The not so old man on the hill - Prologue
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(AN: tags: HP/DxD, Self-Insert, Castlevania Dark Lord, OP MC, Generic Power Fantasy etc. etc.)
AN2: this an incomplete start of a story that I forgot I had, it needs polish and some rewrites... like it dislike it whatever.
The not so old man on the hillPrologue
Waking up in a place I didn't recognize is really weird.
Feeling the connection to things I should lack the words to explain yet I knew them by heart and will is even weirder.
I felt/saw/knew/tasted/comprehended/… a lot of information in less than a plank second and decided that I am not dealing with this shit.
Looking at the door of the cupboard under the stairs I felt an anger that I am pretty sure wasn't originally mine but at the moment I didn't care and punched the door, making it fly as if was hit by a cannon.
The whale of a man exclaimed in surprise, the woman shouted something that I didn't care to hear.
I forced my presence into reality, stopping them by the second and making them pale the next moment as their body let them feel the most fear possible, they didn't know how or what yet they knew that they were in the most dangerous place in the world.
I looked at the eyes of my so-called aunt, looking at her whole existence, past, present, and future from the moment she was conceived to this exact moment.
"You disgust me and the only reason you are alive is that I have the most basic of standards"
I turned towards the entrance of this shack and opened the door, Death already in attention waiting outside... in a butler outfit? I will have to talk to him in the future about it.
The three of them were still unmoving in fear from my presence and only when I teleported through the Chaos realm they managed to move, Vernon falling in the ground after having a heart attack.
-
Though I was going to leave and not touch the Wizarding World I wasn't a complete asshole to leave my godfather-in-name to rot in prison, I needed to punish the so-called Dark Lord and I am pretty sure my subordinate has words to speak with him.
Teleporting to a field in Ottery St Catchpole at the side of a red-headed kid who jumped at my teleportation and started running away, he tried to carry the rat with him yet with a mere thought of telekinesis the rat flew towards Death's hand.
The kid was fearful of me the pale red-eyed kid... and probably of the skeleton butler.
"Wait!-"
"Nah, bye" I said with a smirk while the darkness of Chaos engulfed me and Death before appearing in one of the infinite number of rooms in Castlevania.
Death threw the rat into a wooden chair before turning back into a human, my mere presence freezing him on the spot.
"So, why don't you start talking Peter, I am sure the Wizarding World is going to love hearing what you have to say" I said to the frozen man that was on the border of fainting of fear.
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I wrote a simple letter, saying that I was a reincarnator, that it took me 10 years to regain my memories, and that using my magic I managed to understand what was going on in the wizardly world before deciding that I was leaving and not dealing with this. The only reason that I was writing this letter and not just disappearing was that I wasn't enough of an asshole to let an innocent man to rot on the closest artificial hell on earth(for humans).
I made copies of the letter and the memories before sending them to all heads of the magical police and all the newspapers through Europe while leaving the rat on the head office of the Internation Confederation of Wizards with the words that the British Ministry couldn't be trusted to keep the rat alive.
My job done I turned towards Death asking "Are those deathly Hallows useful in any way?"
"Foy you master they aren't, in fact if you tried to use the wand it would explode in your hands by your magical power"
"Then we can just leave them where they are since they are useless" I said before grabbing the shard of a soul that was on the scar of my forehead and throwing it towards Death "Your new task kill the idiot that thinks can take my title"
Even if the skull couldn't display expressions I could almost feel the radiating of happiness from him "of course master, he has trying to skip me for far too long and I lacked a proper vessel to carry the deed, originally I put the prophecy on the ether so the kid Harry Potter could kill him but with a proper incarnation I can do it without a problem" He said and with a swing of his hand he killed the distance between him and the magics holding the Voldemort soul pieces to this world.
Truly BS powers… that I can do the same.
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A week has been since I left Peter to the warm care of the International Confederation of Wizards, using Ultimate Vision to look through the grand framework that makes the fate of this world I saw the chaos formed in Europe by the injustice of Sirius's fate, I saw Dumbledore trying to use his magic to find me yet they failed the moment they touched the currents of Chaos.
"Well I need a house now that I think about it" I said sitting on my throne looking through a window of the tower towards the city-size castle floating in the infinite rainbow-kool-aid-looking realm of chaos.
"A House master? Wouldn't bringing Castlevania outside be better?"
"If I wanted war and conquer the world probably but I don't need to do that, a simple manor… an invitation to the ignorants of the outside not knowing the infinite that awaits them inside" I said laughter at the tip of my tongue thinking at the torture and eternal suffering of the futures guests of the castle… 'I am truly not human anymore huh, whatever'
Now where do I place the manor, good ol' Wallachia is occupied by inferior Vampires, and in front of the Greeks which I could kill with an attack… America?… it's better than nothing I guess.
I want a small isolated town with a colder climate, closer to the west coast and to the north… Idaho? Good enough I guess. Gold Valley town, a simple town that was founded when a medium size gold deposit was found in the early 19 century. Small supernatural presence in the form of small clans of druids, shamans, and being primarily controlled by a werewolf pack.
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Werewolf John Carman POV
red eyes and pale skin, smell of blood. 'Vampire' Formal clothing, black cloak with red lining. 'How generic he can be'
"So I want the Hill over there, I will construct a generic gothic mansion and I want you to give me false identity on the mundane world, the deeds of the land and change the records to show that "my family" always owned the land, obviously I am going to pay you so here" he said producing a red bottle in his hand.
"This potion can heal anything, I am going to give you one every week for the next year so what do you say?"
"haha and what is stopping me from just take the potions from you?" I said thinking of him as a simple heir for one of the big wigs on the vampiric factions.
The feeling of the room changed, the shadows of the room darkened, and the pressure of a stronger being pushed everyone to their knees... the smile of the kid twisted in amusement while his red eyes shined with a color of blood.
"HAHAHA! Look here insect, the only reason that you are alive is because I don't want you dead, the only reason your small town is alive its because I haven't the desire to destroy it; but don't confuse desire for capabilities because they are far too different" The kid said.
I couldn't move, I couldn't respond, not even if the whole supernatural side of the town where to fight him we wouldn't win, not even if a great pack leader where to fight him would be able to scratch him.
"So do you understand?" he now in front of me asked.
I barely managed to mutter a yes before the pressure banished and the room returned as how it was originally.
"Good, keep the potion as a downpayment" the kid said before walking out of the room.
The room was silent for more than a minute after he... that left it until one of my pack managed to say "What was that boss?"
the question broke of my fear "Shit, shit, shit"
"some time ago I had the pleasure to see a pure-blood devil from the Pillar families, a High Class from what I heard, seeing her obviously I am far too below them for them to even thought about meeting me, and the power that she displayed wouldn't be better than a baby against him" I told them until I looked at everyone and said "He has to be at the very least an Ultimate I think"
All of their faces twisted while palling.
"Shit, What do we do now?"
"Now? Now we complete the job and hope that he doesn't erase us from existence"
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"Well I need to level up" I said and from a wall of Castlevania a door formed, exactly my size without any kind of markings and only a knob to open it.
"To the Purgatory to train I go" I said and went inside the room.
An empty place, It had simple green pastures like the ones you would see in any stock photo, in its center stood a man if he could be called as such.
Golden armour, a flaming sword in his right hand and a golden claw for his left hand, more than three and a half meters tall, long black hair supernaturally perfectly kept, a light brown for skin colour, and a sharp jaw silently looking at me while a golden aura surrounded his being.
I laughed for a minute just looking at him.
"...Because of course You are going to be the first enemy for a level one Dracula…" I said between laughs trying to control myself.
"What was the quote… Ah yes:" A dark substance started surrounding me as a cloak.
"Come Human! Lets see If you have the skill and power to kill the Monster!" I shouted opening my arms while the infinite of the Realm of Chaos and the Shadowlands came upon this pocket realm.
And from behind him the infinite of the Warp came too and crashed upon mine's burning the darkness.
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"My Lord?" asked in confusion a giant in golden armour as his master stopped moving for five seconds.
For 9.37 seconds he didn't speak before replying.
"I had a dream Constantine, a dream not connected to the Warp, in a fight against a monster in human form, a fight in which I lost" the man said while looking at nothing as if he looked to something beyond mortal sight.
"I need to talk with my sons, truths that I had kept secret for too long"
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"Fucker if it wasn't for the Immortality Essences he would have killed me, fucking Emperor, at least he didn't attack me while I regenerated and cursed his stupidity"
-------(AN:lack of transitions)
*One Year Later*
"Are you sure Master?"
"It's necessary Grimm, I am not anyone's slave and it should be known"
I descended Castlevania, from the regular gothic stone interiors changing to... more gothic stone but different, the stone would be warped, with a changed colour, looping in what should be itself yet not, changing from smooth stone to cracked stone in random spots.
I continued to descend until I found it, the edge of reality, the line where the most basic form of order broke and the pure Realm of Chaos started, the lines in the stone twisted upon themselves until going backward and forwards at the same time.
"Here I come Chaos!" I shouted before jumping into it.
From it strange visions and beings formed before disappearing less than a moment later.
The whole Realm twisted until it formed a being if it could be called as such, a giant wheel of stone, from my energy I didn't know I had started leaving me until forming into 3 stone statues holding 3 orbs.
"If Soma Cruz can do it then I can too!"
---
The dark sun had been reduced to the size of a tennis ball, any attack of mine would destroy it yet I didn't want to destroy Chaos, with my right hand I grabbed the ball and then declared and willed with the Meta Essence of the Binder "YOU ARE MINE, I AM NOT PAWN OF ANYONE, I AM NOW THE LORD OF CHAOS, King of Darkness!!!"
The Chaos Realm twisted in recoil, as if a pulse from where I was standing formed the whole realm changing to another chaotic realm that pretty much no one would understand.
I turned and walked back to my castle, the ball now holding a mark on its perfect black surface, a red dragon.
AN: that sounds so much like a fucking edgelord that I cringed into myself writing this.
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"Grimm I am back! I beat the shit of Chaos and I am now the Lord of Chaos" I said with a twist of my black cloak sticking to myself as ink.
The throne room had three people held in black chains with two of the axe knights at their sides and Death at the side of my throne.
"Ah master perfect, this miscreants decided to come in hot demanding that we submit, the rest of your subjects laughed almost to the point of death, two axe knights defeat them and brought them here waiting for your judgement"
"Oh? Very interesting" I said my presence instilling fear upon the world. I walked forward the tip of my finger merely touching the one to my right causing him to shout in pain before falling down dead, a redish black substance leaving his body forming into a flaming sphere.
I sat on my throne before eating the sphere, tasting it and saying "It tastes bad, ugh karma and sin has rotten the soul but I suppose that doesn't matters to the two of you right?" I said with a smile and my red eyes shining with power.
AN: Unfinished chapter... criticize it or not... its your life.
AN2: this an incomplete start of a story that I forgot I had, it needs polish and some rewrites... like it dislike it whatever.
The not so old man on the hillPrologue
Waking up in a place I didn't recognize is really weird.
Feeling the connection to things I should lack the words to explain yet I knew them by heart and will is even weirder.
I felt/saw/knew/tasted/comprehended/… a lot of information in less than a plank second and decided that I am not dealing with this shit.
Looking at the door of the cupboard under the stairs I felt an anger that I am pretty sure wasn't originally mine but at the moment I didn't care and punched the door, making it fly as if was hit by a cannon.
The whale of a man exclaimed in surprise, the woman shouted something that I didn't care to hear.
I forced my presence into reality, stopping them by the second and making them pale the next moment as their body let them feel the most fear possible, they didn't know how or what yet they knew that they were in the most dangerous place in the world.
I looked at the eyes of my so-called aunt, looking at her whole existence, past, present, and future from the moment she was conceived to this exact moment.
"You disgust me and the only reason you are alive is that I have the most basic of standards"
I turned towards the entrance of this shack and opened the door, Death already in attention waiting outside... in a butler outfit? I will have to talk to him in the future about it.
The three of them were still unmoving in fear from my presence and only when I teleported through the Chaos realm they managed to move, Vernon falling in the ground after having a heart attack.
-
Though I was going to leave and not touch the Wizarding World I wasn't a complete asshole to leave my godfather-in-name to rot in prison, I needed to punish the so-called Dark Lord and I am pretty sure my subordinate has words to speak with him.
Teleporting to a field in Ottery St Catchpole at the side of a red-headed kid who jumped at my teleportation and started running away, he tried to carry the rat with him yet with a mere thought of telekinesis the rat flew towards Death's hand.
The kid was fearful of me the pale red-eyed kid... and probably of the skeleton butler.
"Wait!-"
"Nah, bye" I said with a smirk while the darkness of Chaos engulfed me and Death before appearing in one of the infinite number of rooms in Castlevania.
Death threw the rat into a wooden chair before turning back into a human, my mere presence freezing him on the spot.
"So, why don't you start talking Peter, I am sure the Wizarding World is going to love hearing what you have to say" I said to the frozen man that was on the border of fainting of fear.
------
I wrote a simple letter, saying that I was a reincarnator, that it took me 10 years to regain my memories, and that using my magic I managed to understand what was going on in the wizardly world before deciding that I was leaving and not dealing with this. The only reason that I was writing this letter and not just disappearing was that I wasn't enough of an asshole to let an innocent man to rot on the closest artificial hell on earth(for humans).
I made copies of the letter and the memories before sending them to all heads of the magical police and all the newspapers through Europe while leaving the rat on the head office of the Internation Confederation of Wizards with the words that the British Ministry couldn't be trusted to keep the rat alive.
My job done I turned towards Death asking "Are those deathly Hallows useful in any way?"
"Foy you master they aren't, in fact if you tried to use the wand it would explode in your hands by your magical power"
"Then we can just leave them where they are since they are useless" I said before grabbing the shard of a soul that was on the scar of my forehead and throwing it towards Death "Your new task kill the idiot that thinks can take my title"
Even if the skull couldn't display expressions I could almost feel the radiating of happiness from him "of course master, he has trying to skip me for far too long and I lacked a proper vessel to carry the deed, originally I put the prophecy on the ether so the kid Harry Potter could kill him but with a proper incarnation I can do it without a problem" He said and with a swing of his hand he killed the distance between him and the magics holding the Voldemort soul pieces to this world.
Truly BS powers… that I can do the same.
-----
A week has been since I left Peter to the warm care of the International Confederation of Wizards, using Ultimate Vision to look through the grand framework that makes the fate of this world I saw the chaos formed in Europe by the injustice of Sirius's fate, I saw Dumbledore trying to use his magic to find me yet they failed the moment they touched the currents of Chaos.
"Well I need a house now that I think about it" I said sitting on my throne looking through a window of the tower towards the city-size castle floating in the infinite rainbow-kool-aid-looking realm of chaos.
"A House master? Wouldn't bringing Castlevania outside be better?"
"If I wanted war and conquer the world probably but I don't need to do that, a simple manor… an invitation to the ignorants of the outside not knowing the infinite that awaits them inside" I said laughter at the tip of my tongue thinking at the torture and eternal suffering of the futures guests of the castle… 'I am truly not human anymore huh, whatever'
Now where do I place the manor, good ol' Wallachia is occupied by inferior Vampires, and in front of the Greeks which I could kill with an attack… America?… it's better than nothing I guess.
I want a small isolated town with a colder climate, closer to the west coast and to the north… Idaho? Good enough I guess. Gold Valley town, a simple town that was founded when a medium size gold deposit was found in the early 19 century. Small supernatural presence in the form of small clans of druids, shamans, and being primarily controlled by a werewolf pack.
-----(
Werewolf John Carman POV
red eyes and pale skin, smell of blood. 'Vampire' Formal clothing, black cloak with red lining. 'How generic he can be'
"So I want the Hill over there, I will construct a generic gothic mansion and I want you to give me false identity on the mundane world, the deeds of the land and change the records to show that "my family" always owned the land, obviously I am going to pay you so here" he said producing a red bottle in his hand.
"This potion can heal anything, I am going to give you one every week for the next year so what do you say?"
"haha and what is stopping me from just take the potions from you?" I said thinking of him as a simple heir for one of the big wigs on the vampiric factions.
The feeling of the room changed, the shadows of the room darkened, and the pressure of a stronger being pushed everyone to their knees... the smile of the kid twisted in amusement while his red eyes shined with a color of blood.
"HAHAHA! Look here insect, the only reason that you are alive is because I don't want you dead, the only reason your small town is alive its because I haven't the desire to destroy it; but don't confuse desire for capabilities because they are far too different" The kid said.
I couldn't move, I couldn't respond, not even if the whole supernatural side of the town where to fight him we wouldn't win, not even if a great pack leader where to fight him would be able to scratch him.
"So do you understand?" he now in front of me asked.
I barely managed to mutter a yes before the pressure banished and the room returned as how it was originally.
"Good, keep the potion as a downpayment" the kid said before walking out of the room.
The room was silent for more than a minute after he... that left it until one of my pack managed to say "What was that boss?"
the question broke of my fear "Shit, shit, shit"
"some time ago I had the pleasure to see a pure-blood devil from the Pillar families, a High Class from what I heard, seeing her obviously I am far too below them for them to even thought about meeting me, and the power that she displayed wouldn't be better than a baby against him" I told them until I looked at everyone and said "He has to be at the very least an Ultimate I think"
All of their faces twisted while palling.
"Shit, What do we do now?"
"Now? Now we complete the job and hope that he doesn't erase us from existence"
--------------(
"Well I need to level up" I said and from a wall of Castlevania a door formed, exactly my size without any kind of markings and only a knob to open it.
"To the Purgatory to train I go" I said and went inside the room.
An empty place, It had simple green pastures like the ones you would see in any stock photo, in its center stood a man if he could be called as such.
Golden armour, a flaming sword in his right hand and a golden claw for his left hand, more than three and a half meters tall, long black hair supernaturally perfectly kept, a light brown for skin colour, and a sharp jaw silently looking at me while a golden aura surrounded his being.
I laughed for a minute just looking at him.
"...Because of course You are going to be the first enemy for a level one Dracula…" I said between laughs trying to control myself.
"What was the quote… Ah yes:" A dark substance started surrounding me as a cloak.
"Come Human! Lets see If you have the skill and power to kill the Monster!" I shouted opening my arms while the infinite of the Realm of Chaos and the Shadowlands came upon this pocket realm.
And from behind him the infinite of the Warp came too and crashed upon mine's burning the darkness.
-------
"My Lord?" asked in confusion a giant in golden armour as his master stopped moving for five seconds.
For 9.37 seconds he didn't speak before replying.
"I had a dream Constantine, a dream not connected to the Warp, in a fight against a monster in human form, a fight in which I lost" the man said while looking at nothing as if he looked to something beyond mortal sight.
"I need to talk with my sons, truths that I had kept secret for too long"
-------
"Fucker if it wasn't for the Immortality Essences he would have killed me, fucking Emperor, at least he didn't attack me while I regenerated and cursed his stupidity"
-------(
*One Year Later*
"Are you sure Master?"
"It's necessary Grimm, I am not anyone's slave and it should be known"
I descended Castlevania, from the regular gothic stone interiors changing to... more gothic stone but different, the stone would be warped, with a changed colour, looping in what should be itself yet not, changing from smooth stone to cracked stone in random spots.
I continued to descend until I found it, the edge of reality, the line where the most basic form of order broke and the pure Realm of Chaos started, the lines in the stone twisted upon themselves until going backward and forwards at the same time.
"Here I come Chaos!" I shouted before jumping into it.
From it strange visions and beings formed before disappearing less than a moment later.
The whole Realm twisted until it formed a being if it could be called as such, a giant wheel of stone, from my energy I didn't know I had started leaving me until forming into 3 stone statues holding 3 orbs.
"If Soma Cruz can do it then I can too!"
---
The dark sun had been reduced to the size of a tennis ball, any attack of mine would destroy it yet I didn't want to destroy Chaos, with my right hand I grabbed the ball and then declared and willed with the Meta Essence of the Binder "YOU ARE MINE, I AM NOT PAWN OF ANYONE, I AM NOW THE LORD OF CHAOS, King of Darkness!!!"
The Chaos Realm twisted in recoil, as if a pulse from where I was standing formed the whole realm changing to another chaotic realm that pretty much no one would understand.
I turned and walked back to my castle, the ball now holding a mark on its perfect black surface, a red dragon.
---
"Grimm I am back! I beat the shit of Chaos and I am now the Lord of Chaos" I said with a twist of my black cloak sticking to myself as ink.
The throne room had three people held in black chains with two of the axe knights at their sides and Death at the side of my throne.
"Ah master perfect, this miscreants decided to come in hot demanding that we submit, the rest of your subjects laughed almost to the point of death, two axe knights defeat them and brought them here waiting for your judgement"
"Oh? Very interesting" I said my presence instilling fear upon the world. I walked forward the tip of my finger merely touching the one to my right causing him to shout in pain before falling down dead, a redish black substance leaving his body forming into a flaming sphere.
I sat on my throne before eating the sphere, tasting it and saying "It tastes bad, ugh karma and sin has rotten the soul but I suppose that doesn't matters to the two of you right?" I said with a smile and my red eyes shining with power.
AN: Unfinished chapter... criticize it or not... its your life.