cookies?"

"Chocolate."

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"That was fun." Yang stretches, making her chest do interesting things.

"Being kicked out because we kept laughing at the weird fishes in the aquarium was fun?" You grin. "Okay yes it was fun."

You look at the watch. "We still have time. Is there anywhere else you want to go?"

"Mmh..." She hums. "There is a final place I want to visit."

"What is it?"

With a mischievous smile she leans forward and whispers into your ear.

Your eyes widen.

You were so waiting for this.

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The place Yang wanted to visit...is the district full of hotels where you can rest from one to three hours at a cheap price.

In other words, they're [love hotels].

If there are doubts about Yang's intentions, only an idiot would question them.

You pay for the room, managing not to blush at the female clerk winking at you, and follow Yang.

Once you reach your destination you enter and close the door.

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