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

Four Months Later

With a well practiced flourish Bright completes the final letter of the document. Keeping it a an optimal distance from her eyes she inspects her handiwork and nods in approval.

20 tons of dragon lands next to her, the wind shaking her hair but not the document. "Had fun?" She asks.

"You betcha!" Ddraig gloats, a necklace of flowers bigger than full-grown humans around his neck, a hat made from the skull of a lizard-like creature on his head and a cigar in his mouth that released blue smoke. "This place, Creation, is great! I fully support finding a way to the real one! Think you can use your Solar bullshit to give me back a material body?"

"I will see what I can do." Bright calmly puts the document inside a bag.

"So, where is the brat?" Ddraig scans the area. With his enhanced vision it doesn't take long for him to find the figure of Issei, diligently performing martial arts katas four kilometers away. "Martial arts again?"

"He is meditating to raise his Essence, and he found out he can clear his mind better while training. Honestly." She huffs, a hand over her cheek. "Even if it's not one of his Favored Abilities, he shows a remarkable dedication to it. At least, I suppose persevering in a field in which he has no talent may allow him to understand more about it than another person with talent."

"You call that no talent?" Ddraig sounds skeptical. "Maybe among your Exalt dudes, but to the rest of the world that's so fast it's simply unreal. Anything else?"

"I imparted into his thick skull the importance of dodging-" Ddraig snickers hearing that. "Improved his skills with weapons, and train his frankly unimpressive mental skills."

"Mhm." He hums. "Are you going to keep this special training up for much longer?"

"Once he finishes this, I will let him wake up." She shifts her legs, the ice reflecting red flashes as her hair move. "Anymore would strain his soul too much."

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"Aaah..." You release a frosty breath, your body shifting from kata to kata like water in a river. You're learned since a long time to ignore the cold biting at your half-naked flesh.

How long?

Doesn't matter.

You learned to ignore the need for food.

You learned to ignore the need to sleep.

You learned to ignore fatigue.

The only things in your mind nowadays...are your soul and your body.

Martial Arts are a good method to study both.

You eyes shot open, the irises glowing like miniature suns.

Your fist cleaves through the air.

And your Anima Banner burns around you brighter than ever as the Dragon within your roar.

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You slowly open your eyes, feeling sensations from your (real) body coming back to you as if you didn't experience them for centuries. You aren't in pain, and nothing feel wrong or out of place. Good.

The ceiling is unfamiliar, but from the sensation of the sheets over your body you deduce you're in a bed

"Ooh? You're finally awake? How lucky it happened right now." A cheerful voice says.

Your turn your head to look at the speaker.



The first thing that you notice, is how he can pass for the male, and older, clone of Rias.

The second is the tremendous feeling of power concealed behind a friendly disposition, telling you to pissing him off in any way will be a horrible, horrible idea.

"How are you feeling? You were asleep for five days. Azazel said physically you're fine, but that it was like you were having a dream from which you couldn't wake up."

An appropriate description. "I'm good." You reply after testing the response of your muscles. "You're Maou Sirzechs Lucifer, Rias' brother right?"

"Oh?" An intrigued light appears in his eyes. "What gave me away?"

"Your resemblance to Rias." A pause. "And the fact the robes you're wearing can only be worn by the one who hold the name of [Lucifer]. A practice started by the Original Lucifer since the founding of Hell's Reign."

Sirzechs' smile widens. "Very, very good. I'm pleased at your knowledge, even if a human knowing such obscure details of Hell's history is a little odd. That's fine however. You're interesting as the rumors say, Hyodo Issei."

You nod and sit up. "A pleasure to meet you." You look around, noticing for the first time the room you're in is bare of pretty much anything beside a locker. "Where I am, and in how much trouble I am?"

"You're in a local hospital, that is by the way one of my family's proprieties." He chuckles. "And for troubles, do you mean your defeat of Raiser Phenex?"

"This is at the top of the list, beside starting a supernatural fight near the school and setting most of the surroundings on fire." You shrug. "I'm not sorry, but I am ready to face the consequences."

He nods in approval. "Indeed. Assault at the scion of an influential family like the Phenex can be considered a grave offense."

His smile turns devilishly. "It just so happened that two interesting items fell into my hands after the incident. The first is a magical recording of the fight made by my Pawn Beowulf, completed of audio."

He seeks inside his robes. "The second, is something that your familiar, how did you manage to contract a Yatagarasu anyway, gave to Rias after the battle."

What he takes out...is an old-style recorder.

He press the "Start" button.

"CLICK-I will take Rias back to the underworld, even if I have to burn you and all of her servants!"

"You're joking, right? No matter how you spin it, that's murder. Do you really think there will be no consequences if you kill the entire peerage of another High-class Devil?"

"She will not need them anyway. Her role will be to be my docile and devoted wife. There is no need for her to fight. Me and my Peerage will fight in the Rating Games and bring glory to the house of Phenex-CLICK"

He stops the recording.

You stare at the object with wide eyes. "My familiar is, pardon the pun, a devil." Where she even found a recorder?

"Pun pardoned. Women are scary, and dedicated women even more. I know." He chuckles. "After hearing it, my father was most displeased at the young Phenex's attitude. He agreed to the marriage as a favor to the head of the Phenex house, an old friend, but for a Gremory family is more important than friendship. The Phenex patriarch apologized too. As a result, the whole marriage business was cancelled."

"That's great, but I promised to Rias that I would leave it to her. Not that I knew what it was at the time." You groan. "I will need to apologize."

"I'm sure she will find a way." He tosses the recorder in the air and catches it again. "There was only a minor incident."

"What?"

He grins. "Somehow, the recording of the battle found its way on the Underworld's equivalent of Earth's Internet. Not even a hour later, it went viral."

Both your eyebrows start twitching. "And I am sure there are plenty of witnesses ready to swear you were doing something completely unrelated when it happened?"

"All of tested and proved honesty."

"You're a magnificent Devil."

"Why, thank you!" His smile is completely innocent.

You scratch your head. "So...it really went viral?"

"Oh yes. Not only it was viewed more than most of the more famous recent Rating Games, but your speech about the way Devil Society is changing has a great success among many Low Class, Middle Class and Reincarnated Devils that experienced discrimination from the Pure-blood Families. You had become a hero for them: they call you the [Solar Dragon Emperor]."

"Seem like I will really become the Taiyoryuutei instead of the Sekiryuutei." You smile before grimacing. "While on the other hand the Pure-blood families want my head?"

"Mmh, yes, I suppose they do." He grins. "When they're not busy shitting their panties."

"Eh?"

"Come on, what did you expect?" He laughs. "You, who hold the soul of Ddraig, transformed into a Dragon! There are even theories that the human Hyodo Issei is in truth Ddraig himself, who escaped from the Sacred Gear and took the guise of a human. Pretty much all the survivors of the Great War are scared shitless of the Heavenly Dragons. Their anger at you is nothing compared to their fear of having a full-powered Heavenly Dragon knocking at their doors."

"That's ridiculous." You shake your head. "It will take a lot of time before I am even half that strong. Wait, are you saying I did all that, and I am getting off scot-free?"

Sirzechs grimaces. "Not exactly: Sona Sitri suspended you for a month. The official reason is that you had a fight in the school premise with delinquents from another school. The real reason...includes the word [idiot] repeated quite a lot of times."

'Aww, crap.' "I deserved that. At least now I have all the time I need to take the History Compilation Committee's requests."

"In that case, you will happy to know Azazel will be busy for a while because of complications back home. So he's letting you free."

"Good." You then realize something. "Okay, maybe I should have asked at the beginning, but why are you here in my room? I expected to find Mittelt, or Asia, or Eiko, or...you got the idea."

A playful light appears in his eyes. "And they were there: along with Rias, Akeno and Koneko, they all waited at your bedside for you to wake up. It took a lot to convince them to sleep in a real bed. Today I just came to check you, and lucky me you woke up while I was there." He smiles.

"Rias has told me a lot about you." Sirzechs says conversationally. "She has written many letters to me regarding the extraordinary human that came into her life and turned it upside down." He tilts his head. "Why, hearing about what you are capable of one has to wonder if you are even human at all."

You frown slightly. Sirzechs seems to know what you are thinking and smiles. "She didn't tell me anything, if that is what you're thinking. But there were hints in her letters about how you have a secret, a big one. Call me curious."

You ponder about the best way to answer it. "Tell me something: were you the one that made my training with Azazel possible? And did you make so I will not receive retaliations for defeating Raiser and cancelling the marriage?"

He nods two times.

You sigh. "Then I suppose it's only fair I repair my debt."

You tell him the exact story you told Rias and her peerage after saving Asia. At the end he is looking at you with wonder and what feel almost awe.

"You're not joking." He grins. "There have always been theories about the possibility of other dimensions beside Earth, Heaven and the Underworld. During the Great War, there were even stories about a monster that came from beyond the Dimensional Gap and attacked Heaven, but no proofs were even found."

"The same in Creation. The only thing beyond the borders of the world was the Wyld, and the only beings living there where intelligent masses of energy that wanted to destroy anything with a fixed form."

"Rias was right, this secret is definitely big." His eyes twinkle. "Who would have thought, that a human blessed with a Longinus would also received an ability of equal if not superior power from the god of another world. Does this make you the equivalent of a Saint?"

"Uhm, nope. If anything, this make me similar to a member of a peerage." You retort back.

"Eh?" He looks confused.

"You compared the Unconquered Sun with the God from the Bible, right? That's actually wrong: Ignis Divine didn't build Creation, the Primordials did it. Among the gods created by the Primordials, he was the final creation of Theion, their King, a being conceived to incarnate light, glory and perfection. More of less like Lucifer is described in the Bible before his fall." You tilt your head. "[The Light-bringer, the most perfect creation of God]. There is a reason the Sun is also called the Daystar. And like Lucifer, the Unconquered Sun planned a rebellion against his creators. The only differences, is that he was in the right and won at the end."

Sirzechs Lucifer stares at you.

Then he bursts out laughing.

"Ahahahaha! That-That's rich! This-Ahahaha!-is the best! Ahahaha!" He holds his sides. "The moment I think I understood you, you turn my preconceptions upside down. Ahahaha!"

"Yes, it happens quite often recently." You scratch your head in embarrassment.

"Ahah, ah...But it's not a bad thing." He finally calms down. "I won't lie: I expect a lot from you Hyodo Issei." He smiles. "And yet, you just opened up many more possibilities. I can't wait to see what you will become. Savior? Tyrant?"

You scoff. "Tyrants don't last long. I want to live a long life, thank you very much. I may be a little selfish, but I know where to draw the line."

He nods in approval. "Then I hope you will never lose your way. Well, I think it's time I inform the others you're awake." He stands up. "Oh, I almost forgot."

He hands you a bank check. "This is from Azazel, as a reward for your efforts."

"You mean, he was serious when he said he would pay me?!"

"Azazel rarely lies." He tilts his head. "Much."

As he leaves the room you look at the check.

Your eyes bulge out of your skull.

50'000'000 yen!?!?!

[] Write-in.
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This post was meant to be longer.

But I'm tired, so I divided it into two.