DxD: Dungeons and Demons

Devil Magic: You have a pool of magical power that can be used to activate your clan abilities and to cast ANY spell from the Sorcerer list. When casting a spell, you must spend 1 point from your Devil Magic pool for each level of the spell you are casting, note: you must also be of the appropriate level to cast the spell.

You have an amount of magic equal to 10 times your character level.

Devil Wings: You can summon two large wings of fire that give you a flight speed of 60 feet per second. (Changed by the Mutated Clan Trait.)

Vulnerable to Holy Magic, Light Magic, and any magic that duplicates their effects. You take an additional 50% damage from Holy and Light magic.

You are given a little background.

You are Gaius. Heir to the Decarabia and Malthus clans. Hundreds of years ago, during a civil war, both clans sadly died out... and you were doomed to die, surrounded by assassins on all sides, but in this iteration of history, a time anomaly took you and your killers and threw you roughly 500 years into the future.

You will have to fight 6 mid-class devils, 5 of which are level 6 and the last one is level 8.

You will receive a sword of your choice and gain skill in wielding it thanks to your Malthus clan trait.

"Long sword".

Confirmed. Are you done with character creation?

"- Yes."

Initialization. Due to the difficulty of the situation after your transfer, you will be provided with additional electrums in case of survival. Be prepared for combat. Please note that you will be given a 10-second handicap to adapt.

Task received!

The task was forcibly collapsed.

In the blink of an eye, I find myself on a broken road, with tufts of grass growing unevenly from the ground. Trees grow right through buildings here and there, and around me, six figures stand frozen, swords in hand, and one has a magic circle in front of his hand, with a shard of ice forming in front of it.

I immediately cast two spells on myself: the first was magical armor, and the second was a simple shield spell.

An invisible, weightless armor surrounds my torso, and a large, round, invisible shield begins to hover around me.

I draw my sword and change my position, my eyes narrowing.

Ten seconds passed and the devils rushed at me with a roar.

I activate demonic magic to cast the second tier spell "Cat's Grace" and my speed nearly doubles. Two blasts of dark fire burst out from my back, forming wings.

My strength and stamina quickly increase, casting the spells Bull's Strength and Bear's Endurance respectively. I charge forward, and my blade pierces the side of one of the devils as I rush past it.

Another assassin lunges at me from behind, but I flap my wings and dive back, narrowly avoiding the blow.

A black and white beam shoots out of my hand, slamming into the back of the guy I just passed, and he screams as he falls forward, his cape burned away and his back charred.

One of the devils dives down, swinging his sword from top to bottom, deciding to attack me from the air.

I am engulfed in flames, the fire spreading in all directions as I raise my hand and two beams strike him in the chest, knocking him back. His skin is scorched and charred as I swing my blade and decapitate him.

The next attacker's blade is reflected off my invisible barriers.

Then a wave of ice crashes into my body, throwing me back and slamming me into the nearest tree, causing me to spit out a clot of blood from my mouth.

I cast a frost resistance spell and burst out of the rubble, roaring in anger as I swing my arm. One of the assassins bursts into flames, and the flames arc towards the rest of the attackers, but they are much weaker than the original and barely burn the final target.

A flurry of icy needles pierce my body, but most of them are absorbed by my magic or evaporate into the blazing aura.

I put my hand forward and the horribly burned devil is pierced by a beam of fire right in the chest, and the second one hits his friend

My wounds begin to heal quickly, covered in fire, and I lunge to the side, barely avoiding a stream of pressurized water.

My blow is deflected out of hand, and the arm is severed by the axe. A tendril of black fire erupts from the stump as I spin and plunge my blade into the devil's throat, tearing it out in a spray of blood.

"- Three down... three left," I say out loud as my arm slowly begins to heal.

The three remaining assassins watch me cautiously.

My eyes widen and I am forced to throw my body out of the path of the ice spike.

The second assassin lunges forward and I grab him by the throat, covering him in fire that spreads to the other attacker. I parry his blow, the fire jumping onto him, scorching his body as I push the other devil back. My sword flashes through the air and pierces one of them through the torso.

Suddenly my fire goes out, flickering like a candle flame.

Blood dripped from the corner of my mouth as I looked at the sword in my chest.

Suddenly, the frost runs down my legs, the temperature around me drops, and the remaining assassin stops, holding the ice spear. His eyes widen, his breath comes out in misty gasps, and his clothes begin to freeze.

"- Yes, yes, yes! It's me, Miracle Levia-chan, here to save the day, you stupid troublemakers!"

A girl with long black hair tied into two ponytails and wearing a pink sorceress costume flies out from behind the trees.

She slowly looks around the clearing, her eyes freezing on my pained expression, my armlessness, and the sword in my chest.

There is a threatening pressure all around.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" the woman explodes with indignation, slowly turning to face her remaining opponent. "Hurt a child?!"

"- Damn it!" the devil cursed, and two wings appeared on his back. "- No one told me that damned General Sitri would be here!"

The next moment, his lower body is covered in ice and his wings shatter like glass, causing a cry of pain as the girl appears behind him.

The fire on my hand is steadily spreading as my hand regenerates.

I grab the blade in my torso and pull it out, throwing it to the ground before falling into a sitting position.

I have regeneration like a phoenix. Great. This ability definitely saved my skin... and my arm.

A tired sigh escapes me.

I look up and flinch when I see the girl hovering over me, her eyes wide. "Are you okay! I thought you were going to die!"

She lifts me up with supernatural strength and presses my face to her chest. "- Poor thing! Don't worry, big sister Sera-tan took care of those bad guys who hurt you!"

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Okay. I didn't expect the day to end like this today...

I'm sitting in front of the strongest female devil, sipping tea, and she's currently talking about how cute her little sister is.

This is damn good tea,... to be honest, I used to hate this drink, but now I seem to have changed my mind.

"- Anyway, sorry for blabbering! I can't help it every time I think about my CHARMING So-chan! I don't think I even knew your name."

"- Guy Decarabia."

"- Decarabia?" Her eyes widen slightly.

Memories that aren't technically my own have been steadily falling into place over the last hour or so, so I've mostly just been going with the flow until I can fully comprehend my backstory.