READ THIS IT'S VERY IMPORTANT TO OLD AND NEW READERS/FOLLOWERS

Hello, I'm back with a new story. I had come to realize something while writing fanfiction from the time that I've been away. As you know I've deleted my stories and took a step away from Fanfiction for a couple years. To my old followers the reasoning for this is because even though I had started writing genuinely good stories and ideas I realized something.

I never wrote any of those stories for myself. Everything I had written was because it was cool and I wanted people to react to my unique ideas. I didn't write it purely for myself, so that's why I'm writing this story. I usually don't write Oc Stories but I am now to test something.

I want to test my feelings while writing a story like this. I feel like as if I would be more into writing Fanfiction if I write something for myself instead of writing for other people and for their reactions.

So then I need you guys reading this to understand one thing. Yes, I know its a self-satisfying fantasy wank off. There's no getting around that, so if you're here to say shit don't waste your breath, seriously I was you. However, I've come to stare at fanfiction in a new light and approach it in a different perspective. Knowing this I can write this because of that understanding.

Also, its been a long ass time since I've written anything so some of the grammer, interactions, etc might be weird. Just throw me a bone though, I haven't done this in a while.

Chapter 1: Where the hell?

I had a rough day, work was terrible being a trainer and having a person who literally didn't understand a single thing was a headache. My name was Damien by the way, I had just finished catching up on the new season of One Punch Man, and decided to browse for more anime. My eyes came upon one that I had heard of before.

Reading the synopsis of an anime known a DanMachi, or much better known as "Is it wrong to pick up girls in a dungeon?". From watching the clips of the show I learned about falna, familias and the dungeon they were going the concept was…...unique I wouldn't say it was my kind of anime.

I don't know why but for me, I've become tired of weak characters who get stronger. It's probably because I've seen the concept so many times that I've become bored of it. But the other thing is that the main character probably had something niche that was overpowered making him stronger really fast.

Leaving the page open on the site I used to watch anime I thought to myself. I know that my friends like this show, but for me I probably wouldn't watch it. Lately I noticed that I had become extremely picky in the type of anime I watched. No weak male characters, strong female characters are only okay if they don't have a weak male character to make them seem all that stronger. I hated clingy weak female characters too though, I also hated naive or stupid main characters, although Shirou Emiya because of his "ideals" earned a pass.

Combine that with being weak, and well you would have most male main characters nowadays. I mean I understand that people like that kind of stuff but for me I just can't seem to get into that kind of stuff anymore. I just wanted a competent main character but it seemed that as of late that was too much to ask.

Sighing to myself, I placed on my VR headset instead. I guess I would pass my time with this instead considering the fact that there was nothing for me to watch.

(VR World)

I was currently playing Skyrim Elder Scrolls, a game that I had modded heavily so that I could continue to enjoy it. While the game itself was great, I found the main storyline lackluster not in terms of storytelling but gameplay.

With all the new modded storylines, one can certainly feel how outdated the original content of the game was becoming. Although to me the Dawnguard DLC, was always my go to mainly because I was in love with Serana. After all her VA, is Laura Bailey and combined with the fact that I might be…..well am using the Seranaholic mod.

Yeah, yeah I know I'm starting to sound weird. What can I say? I just really like her character, ever since I played the DLC. She was also pretty powerful with all the buffs and spells I gave her, thanks to the many followers mods.

I glanced around, in a random dungeon that came from being downloaded by a random mod a couple weeks ago which kept the game interesting with new things to do. This game got so much more intense when VR was added.(Pretending there's a futuristic VR system like in Overlord)

The odd thing about Skyrim was that while I had played thousands of hours, there were still new things that I had found in the game. Most of all those things didn't even come from the mods that I had downloaded.

I had just finished the Dawnguard DLC, for the fiftieth time I believe. Glancing down at my arm my stat screen had showed up revealing everything to be maxed out. Not just maxxed out, but set at about seven thousand on everything. Console commands were useful indeed.

My health was set at ten-thousand, magicka(mana because I had downloaded the mod that changed magicka to mana) stood at nine-thousand five hundred. My stamina was at about nine-thousand seven hundred. The funny part was that my character was only level seven, I had a running joke that seven was my lucky number but that's for another day.

This was my hacked playthrough, but while It may have been hacked the difficulty had been pushed to astronomical levels with the help of mods. Like insane that even my character would be given a challenge from fighting the higher tier enemies.

I liked feeling strong, it was the best feeling ever especially when I didn't do anything in real life except work and work. Being a normal person in real life, and being a badass in the video game was something that allowed me to relieve my stress.

Right now I was wearing the Black Desert Online Shudad Armor v2, a beautiful plate armor that glistened with a metallic shine. The helmet curved back creating pikes that curved backwards, the mane was also adorned with spikes that curled backward and covered the mane.

The outlines of the armor was golden, giving my character the look of a royal knight. I also had a White and golden cape attached to the armor. For me I always needed a cape to put on my armors, for some odd reason whenever I had on armor it felt like something was missing without the cape.

Returning my attention to the dungeon that I had been exploring I had wondered where this one came from. There were thousands of dungeons in my game, due to the tons of mods that added many dungeons to this game.

In my right hand, an invisible sword that could only be noticed by the air surrounding it. Looking closely one would see a whirlwind shaped as a sword. Many mods that I had downloaded included the Fate weaponry mod.

If your aren't familiar with Fate/Stay or something like that it's basically an anime about legendary heroes and their weapons. Right now I held Excalibur, it was currently in its sealed state because I didn't want to unleash its full power.

One thing I often did while playing this game was that even though I could play just about any archetype I wanted due to all my skills being hacked I focused on one thing. I mainly played and role-played as a Paladin. The Glowtastic mod, a mod which allowed you to put glowing auras on your character also helped out with the immersion.

At the moment my character was covered with wisps of light bluish energy. Combined with a couple of white and yellow holy auras.

Along with that, my go to mod was Unlimited Blade Works it also came from Fate/Stay but was a separate mod. From what I recall it was a very popular mod, insanely broken as well considering the concept.

In my left hand, the shield of Artorias from Dark Souls. It was a large shield, so large in fact that to call it a greatshield wouldn't be wrong. The shield in the front had a bluish color with a symbol of something that remained a metallic color. The outlines of the shield were also metallic in color. I had many weapons and armor from that game as well, I'm sure your starting to notice the paladin thing I was speaking about earlier now.

I had also remembered that I needed to clean out my inventory, when I had started this game I hacked my weight making it a hundred thousand. Due to this I literally picked up everything I found.

Although I became more mindful about that, considering that I had to watch out for Meridia's Beacon. I didn't particularly hate that quest too much, but goddamn that woman had an annoying voice and it was loud as hell too.

I remembered one night I was just relaxing and playing the game on my PC instead of on VR. While looting a random chest I had accidentally taken the beacon and the voice made me jump out of my seat.

Mind you, I had just seen a horror movie a couple hours earlier so I had a reason to jump like a bitch. Walking through the dungeon, I heard a growl a very familiar one followed by many more. Looking to the right about six Draugr charged towards me.

I didn't even move, using the power from the mod that I had downloaded(Unlimited Blade Works), a dozen swords were formed in the air around me. They shot forward impaling the undead sending them flying and pinning them to the walls.

"I love that mod" I say outloud to myself, something that I do pretty often when playing this game. Walking over to the bodies I stared at the swords that impaled the undead, they were of very high quality.

I felt kind of bad honestly using such high quality weaponry as projectiles, but at the same time it was cool as fuck so that made it alright I guess.

Walking pass the pinned down Draugr, I came upon the usual archaic staircases that lead me deeper into the dungeon. Glancing around I made sure to be aware of any traps that may have been placed in the dungeon.

Although my stats to be honest were high enough that I could ignore most of those things and just walk through them. The only thing I had to slightly worry about was the Draugr Death Overlords. Those things were jacked, including the other high tier Draugrs which were also buffed by the mods I had downloaded. But even then those weren't the most terrifying things in the game.

The real big guys, which came from the Dungeons and Dragons mod I had downloaded were what I was hoping to run into. A good fight it would definitely be, the demons in that mod were insane.

When I made it to the bottom of the staircase I glanced around and walked over to a table and picked up a bag of coins which transported into my inventory.

Stepping away and ignoring the other contents on the table I walked towards the center of the room. But as soon as I did the ground from beneath me fell apart, widening my eyes I began falling.

A loud thud was heard as I noticed my health meter drop about half, which would mean that I had fallen quite a distance. Not to mention if I recall correctly, fall damage in this game was scaled differently so it hurt quite a bit.

Sitting up I noticed multiple skeletons and weapons laying all over the ground. Putting Excalibur in my inventory I held up my right hand and casted Close Wounds, letting out a sigh after my health bar went back up I stood up.

I couldn't see anything outside of a three foot radius, the darkness mod I had downloaded was certainly taking effect now. Excalibur returned to my hand as I released the seal as the room became bathed in the colour of the morning dawn.

…..Only to reveal about thirty Draugr.

"Well shit." I said as they all charged at me, welp time to play. I held up my shield and blocked the first couple that came into contact with me. About a dozen swords materialized around me and shot forward skewering a couple of the undead.

Pushing the four that had charged me first back with my shield I took a deep breath. I loved this move, after all It wouldn't be Skyrim without a good old

"FUS ROH DAH!" A powerful blast of concussive force erupted from my mouth and slammed into the oncoming horde sending them all flying. Although the damage wasn't insane the utility of the ability itself was worthwhile.

Running in with the Artorias shield raised I began to tackle the undead sending them flying. Ordinator Perks, was perhaps one of the best perk mods I had ever downloaded. I spun around and slashed a Draugr right across the chest. The moment Excalibur had even touched the creature it evaporated.

Excalibur, in the Fate lore was considered the most powerful of holy swords; one of the ultimate god-forged weapons, a Last Phantasm, forged by the planet as the crystallization of the wishes of mankind stored and tempered within the planet.

As I moved forward I started to notice how huge the cavern I had fallen into was. As Excaliburs light began to reveal more of the area, I began to see more and more monsters. Jumping back a bit, I noticed that the horde of Draugr was now about a hundred.

Holding Excalibur forward I pointed it towards the horde as I began firing swords nonstop. The sound of weapons piercing the creatures and sending the flying was a welcome one. Honestly I could have just done this from the start, but I wanted to have some fun too.

I heard the sound of a heartbeat echo throughout the cavern when a shockwave was suddenly sent towards me. Holding up my shield the impact moved me slightly, this was gonna be a pickle for sure. Glancing above my shield a large creature rose, it stood about fifteen feet in height with large demonic wings.

Crimson colored skin, covered the muscular body of the monster. A whip of fire in its right hand, and a sword of lightning in the other. It wore a black sash held together by two human skulls, the head had a white man that ran down the back, two horns that protruded to the sides. The snout of the creature almost like that of a dog.

"RARHH!" The creature roared, the inside of its mouth radiating fire. This was a Balor, an extremely powerful monster that I had downloaded from the Dungeons and Dragons monster pack. I slightly regret not bringing Serana along for this venture, granted I could just summon her right now but let's see how I do.

"Et ego invocabo.." I widened my eyes as the creature began to cast a spell and and rushed forward and jumped slamming the Artorias Shield into the body of the creature staggering it and stopping the cast.

I knew what that spell was, he was attempting to summon another demon. Considering the current difficulty level it was probably a Goristro. I suddenly noticed that the creature exuded a fiery aura, it was a good thing that my armors were stacked with enchantments(Yay, multiple enchantment mod!)

Holding up my shield I block the sword of lightning in the demons left hand. The impact, was noticeable as my health bar dropped slightly. Staring at the creatures health bar I noticed that it stood at about a whopping twenty-thousand.

The creature took a step back as it was assaulted by a rain of weapons. Glass, daedric, steel, dwarven and even modded weapons. Spears and axes accompanied the swords this time as I stepped forward with a diagonal slash across the demons chest.

The Balor roared in pain as I followed up with a shield slam into its leg staggering it. Not letting up I take a deep breath,

"FUS ROH DAH!" To my surprise the Balor only took a couple steps back before it's whip came around like a lasso and wrapped itself around me.

"Oh boy." I say as the creature swings the whip and slammed me into the wall. My health dropped from 9950, down to 9700 a good amount of damage considering my armor strength. I cut the whip with Excalibur, I then sent my shield and sword into my inventory raising both my hands.

Bright sunlike balls of energy manifested themselves in my hands, moving my hands in the motion of the Hadouken and beam of divine power erupts from my hands. The creature roared in pain as the holy energy scorched its hide.

While the damage was noticeable the creature began to slowly walk forward, when I had cast the spell he was about thirty feet away from me. Auriel's Divine bow appeared in my hands, pulling an arrow out of thin air I nocked it onto the bow as I began to fire.

Glowing projectiles one after another flew forward pelting the demon as it roared out in pain. I might as well stop playing around since I had to go to sleep soon. Staring at the clock in the corner I noticed that it was almost two am.

Returning the bow to my inventory Excalibur appeared once again. The blade of the sword was enveloped in golden energy. Holding the swords handle with both of my hands I stepped forward and swung the blade down, a cutting beam of divine energy washed over the creature.

While not as cool as how it had looked in the anime, the effects themselves were good enough. As the creature became disintegrated by the blast, I noticed something odd. My vision began to blur slightly, for some reason I felt my body, like my actual body feel heavy.

"W-what the he-" Darkness overcame me.

(Somewhere Else)

The busty twin tailed goddess known as Hestia, let out a sigh as she walked back towards the abandoned church that she currently lived in. A goddess she maybe, but she was also a person deep in debt with little to no money in her name.

Her best friend Hesphaestus, who she was in debt too had no longer wanted to help her. She couldn't blame her friend either, she knew herself. She had leached off of her friend, and that damaged their relationship.

And now here she was living in poverty, with no one else to help her. She envied the other gods, especially those with familia. Especially that flatboard Loki, who was surrounded by her familia. Hestia, hated to admit it but she was very lonely.

It was also humiliating having to work at a food stand, especially as a Goddess! She was a divine being for pete's sake! Having people pat her on the head or attempt to grope her felt so demeaning. But alas there was nothing she could do about it.

Making it to her home she once again gave the run down area another lookover. The stone of the church was damaged and worn down. Of the front two doors, the one on the right was hanging on with only one hinge, the other having broke a long time ago.

The windows on the sides and front broken, the glass lying on the ground nearby although not as much considering that its been broken for a long time. Moss could be seen growing on the stone and traveling up the building.

The roof had multiple holes, the shingles damaged from the passage of time and weather. It certainly did not look like a place that any person should live. Especially a goddess such as herself, but she it was better than nothing.

Letting out another heavy sigh, by now of which she had lost count. She begrudgingly stepped forward stopping when she heard a loud crash.

"W-w-what was that?" She asked out loud knowing that no one else used this place but her. Slowly walking forward she placed down her bag of Fried Potatoes, she picked up a stone and poked her head inside. The first thing she noticed was a multitude of glowing lights from cerulean blue, holy yellow and white.

The podium which wasn't in great shape already had been destroyed, a crater laid there instead with a figure in it. Blinking, the goddess walked forward and glanced down at the crater and widened her eyes.

There was a person in the crater, covered in a beautiful plate armor. It was so majestic and regal looking combined with the auras radiating from the stranger. Blinking once more she slapped herself and hurried to his side.

"Hey! Are you alright? Hey!' She yelled at the stranger, she would've taken off his helmet but the design would've cut her hands for sure. "What an odd design for a helmet, also that mane as well how does he even put this on?"

"Ngh…." The man stirred from his slumber as she scooted back a bit.

"Where? What? What the heck is going on?" Damien asked as he stood up, the sound of metal clanking could be heard. The first thing that came to his mind was why he felt so heavy, also why did he have a helmet on?

Despite knowing that he had the helmet on due to sense of touch, he could see as if he didn't have one in the first place. Glancing down at his hands he widened his eyes realizing that he was in his Shudad armor.

"Wait, wait why is it that I can feel all of this?" He asked himself as he began to touch his chest/

"Umm…..Ano…." A feminine voice came from his left. Looking to that side the girl that he had suddenly locked eyes with flinched slightly. Looking her up and down he quickly noticed something.

"Isn't she the girl on the cover of Danmachi?" Slight dread began to come over Damien as he had heard about this kind of genre from his friends. Right now a genre that plagued anime known as Isekai(Teleported/Reborn into another world). He would have thought about trying to go home, but knowing what his friends told him such a thing usually wasn't possible. So he had no choice but to make due with what he had but still….

"Fuck me." He said loudly sitting up and placing his head in his hands. He slowly recalled the synopsis of the show, he needed all of the information he could get.

Hestia, watched as the armored man began to talk to himself before putting his face in his hands. The man was clearly frustrated about something.

Damien, on the other hand was running through the information he knew. The gods, came down to the planet to be with mortalkind. They then granted their "Falna" or whatever that allowed mortals to become stronger and created familias. The city where the show took place was called Orario, with a giant tower for a dungeon which people ventured in.

A simple synopsis, easy to follow with plenty of information to understand the world and its setting. But then that would mean that the girl he was next too was…..Hestia the goddess of the hearth.

"Uh…...excuse me?" Hestia continued as Damien stayed in his thoughts not even considering her presence. He wasn't ignoring her per say he was just trying to figure out what to do next and what steps to take.

Things can change, he wished he had watched the show now. He knew that being here would change things it always did. Nothing was ever the same…...wait. Damien suddenly widened his eyes realizing he was in his Shudad armor. Holding his hand out he whispered to himself.

"Excalibur." He said quietly, the goddess next to him couldn't really her him. But she widened her eyes when the air enveloped his right hand creating a whirlwind shaped as a blade of some sort.

Damien, stood up quickly holding the grip of his sword tightly. Putting the weapon away he took a deep breath.

A tick mark appeared on Hestia's head, she had been very patient while this stranger went about his business and didn't pry. But still he owed her an explanation, and so she went off on him.

"Hey! Can't you hear me! Is that helmet around your head that thick? HELLO?" She yelled as Damien winced, realizing that she was trying to talk to him.

"I'm terribly sorry about that. I was merely lost in my thoughts forgive me." Damien replied with a bow. "Damn those are some knockers, also she's so short probably only 4 '7."

Damien, noticed this as he stood to his full height. Back in the real world he was about 6'4 so it would only make sense for him to be the same here as well. His youngest sister was around 4'5 so the height seemed to be about the same from what he gathered.

"Honestly now, you crash into my residence and destroy the podium and that's all that you can say?" She put her hands on her waist with a slight glare. She also noticed that the man sounded rather young, probably in his early twenties.

Damien rubbed the back of his helmet sheepishly. "Forgive me, it was an accident. I have no idea how I ended up here. I'm new to Orario so yeah."

Hestia, perked up at the news. This young man knew magic, wore armor and had a sword made of the wind. Yet, he was new to Orario? "Do you have a familia?"

There was a slight pleading tone in her question, Damien could sense it. Wait, why was he able to sense it? Did the stats he had in Skyrim transfer over as well. He noticed that he has much more perceptive than he actually was.

Not to mention his eyesight was extremely good for some reason. He was a person that wore glasses so that was something he noticed quickly when he was able to make out the details of the nearby walls.

"Not at the moment." He knew what she was going to ask, and considering that she was the main goddess of the series he should probably join her. But the one thing that he found odd was the lack of the guy on the main cover. He then proceeded to take off his helmet for her to get a better look and also because he was curious how he looked.

Considering how these stories go, the ones where video game characters transfer to the other world would have your characters body. That means that he should look like the character he created in his playthrough.

Staring at a broken mirror he widened his eyes in shock. He didn't look anything like his character at all. Although some of the features carried over like the scar over his right eye. He looked like an older Bell Cranel in his early twenties, considering that he was twenty-three in the real world it must be the same here as well. He did all of this while she popped her question.

"Do you want to join my familia?" Hestia asked with a bit of hope in her voice. She noticed that the man was thinking again probably considering her offer. Her heart felt like it was dropping in the wait. The man then suddenly took off his helmet, revealing how he looked underneath.

She blushed, seeing his eyes that held a crimson hue about them. His hair, unkempt and white like the cloak that he wore behind his armor. Holding his helmet under his right arm he tapped his chin with his finger.

"Hmmmmm." He said as she squirmed under his gaze. Why was he doing this? She hated how it seemed like he was leading her on. "I Damien, would be honored to join your familia Goddess."

As he said that he gave a bow, his left hand placed on the right side of his chest. The moment he did this Hestia teary eyed began to cry making Damien take a step back.

"Woah! Goddess are you alright?" He asked as she looked up at him with crying anime eyes, they were almost comical.

"WAH!" She jumped forward and hugged his midsection as he dropped his helmet on the ground.

"FINALLY I WON'T BE ALONE ANYMORE!" She cried loudly squeezing his armor even harder. Although he didn't really feel it he could tell she was holding on tightly, from what he recalled she had lived in poverty with the original main character. She must've been alone this whole time before he came along.

"Calm down Goddess." Damien said as he patted her on the head, with a sniffle she let go and took a couple steps back. She then took a deep breath and grinned mischievously.

"Don't go back on your word!" She yelled as Damien chuckled.

"No worries about that Goddess, so how do we do this?"

(Downstairs)

"This position is a rather odd one. Are you sure this is how you're supposed to do this, Goddess?" Damien asked as he laid on her bed flat on his stomach. One thing he had noticed was that his body had changed, he was well as one could say "Shredded as hell". He did take care of himself but he never had abs or anything, if anything he was what most would call skinny fat.

Well it seems that was no longer the case, back to the matter. It seemed that in order to receive falna he had to lay down shirtless.

"Hoh…...Damien, you have a nice body you know?" Hestia teased, as Damien felt slightly embarrassed, good thing he was a grown ass man. Had he been any younger he'd probably be babbling out incoherent words right now.

He felt her get on top of his back with a silver knife in her hand. Hestia, then proceeded to prick her finger with the knife and then traced her blood onto Damien's back. Once she had finished she placed a piece of parchment onto his back. After a couple of seconds she pulled it back, looking back, he noticed how the sheet had multiple words and numbers on it.

Smiling Hestia turned the paper towards herself when her eyes suddenly shot out of their sockets in surprise. The things that were listed on this shouldn't have been possible, well he did demonstrate that he knew magic so that would make sense but still! There was a shitload of things on there!

Somethings were definitely starting to not make any sense whatsoever.

[Damien Dawnstar](Skyrim last Name)

[Level 6]

Original Level/Stats - ?

Strength: SSS?

Defense: SSS?

Dexterity: SS?

Agility: S?

Magic: SSS?

Current

Strength: SSS 1310

Endurance: SSS 1300

Dexterity: SS 1150

Agility: S 1077

Magic: SSS 1350

Luck: A

Abnormal Resistance: Immune To all Ailments and Curses. Source: Avalon

Developmental Abilities: One handed-B(S), Archery- B(S), Stealth- C(S), Shield-B(S), Heavy Armor-A(S), Two handed-B+(S), Alchemy-C(S), Lockpicking-C(S), Pickpocket-C(S), Speech-A(S), Smithing-SS.

Skills: Alteration, Conjuration, Destruction, Enchanting, Enchanting Master, Illusion, Restoration, Dragonborn, Reinforcement, Projection(True), Independent Action, Blade Works, Unlimited Blade Works, Glowtastic, Avalon, Magic Resistance, Invisible Air, Instinct, Mind of the Eye(True), Clairvoyance, Storage, Boss Taunt.

Dehabilitations- Seal of Weakening(B)- Absolute, Roleplayer(S)

Alteration: This magic affects the world around it by altering the laws of reality and manipulating it to one's own accord.

Conjuration: This magic is dedicated to summoning creatures or objects that the caster desires.

Destruction: This magic provides many means of inflicting damage. The three elements used are fire, ice and lightning.

Enchanting: This is the ability to add magical effects to weapons, armor and clothing.

Enchanting Master: Allows the user to add as many enchantments as they wish to the item of their choice. Enchantments of the same ability can only be added twice, this also allows the user to increase the effect of their enchantments greatly.

Illusion: This magic focuses on changing the perception of the world from the viewpoint of the target.

Restoration: This magic focuses on spells that cure physical ailments such as wounds and diseases.

Dragonborn Power: The ability to speak the language of Dragons and steal their souls. Powerful shouts can be accessed.

Reinforcement: Strengthen oneself or objects with magic.

Projection(True): Creating objects with the use of magical power. These objects are considered "True" imitations and cannot be told apart from the original. These imitations are also not rejected by this current world. The user may also mold the item to his or her preferences.

Independent Action Rank B- Greatly increases parameters when fighting alone.

Blade Works: The ability to manifest weapons mid-air to be fired as projectiles.

Unlimited Blade Works(Partially Sealed)

Error, ideals not in sync user does not meet the requirements to activate Reality Marble. However other functions are still available.

Glowtastic: The ability to have your energy envelop you for aesthetic purposes only.

Avalon Rank C(A): The scabbard of the Legendary sword Excalibur. The holder of the scabbard is granted potent healing, allowing for critical and fatal wounds to be repaired. Minor injuries are restored easily, and even large missing portions of the body and destroyed vital organs like the heart can be quickly restored at the critical moment before death. At the moment Avalon is not at its true power thus only negating curses, diseases and halting the aging process.

Magic Resistance Rank B(A)- Invalidates offensive magic that have three verses or less. Recieves mostly no damage even against Greater Rituals, and decreases the damage of higher tier spells considerably. Charms, and spells that send negative mental effects are nullified.

Invisible Air: The Sheath of the wind that covers Excalibur to help limit it's true power. Also helps to hide the identity of the legendary sword.

Instinct Rank C(A)- the ability to instantly identify "the best personal course of action" during combat. Because this Skill allows for the prediction of trajectory, it is possible to avoid attacks from firearms or point blank attacks.

Mind of the Eye(True) Rank B(A)- A heightened capacity for observation, refined through training, discipline and experience. A danger-avoidance ability that utilizes the intelligence collected up to the current time as the basis in order to predict the opponent's activity and change the current situation. This is not a result of talent, but an overwhelming amount of combat experience. A weapon wielded by none other than a mortal, gained through tenacious training. So long as there is even a 1% chance of a comeback, this ability greatly improves the chances of winning.

Clairvoyance Rank C+(A)- Is a visual ability that is also called 'Eagle Eye'. This is generally a must-have ability of the Archers. It is also frequently used during scouting. Simply looking from a high location is sufficient to fully survey a town and search for enemies. In addition, Clairvoyance will affect the accuracy of bows. It connotes superior visual perception and dynamic occipital capture, such as to supplement the long-range aiming of projectile weapons. At its current rank the user can identify if they are being watched.

Storage- The ability to hold items in an extra-dimensional space of near infinite capacity.

Boss Taunt Rank A- The ability to draw out powerful foes regardless of timing. Conditions such as location must be met for the ability to work. The Drawn out creature will be much more powerful.

Seal of Weakening- A seal has been placed upon this person limiting some of their power. When this seal will be broken is still unknown. This Curse is absolute and overrides everything that nullifies curses.

Roleplayer(S)- Person will become more and more like their ideal characters over a certain course of time.

"Is something wrong goddess?" Damien asked sitting up in the bed as a shirt manifested on him. Rolling his shoulder a bit he glanced curiously at the goddess who was reading the paper.

"Damien, this makes no sense your already level 6. You have skills, magic, abilities, how is this possible?" Hestia asked as Damien shrugged.

"I don't know, I mean I've been doing stuff on my own before any of this. Wouldn't be too far of a stretch to say I have some skills of my own." He lied convincingly as the Goddess handed him the parchment. He widened his eyes a bit as he read over the abilities, confirming things for himself.

"Still though, from what I know you should always start at level 1 with a zero in each ability! It just defies everything that I know about Falna and our system." Hestia continued biting the top of her thumb. Damien on the other hand after scanning over the parchment handed it back to her and went deep into thought.

"It seems most of my skills were transferred over. Although some have been sealed by something which is rather odd. It also seems that some of Archer, and Sabers abilities came over with me. The mods I had downloaded must have done that. But this Roleplayer one, could it possibly be a hint to why Unlimited Blade Works is sealed? Perhaps I need to fulfill the role of a selfless person?" Although it wasn't too far fetched, he found it odd that Excalibur did not have the same issue. Perhaps that was a good thing after the storage ability another thought crossed his mind regarding the limiter.

"It would only make sense for whatever force out there to take away some of my power. I guess I would've been way too powerful for this place. But from what I can see in my inventory all my armors and weapons are still the same. Wait…..Unlimited Blade Works may be partially sealed but can I copy weapons and armor I've seen as well?" Damien stopped his train of thought and held out his hand creating a crimson glass sword from nothing.

"I wonder….." Hestia said out loud catching Damiens attention. He noticed how she was staring at that stat sheet of his. "Say Damien…"

"Yes, Goddess?" He replied dispelling the sword seeing a slightly disturbing glint in the eyes of Hestia. She pulled out a coin and handed it over to him.

"Your projection ability, do you think you could create this?" She asked as he gave the coin a onceover. He decided to mimic Shirou Emiya, and Archer as he had no other examples on how to use those abilities.

"Trace on." The coin became engraved in his mind, its composition, material, size, weight and shape. After analyzing all of it, he nodded his head and pulled out a large 100-pound sack from his inventory.

"Goddess, come hold the other side of the sack." Hestia, did as he asked grabbing the other side as he held his right palm over the bag.

Suddenly golden coins began to fill up the bag, one after another, before they knew it the whole hundred pound bag was filled with valis. Suddenly by instinct Damien ducked under the embrace of his Goddess.

"Goddess might I suggest you don't do something like that? Out of reflex I might accidentally hurt you." Damien lectured as he stood up and crossed his arms. Although he kind of understood why, after all he had just basically became her one saving grace. She turned around slowly, with a mischievous grin on her face.

"Damien, you belong to me now. I won't let anyone take you away from me you hear! Especially after you just made 100,000 valis appear out of thin air!" She leaped forward once again. Damien, sighed as he held his arms open as she grabbed onto his midsection and began rubbing her cheek against it.

"I can now start paying off my debt!" She yelled with a comical cry.

"Alright, you can let go of me now." The paladin said with the tone of a parent. It was rather odd to him that a goddess was acting this way, but then again it was anime. Oh Anime, the one thing that can make everything weird in good and bad ways.

"Yosh! Now we can begin gathering more people! I'm so lucky that I found someone as talented as you for my first!"

"You certainly are lucky you found me before anyone else did Goddess, but I should let you know, I've never been one to work with other people." Damien said as she Hestia let go of him and tilted her head to the side with her pointer finger under her chin.

"Are you sure about that? Familias usually have a group of four or more individuals you know." The Goddess told the armored knight as he nodded. She did notice that he had an ability that increased his power when he was alone.

"I understand that, and honestly I wouldn't mind either." Damien rubbed his chin in thought. While it was true that in the game he had Serana to back him up a lot. He spent most of his time alone, it had just felt better that way.

Also he was able to summon creatures, something that he was very curious about. Then again he only ever summoned the big guy when things really hit the fan. He needed some time to check just how many aspects of the game really came over with him.

"Goddess, who would you say is the most powerful adventurer in Orario. As well as the most powerful Familia at the moment?" Damien asked as Hestia squinted her eyes at him suspiciously.

"Are you planning to leave me already?" She accused as he chuckled.

"No, no nothing of the sort Goddess." He had to admit she was clingy but for good reason. She had been alone all this time. "I would just like to know what I'm up against, information can be crucial."

Dropping her suspicion Hestia tilted her head to the other side. "If I recall correctly, Ottar of the Freyja Familia is the highest level Adventurer in the city at 7. But if I was to say quality and quantity….."

Damien, noticed the Goddess grumble a bit before continuing. "I would have to say that the Loki Familia, and the Freyja I mentioned earlier. Both of them are bitches, but they sure know how to attract them."

"Loki's a chick?...Of course he's a chick in this universe its anime." Sighing and losing faith in the humanity of his old world some more he nodded.

"Say, Goddess how do you think I measure up to them when you look at my abilities?" Damien asked, curious about how he measured up to other adventurers especially the high tier ones.

"I'm not too sure, a majority of familias keep their abilities a secret. But I'm very sure that you would be right up there with them considering all of your abilities. Which I still find very odd…." Hestia was very confused, yet she didn't feel like Damien was hiding anything from her.

Looking over the parchment she glanced at his Developmental Skills. Reading through them again she noticed he had a skill simply called "Speech" and it was an A rank. Now she may act stupid, and well do stupid things. But she was smarter than people gave her credit for.

"I can't read him very well, but he seems to be able to read me. Could it be this 'Speech' Skill that he has?" Coming to the conclusion that the skill she had marked must've been why he was able to make her believe his words so easily. Even if he was her first child, she would normally have been more cautious especially considering all of those skills.

"Alright then, I suppose I should go register at the guild now." The young man said as his Shudad armor enveloped his body once more. The Artorias Shield, appeared on the back of his cape. Materializing at his side the Sword of the Ancient Tongues appeared.

Hestia, upon hearing this stood up with a soft smile. "Don't stay out too late, I'm also going somewhere as well."

Nodding his head, as she handed him a key to the basement of the Church he rolled his shoulder. He then placed his hand on the sword at his waist.

He had gotten this modded sword a couple years ago. It was a very popular weapon, the seal of Akatosh was engraved on the handle of the sword. Words in the Dovah language were engraved onto the blade.

If one could read the language it would translate to something like "Dragonborn, by his honor is sworn to keep evil forever at bay…"

"You know you're gonna attract a lot of attention walking around like that." The petite goddess lectured the knight as he placed his hands on his waist similar to All-Might from My Hero Academy.

"I'll be fine, plus I'd pity the fool that would try something against me." Damien responded casually as his goddess chuckled.

After giving her a magical item to hold all of the gold he had created. The pair walked out of the old building, as they were about to part ways Hestia hugged her new child once again. Damien was getting used to the physical affection of his goddess and patted her on the head.

Looking up at him, she smiled. "Remember to come back safely, also don't push yourself too hard it's your first day after all."

The knight nodded as she let go of him and ran off in the other direction. He waited for her to go out of view, at the edge he saw her turn around and wave at him before moving deeper into the south-western part of the city.

He on the other hand, would be going north-west towards the guild. Looking down at the parchment that had a map of the city he walked towards the Guild. He also made sure to place the second parchment of his abilities in his inventory.

"I wonder why Hestia took the other one with her."

(Marketplace)

"Woah, who's the knight?"

"Wait has anyone ever seen that guy before?'

"He must be from a high ranking familia, I mean look at that gear!"

"There's no way we would've never noticed a person like that right? It just doesn't make any sense."

"Why is there magical energy coming out of his body? Those glows seem so weird but epic."

Damien, pressed onward with confidence in every step. The onlookers, and marketplace owners all taking glances at him as he walked by. Children, and some adventurers didn't even bother making it subtle they merely just stared at him.

"You know what, maybe Hestia was right." The paladin silently cursed to himself. He remembered back in MMORPG's he would always buy the coolest looking costumes and gear to make his character look as cool as possible. However, the fault in that was that he wanted to look cool in front of other people.

In a world where everyone's character can look however they want they could give less than a damn about how your look. Realizing that truth he no longer wasted money on cosmetic items unless they truly called out to him.

However, this situation was different, for many of the people here lacked the power to look however they want. And so, he should've honestly expected the looks on the faces of people as he passed by.

Speaking of people, he noticed that the city of Orario was pretty damn diverse. Exactly like New York. He remembered when he walked down those streets with his friends they would see people of all ethnicities. Of course animal people existed, girls with cat ears and what not.

"God damn it anime." What did he honestly expect though, glancing down at his hands he realized that he had turned Glowtastic on earlier.

"I should probably turn off the glows, that's overkill." Damien muttered silently to himself. From beneath his helmet his voice could barely be heard. The glows on his body faded, as he made his way towards the guild.

"Help! He took my purse!" Turning his face towards the ruckus he saw a human girl. She had bluish gray hair that was tied with a small knot in a ponytail style. Her eyes a hue similar to that of her hair and light peachy smooth skin. She wore a white blouse and a green knee-length long skirt.

Along with the clothing she wore, were a pair of brown boots covering her black stockings. She also wore an apron indicating that she was a maid of some kind.

The ruffian on the other hand was your stereotypical cut-throat. Wearing a black hood he ran through the crowd tackling people.

"Out the way!" The ruffian roared glancing back at the girl chasing him. People tried to help, but he proved to have some semblance of skill moving past guards and other people easily. He would have probably gotten away.

Key word probably.

"Just give it up you stupid bi- THUNG!" As the man turned his face back to the front the sound of flesh meeting with a wall of steel was heard as the man fell back on his butt holding his face in his palms. The thief was obviously in pain, as Damien noticed blood pouring out from the crack between the fingers.

"Argh! What the fuck?" The man yelled out in pain, it felt like he had just slammed into a wall of steel. Looking up he widened his eyes noticing that a knight of some kind stood before him. The Knight was tall, taller than the average man for sure. His helmet and mane covered in metallic spikes that curved backwards.

The thief began to look around frantically for the bag of valis that he had just been stolen. The sound of coins moving against each other caught his attention as he glanced up at the knight who held the bag.

"G-g-give me that!" He yelled leaping forward only for a metal gauntlet to grab his throat and lift him into the air. Struggling he began to kick at the knight holding him in the air, only to stop when more pressure was applied to his neck. "Kh-kh"

"Alright then, let's see what type of character am I going to be in this world. The strong silent type was always a good option. It was one that he had not seen much of in anime lately, so he might as well go with it." He thought to himself as the girl from earlier finally made it.

"Thank *breathes* you ." She said out of breath hands on her knees. A couple of guards appeared with handcuffs.

"Well take care of that Sir." They said as Damien nodded and dropped the man who crumpled to the floor coughing and holding his throat.

(POV Change)

Syr, watched as the guards dragged the thief off to the prison with a sigh of relief. Looking over to her savior, he threw her pouch of money towards her as she caught it. Looking up to thank her savior she noticed that he had already begun walking away.

"W-w-wait!" Syr yelled as she chased after the knight. He stuck out like a sore thumb, so it was impossible for her to lose him. Despite wearing heavy armor, he had already created about fifty feet of distance between the two in that brief moment she looked down.

Running forward on another wild goose chase, she caught up and grabbed the golden white cape of the knight. Feeling the fabric she felt amazed as the texture was one she couldn't recognize. Soft, but also very durable.

How did she know that? Well she had grabbed onto the mans cape, but he had not noticed and proceeded to drag her with him.

"Hey!" She yelled even louder this time as the Knight came to a stop. He turned around finally noticing that she had probably been calling him all this time.

"I'm sorry did you need something?" The voice didn't sound as old as she had expected. If anything the young man sounded a little older than she was.

"Y-yeah I jus-" She stopped as he raised an armored hand in front of her. He took her right arm, she almost jerked her arm back but with his other hand he signaled to her that it was okay. She suddenly noticed that her sleeve was torn, and that multiple cuts and bruises ran up the side of her arm..

"Oh, that must've happened when I tripped earlier chasing that thief." She said as a golden glow of energy emanated from the palm of the knight. Widening her eyes in amazement she watched as he held the energy over her cut.

A warm energy entered her body as her cuts and bruises began to heal. She blushed from the touch. He didn't even mutter a chant, something that she confused her. To her knowledge most magic like this would require such a thing.

After doing so, he let go of her right arm and then waited. Snapping out of her stupor she reached into her pocket and handed him a business card of some sort with an address and everything. "I work at the Hostess of Fertility, it's a pub. If you stop by I'll treat you to a free meal for helping me today."

"Thank you, I will make sure to stop by when I can." The knight replied as he turned around, Syr on the other hand almost forgot to exchange names stopped him again.

"Wait! I'm sorry, I forgot to give you my name. I'm Syr, what's your name?"

"Damien, nice to meet you Syr." He replied turning around giving her a two fingered wave good-bye.

"Gah, I hope he stops by." Syr was curious right now. Very, she wanted to see what he looked like under that helmet.

(Damien POV)

"Nice girl." Damien said quietly to himself as the card disappeared into his inventory. Walking forward towards the guild which was now within view he stopped for a moment. His red eyes shifted from underneath the visor of the helmet in all directions.

While his eyes were moving he subtly turned his head to the side. He could feel his neck hairs stand up in alert. This had to be the effect of his ability Clairvoyance, he could feel someone spying on him.

The intent of the person wasn't malicious persay, but something near that feeling. For the moment he it seemed that whoever the person was, did not wish to harm him. Pushing the thought to the back of his mind he walked forward.

"I'm taking this all in rather easily." Damien thought to himself as he came face to face with the Guild. He had expected himself to be more adamant on returning home, but then again his life back in that world didn't hold much anyway.

He was merely a salaryman going through the normal days of life. Wake up-Get Read-Work-Come Home-Relax-Sleep and then repeat. No need to go back, after all his parents and siblings were well off.

Anyhow he came upon the "Pantheon" also known as the main building of the guild. It was a rather noticeable building, on the front of both sections that extended outward three different flags of some sort could be seen draped down.

The blocks a shade of brown, and the white walls of the exterior looked as if they had been freshly painted.

"Woah check out the Knight."

And…..there it was. Damien chuckled quietly to himself upon the reaction of the other adventurers. They watched in awe as he walked up to the door and entered the guild hall.

Multiple people dressed in black vests, and brown boots were running around. They were doing things from arranging shelves, counting money, and talking to adventurers. Of course, the hustle and bustle came to a stop as Damien entered the hall.

He was slightly impressed with the design of the interior. A wide space, with counters for employees and clients to speak with one another. An exchange area of some sort, private meeting boxes for one on one talks and a library.

"Hello, can I help you?" A woman's voice called out to him, looking around. His crimson eyes met an emerald hue. The woman was a beautiful Elf with a slim body, and shoulder length brown hair.

(Eina POV)

The knight that entered the hall, was not subtle at all whatsoever. Then again anyone walking around like that would be noticed.

The thing that bothered Eina though, was that she had never seen this person before. They were covering their faces, but still that kind of armor no one would miss it. After she had called out to him, the other people went on about their business. Of course, some still occasionally glanced over at her new client.

"So what do you need today?' She asked as the knight took a look around before making eye contact with her again.

"I would like to register." The knight said as she smiled.

"I can definitely help you with that." She replied pulling out a couple documents. "Which familia are you from?"

"I'm currently the only member, but it's under the Goddess Hestia." She noticed that he had replied quietly, or maybe it was just his helmet muffling his voice.

"A new one? That's rather hard to believe. This Goddess of his must be extremely well off to be able to secure him such equipment." Her eyes drifted over to the sword, for a moment, she swore she saw the dragon symbol on the hilt glow a deep red. She then slowly glanced over at the huge shield on his back. The same thing happened, briefly she saw green, and blue glows gloss over the shield.

"Alright can I have your name and level please?" She asked turning the paper over to him. After filling in some of the information he handed it back to her.

"Let's see Damien Dawnstar, Level 6 alright." Along with his height, and weight she would need him to take off his helmet to see his face for an identification card. She suddenly stopped, feeling like she was forgetting something important.

Looking back down at the papers she saw that he had listed himself as a level 6. "Eh!?" She yelled in shock attracting the attention of her co-workers and other adventurers. Composing herself she apologized to them. Fixing her glasses and her hair she turned over to Damien.

"Mr. Dawnstar perhaps we should speak in a private cube instead."

(Hestia)

Hestia, made her way towards the only place she could go for advice in times like this. Staring down at the parchment that contained the information of her child she bit her lip. A big part of her said that she should leave this to rest.

But still, she knew that Damien although generous was still cautious of revealing his secrets. "Hespaestus should know what to do in this situation."

If she was correct, then today would be her friends day off and so she could catch her. Although she probably wouldn't be too happy to see Hestia. Pulling out a small bag, which her child had called a "Bag of Holding" a magical pouch with an enchantment that allowed it to hold a large amount of space.

It was revolutionary really, this little bag if he created more and they sold it. "No stop Hestia, no exploiting your children for profit…...but then again."

In the end it was up to Damien, in their short conversation earlier he did say that he would like to pay off her debt. Although he was a bit blunt from what she could see, it was easy to tell that he cared.

The Anvil Mansion came into the view, a large obsidian mansion. On the front gate was an Anvil the symbol of her friend. As she made it to the gate, two members of the Hespaestus familia noticed her.

"Yo Hestia, here to leech off the boss again?" One of them asked, chuckling as a tick mark appeared on the goddesses head.

"Nope! I'm here to ask about something that won't require money. That and I have to pay off some of my debt so tell Hephaestus I'm here." She said in a demanding tone arms crossed. The other guard raised an eyebrow.

"Really? I'll go tell the boss then, wait here." After a couple of minutes had gone by, the guard returned and let Hestia in.

Hespaestus was currently wearing nothing but a white dress shirt, and red pants. Taking a sip of her tea she placed the cup down on the table. As she locked eyes with her friend she smirked.

"Neh, Hestia you know I won't lend you anymore money." She said as a mirror shattering sound was heard.

"Hephaestus! I'm not here to ask for money." Hestia groaned as the other goddess chuckled.

"I know, I'm just teasing you. My child told me that you were her to pay off some of your debt. But you also wanted to show me something?" She asked sitting upright wondering what it was that Hestia needed.

"Well you see," Hestia said as she pulled out a small pouch. Hespaestus, kind of expected that but it was enough that she wanted to pay it off little by little. At least that was what she thought until about two hundred thousand valis spilled all over the floor, much to her surprise.

"H-h-h-hestia! Why didn't you warn me!" She yelled as Hestia blinked looking at the bag and down at the valis.

"Whoops."

"Honestly, I'm not complaining but sti-." She stopped mid sentence realizing that Hestia had just pulled all of that money out of the pouch she was holding. "Hestia, what is that?"

"That's what I wanted to ask you honestly." The petite goddess replied as she handed over the bag for her friend to inspect. The smithing god opened the pouch only to see a void of darkness within it. She then placed her hand inside and became surprised when she could fit her whole arm into it.

"Amazing, this pouch where did you get it?" She asked almost begging. Such a thing would solve so many problems with transportation of goods. She noticed Hestia squirm slightly under her question.

"I recently started a familia, I only have one right now. His name is Damien and he created that." She told Hespaestus who stared at her in disbelief.

"Hestia, a level one would not be able to produce something as magnificent as this pouch. Something like this I've only heard of them appearing in the deep parts of the dungeon" She said unable to believe her friends words. She watched as Hestia pulled out a rolled up parchment from between her breasts and placed it on the table.

"I'm as lost as you are honest. I just want you to look at this, I'm not lying to you." Upon this, Hespaestus picked up the parchment and began reading it. As she continued she pulled the parchment closer and closer.

Her hands began to tremble as she read through the assortment of skills he had. From what she could see Hestia found a skilled fighter, magician, archer and smith all combined into one.

"What the fuck?"

(Damien POV)

"Mr. Dawnstar…...is this real?" The beautiful half-elf asked as he nodded. The Parchment he had handed her only revealed his level and name. Nothing else was on there.

"Yes…..my goddess told me that it would be hard to believe so she handed me a copy to show the guild." He replied, his voice still slightly muffled by his helmet. Eina, began to massage her temples.

"I don't know why I even asked since we have ways of checking this. It's real alright." Eina continued. "Although I find it rather suspicious that no other information is here."

"Ah, my goddess did not wish to disclose my powers to anyone else for now. So I only brought what was necessary."

"At least he's polite."

"Also can I make a request?" The knight asked as Eina nodded. "I would like for my level to be kept a secret, along with my identity."

Letting out a sigh, she went deep into thought. "You will have to convince the Guild Head of your requests, it will also require a large amount of val-!"

She was caught off guard as three large sacks of valis landed right beside Damien. Shaking her head, she didn't even want to inquire having had enough headaches for the day.

"Alright then, please take off your helmet for me." She asked politely as Damien obliged. The moment he took off his helmet he noticed that she blushed briefly before clearing her throat.

"Alright then, Mr-"

"It's alright you can just call me Damien." He replied.

"Right ...Damien here are something that we have to go through before you enter the dungeon."

(Floor 18 two days Later)

Ais Wallenstein, had seen many odd things in her life. But, at the moment what she was seeing would be the weirdest thing for a very long time. She and her party had made it to the 17th floor of the dungeon. They were currently on their expedition to see just how far they could go into the dungeon.

Back to her original train of thought being the ace of the Loki Familia, as well as the favorite of said goddess, the one known as the "Sword Princess" often encountered the unexpected, ranging from events, circumstances and downright calamities.

Yet despite all of her stoic demeanor, she and the others of her party could not help but stare in awe at the carnage that laid before them. The 17th floor was essentially a large cave, the light was dim and the creatures moderately strong a challenge for level two adventurers. The cave walls were covered in stab marks, dried blood everywhere as well as tons of monster crystals. Although they weren't worth much there was a good amount.

But the thing that bothered Ais the most was the fact that the entire floor was covered in weapons. Magical Swords, Axes, and Spears all made with high quality of different materials embedded themselves all over. The even weirder part? This was not the first time they had seen these things.

As they had continued earlier through the higher floors with their new recruits they noticed that it was extremely quiet, and covered in weapons. They were supposed to take the new recruits down to floor 18, in which they would reach the safe zone and then return.

However considering the lack of combat, the venture proved to be rather lacking in terms of experience as a reward. The recruits were picking the crystals up left and right, some even went for the weapons. One recruit had attempted to pull out a sword only for it to dissipate the moment he touched it.

"This is so stupid, there's nothing to fight." Bete grumbled as the other first class adventurers nodded. Their were seven of them in total, The Amazon twins Tione and Tiona, Gareth the dwarf, Riveria the high elf, Ais the "Sword Princess", Bete the werewolf, and finally Finn the leader.

Tiona, who had been inspecting a couple of weapons glanced around at the others. "Ne-ne, I'm not the only one noticing the constant glows of the weapons right?"

Her older sister Tione, glanced around with her sister. "I noticed as well, the weapons are probably all magical."

Gareth, who was nearby rubbed his chin staring at a large crimson glass axe. "What kind of familia has so much wealth that they can leave behind weapons of such high quality. Not to mention it's such a waste."

Riveria, the second in command was extremely wary of the passage. The weapons that she had seen were magical, but something about them bothered her greatly. At a quick glance they seemed like high quality magical weapons. But, there was something there a kind of mark of ownership.

"That's probably why they dissipate when others try to touch them." If she could actually get a hold of one, she would probably be able to come to a better conclusion.

"Is something the matter Riveria?" Their small commander Finn asked noticing his second in command lost in her thoughts. He massaged one of his thumbs, this usually meant that he had a bad feeling.

"Yes, the weapons here feel wrong. Almost as if they defy reality." The high elf stated with slight concern.

"So you've noticed as well?" Finn asked as she nodded. "The best thing we can do is continue forward, maybe we can find our answers deeper within."

Finn, stared over at their resident werewolf. "Bete, do you smell anything in particular? A group of people or anything?"

"The only blasted thing I can smell are those stupid weapons." He replied with a huff, before continuing. "Although, I can only smell one person different from us."

"One person?" This time it was Ais who questioned softly.

As they continued forward a loud shockwave passed by their group. The recruits in the back were knocked off their feet by the impact.

"What the hell was that?" The werewolf yelled and looked over at his leader Finn.

"I think somethings happened. A variant Goliath must have spawned." He replied in a serious tone. This was bad, they had to deal with it now or else they couldn't reach the safezone. Gareth, walked forward hoisting his axe on his shoulder.

"We could probably leave the greenhorns here, there's no monsters after all." He said as Finn nodded in agreement. Riviera, turned around and addressed the recruits.

"Wait here, we shall go deal with the floor boss." She told the group as they all nodded in agreement understanding that at the moment they were not ready for such a trial.

"Lefiya! You're in charge while we're gone!" Finn yelled rushing forward.

After moving deeper in they noticed that the cave slowly became covered in a red hue. The atmosphere slowly changing in mood and feeling.

BOOM

Another shockwave was felt as the group of first class adventurers braced for the impact. It was even stronger now, the air grew heavier. Surely if the recruits had come along they would have collapsed under such energy.

As the tunnel opened up ahead, everyone went into combat mode. But suddenly, the pressure vanished and the atmosphere and light returned back to normal.

"Wait what?" Tiona said out loud confused at the sudden change in intensity. The group almost stopped running due to the sudden shift.

"Hurry, something must have happened." Finn commanded as everyone sprinted even faster. When they had reached their destination a tremor was sent through the ground. It sounded as if something had fallen over.

Having made it in time, they watched as a Black Goliath much larger than the regular….laid dead on the ground slowly dissipating.

Finn, the leader of the group was shocked. The rest of his comrades also had the same bewildered look although in different moods.

Gareth stepped forward glancing over at the second in command. "Riveria, is the Freyja familia also embarking on an expedition?"

The high elf shook her head. "No, not that I recall but I believe we would know if they were."

Tiona, who had stepped out past the entrance saw something. "I see something!" The amazoness yelled as the others moved to her side. As they moved slowly towards the body they noticed that it was also covered in weapons.

They were cautious, anything could happen. They've had minor skirmishes with other familias before. A loud impact caught their attention as they all readied themselves for combat, a crater was formed just about twenty feet in front of them.

The sound of plate armor was heard as the shadow of a figure could be seen in the dust cloud created by the impact. The shadow indicated that the person was of above average height, as the clanking of metal boots could be heard the person in question stepped out into view.

Everyone relaxed slightly when they saw an adventurer step out. Although, said person was no average adventurer. A large shield was strapped to his left hand, his right a dark metallic sword with engravings that glowed an intense crimson. The silent roar of a dragon could be heard as he sheathed it.

His armor a beautiful sheen of metallic white combined with golden outlines. No imperfections or damage of any kind were noticeable at their current distance. Even the golden white cape from what they saw had no damage whatsoever on it.

Riveria, narrowed her eyes at the knight. Magical energy radiated off his body, so much so that she could see the energy dancing around his body. Two holy white colors, blue, and a yellow radiated off his body in waves.

One thing that stood out, was also the fact that the small magical signature on the weapons matched the man before them. There was no doubt that this man was the source of the weapons.

"Hello." The knight said casually, so much in fact that they were all caught off guard. The body of the creature began to dissolve revealing a huge crystal. Not even wasting another moment the Knight turned around and proceeded to continue towards the safe zone.

"You guys can have the crystal." He said walking away as the group widened their eyes.

Bete, glanced over at Finn and Riveria. Normally he would be more aggressive, but right now he was still confused at what he was witnessing.

Ais, on the other hand could only stare in awe at the knight and his weaponry. There was also no way that Finn and Riveria would just let him leave like this.

As of late, many things had bothered Finn considering the outcome of the expedition so far. However the thing that bothered him the most was the fact that it seemed as if the knight had no idea who they were. Every adventurer in Orario, knew of the Loki Familia except maybe for the ones that had just entered the city.

Not just that, but they're names were rather well known. Before Riveria could he stepped forward making eye contact with her as she nodded.

(Overview POV)

"Now if I recall correctly the adventurers town is after this." Damien had read Eina's guide on the floors. From what he understood, ten floors would take a day or so if the people traversing were competent.

"Excuse me, may we have a moment of your time?" Turning back slightly he noticed that the small human in blonde hair stepped forward. In his right hand, a spear with a golden tip and black shaft.

"Fortia." That was the name of the spear that he held. Looking over the group he took notice of all their weapons imprinting them within his mind.

"Yes?" He replied still looking back not turning around. It seemed that the small human or much rather "Pallum" as he had come to know was the leader of this party.

"Perhaps this is one of those groups Goddess Hestia, told me about."

Finn, clearing his throat placed his hands behind his back with a welcoming smile. "I am Finn Deimne, captain of the Loki Familia. These are my companions, if you don't mind may I ask about your familia and name?"

Turning sideways, his cape fluttering in the wind Damien paused before speaking. Upon the confirmation of the group before him he had to choose his words wisely.

"Sorry, but I think it's better that I don't reveal my familia. However you may call me Damien." He replied coolly.

"Hmmm, that's rather suspicious." Finn hummed to himself. Usually if an adventurer did not wish to disclose their familia that usually meant that they were from a bad one. Although it was possible that he was the first of a new one.

The other explanation would be that he was one of the high level adventurers living outside of Orario. Though rare, it was not impossible considering that other high levels were found coming here.

Tione, and Tiona were a prime example already being level 4 when he had first met them. Yes, but must be the only explanation.

That only made Finn more suspicious, as the strength this man had made no sense. It's not like it was impossible to solo a floor boss. He was sure that the melee fighters in his party could do it, but in the process they would sustain major damage.

That being said the knight now known as Damien had absolutely no wear and tear on his armor. The shield and armor were flawless as if they had just been polished. The cape, fluttering in the wind with no tears whatsoever.

Damien, noticing this held up his hands. "Don't worry I mean you guys no harm. Just a simple adventurer passing through."

"Right…..simple" As odd as it was, Finn was compelled to believe the Damien. Being a leader, Finn had to be able to analyze people. From their small exchange, he didn't seem like a bad person.

Riveria asked the next question.

"These weapons, we've encountered them all over the floors. Am I correct to assume that you are the owner?" She asked as the knight stared at them for a bit before slamming the bottom of his fist into his palm.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about those." He replied as Tione, Tiona and Bete all facefaulted at his words. Gareth, Ais and Finn on the other hand sweatdropped. Riveria as calm and composed as she was had an eyebrow start twitching in annoyance.

"Hahaha! I like this guy!" Tiona yelled suddenly appearing next to Damien and patting him on the shoulder. The sound of her palm hitting the metal pauldron with a thud. As she did this, Riveria and Finn noted how her hand harmlessly came into contact with the wips of energy. "I'm Tiona, the one over there is my sister Tione."

Gareth, let out a bellow of laughter walking forward. " What an interesting fellow, The names Gareth. So,where's the rest of your party?" The dwarf asked looking around.

"Don't have one, I adventure alone." He replied as the rest of the group except for Riveria and Finn, walked up. Bete, walked up with a slight glare.

"Ho? Think you're a tough guy aren't you?" He asked as Tione elbowed him in the ribs.

"Bete, don't be rude." She told the werewolf as he scoffed.

"Whatever, it's a good thing you're strong." He told Damien.

"Sorry about this guy, he's kind of bad at meeting people." The long haired amazoness said as the knight nodded slowly.

In Damiens mind he had not expected them to actually all start introducing themselves. Although there was nothing wrong with making some friends. That only made him wonder what role this group played in the show was.

"My name is Ais." A silent soft voice spoke up. Golden hair, and golden eyes met with his crimson ones. A human girl, who reached up to his shoulder appeared.

Ais, was curious to say the least about the mysterious knight. His weapons, armor and shield all screamed high quality.

It was evident that she was staring at the sword at his waist. Although her eyes also glossed over his armor and shield strapped to his back.

About twenty feet away Finn and Riveria were speaking. Watching the others talk to the knight, they discussed what they had witnessed.

"Your assumptions do make sense, but there's no way that he is a level 1 adventurer. And if he was from an established familia I'm sure we would've heard of him by now." Riveria stated as Finn agreed.

"Let's place our suspicions and curiosity aside for now. Aside from that what do you think of him?" The pallum asked his second in command.

"He's strong, but what I'm most curious about is the weapons and that aura. Where do those weapons come from?" She questioned as Finn nodded.

"Yeah, not to mention that shield and armor. It must be worth a fortune, I've never seen such intricate designs. It was definitely the work of a master smith."

Back to the group, Tiona popped the question. "So…...who makes your gear for ya? Or is that a secret?"

"I made this armor, same with the sword and shield." He replied as the sound of shattering glass could be heard.

"Huh, what the fuck? You're a smith too?" The werewolf said in disbelief.

Ais, hid her surprise much better than the other four. "Did you make all of those weapons?"

The knight sheepishly scratched the back of his helmet under all of the questions.

Before Damien could answer the leader of the group intervened stopping the conversation from going any further. "Is there any reason why you venture alone?"

To Finn, teamwork was crucial to dungeon diving. Everyone needed to work together to make a good effort and to ensure the safety of everyone in the party. Too many times did he see young adventurers go off on their own only to be never heard from again.

As he questioned the knight, Riveria returned to where they had left the recruits. Now that the danger had passed it would only make sense to fetch them.

"Ah, I have a skill that increases my parameters when I fight alone." The knight replied revealing that there were even more surprises. "Anyway, I should get going towards the next floor."

"How about we travel together? You may be strong, but we've been there tons of times." Tiona said attempting to learn more about the knight.

"Well…" Damien crossed his arms tilting his head towards the cave ceiling in thought. It wouldn't be too bad of an idea for now. "I guess It wouldn't be too bad."

Meanwhile, Tione shot Finn a look and gave him a wink. The Loki familia, shook his head at the antics of his companion. Although, a soft smile covered his face signaling to her a job well done as Gareth walked over to him.

"Hmmm, what's on your mind captain?" Gareth asked as the pallum closed his eyes and hummed in thought for a brief moment.

Opening them he spoke. " I won't lie, me and Riveria are extremely curious. Especially her, it would be good to keep an eye on him for now. But, I don't sense any malice from him and he seems like a good person."

The old dwarf nodded in agreement watching Tione tease the mysterious knight as Ais watched. He too had been curious about the abilities that the man possessed. "The skill he spoke of though, I've never heard of anything like that."

"Indeed, who knows what else he may be hiding." Finn replied with a sigh. As nice as mysteries were he liked things to stay normal. And so, the quickest way to do that was to unravel the mystery at hand. Blinking, Fin realized that he had made a mistake.

"Something the matter Captain?" Gareth asked.

"Yeah, I forgot to inquire about his level." He replied as Tione screamed from the top of her lungs in disbelief.

"WHAT? YOU'RE LEVEL 6?" She yelled, realizing that the knight was a higher level than she was. Although she had suspected that was the case to actually…..

Ais, on the other hand narrowed her eyes not believing in the words of the knight. An identification card from the guild appeared in his hand. He then handed it over to the golden haired adventurer.

Damien Dawnstar

Level:6

It was true, much to her surprise showing the card to Tione. She stopped immediately looking over the parchment. It seemed that only his name and level were available.

"Well there's your answer Fin, how do you feel about it?" Gareth asked his captain who realized his right thumb was throbbing.

Staring at the armored knight who stood at an impressive 6'6 with his armor, probably 6'4 without. His train of thought was cut off when he suddenly remembered that the knight told them to keep the giant crystal that was now currently being examined by Bete, and Tione.

"Man, he doesn't even want this thing? Well shit we should just take it." Bete said placing a hand on the stone that had dropped from the goliath. It stood about five feet tall, and was roughly four feet thick. Although the measurements weren't perfect considering it was a monster stone.

"I think we could get around 15,000,000 for this." Tione,

"We're here!" Lefiya yelled as the group came into view. Much to Damiens surprise at least two dozen people appeared.

"Damn, are these things everywhere?" A random adventurer said pointing out how there were even more weapons embedded all over the cavern.

"Woah look at the size of that crystal. "

*whistles* "Damn that thing must be worth over 10,000,000 valis at least."

"Wait who's the glowing knight over there?" As soon as that comment went off Finn cleared his throat.

"This is Damien, a level 6 adventurer. He will be accompanying us to the safe zone for now." The knight merely waved at them as he was being introduced.

"Ah, let me clean this place up." The knight said as he snapped his fingers. Everyone watched as the weapons of which there were hundreds of in this area alone dissipate. Riveria, noticed that as they turned into blue motes of light the faint chatter of the fae could be heard.

"Wait, those weapons they belonged to you?" Lefiya asked the knight as he nodded.

"Yeah, my magic allows me to recreate any weapon I have ever seen. I also ...tend to use those weapons as projectiles so sorry about that." Damien said casually as Tiona's weapon known as "Urga" appeared in his hands. Everyone went silent at the ridiculousness of what just happened.

Tiona on the other hand became starstruck the moment she saw this. She had broken her weapon multiple times, and was currently 89,000,000 valis in debt. Right before her was the solution to all of her problems.

Running forward she grabbed the knight by his metal gauntlets holding his hands in hers. "Leave your familia and join us!"

Unbeknownst to the others the three senior members of the Loki Familia began to speak in the back.

"Amazing." Ais said quietly watching as Tiona compared her Urga, to the one that Damien created. Tione, who had long left the monster stone in the hands of the others looked over the imitation.

"Sorry, such a thing would go against my own moral code." Damien replied.

"Amazing, this Urga is in better condition than mine!" Tiona yelled completely ignoring the fact that Damien had refused her 'suggestion'.

The older sister turned to Damien clearly impressed. "Damien, you could put the Hespaestus familia out of business you know. Its easy money for you."

"I'm alright, money isn't an issue. Uh, Tiona right? Can I take a look at your Urga?" Damien asked as his turned into blue motes of light.

Hesitantly Tiona handed over her Urga as Damien gave it a once over. "Trace on." He said quietly, only the amazons and Ais heard his chant. A hue of white energy washed over the weapon.

"There were multiple chinks and the balance was 52/48. From what I've done to it, you should have perfect balance and something new." Handing it back to the amazon she gave her weapon a onceover before twirling it.

"What's that white glow?" Tione asked as her sister slammed the edge of the blade into a boulder. A sonic vibration was heard as the boulder crumbled after being cut.

"OH MY GOD I LOVE IT!" Tiona roared doing backflips and fighting imaginary monsters.

"Oh, I simply gave it a Resonance, enchantment. Her weapon should now create sonic vibrations dealing more damage." Fin who had walked up with Riveria and Gareth after seeing the feat called out to Damien.

"Damien, I've never heard of such an enchantment. I didn't even believe it was possible to do something like that until now." Fin stated as Damien glanced over at him.

"That's because I created the enchantment." He lied, well it was his only option. It's not like he could tell them the real reason. A simple steel longsword was forged in his hand, everyone watched as it erupted with the wind.

"T-t-thats!" Ais broke out of her calm demeanor, no longer watching passively.

However before the discussion could be taken any further the floor from underneath the group collapsed.

Yeesh, that was a lot more than I had expected to write honestly. I guess doing a self satisfying story really did trigger something within me.

ANYHOW, I need you all to remember that this is not something to be taken seriously or anything like that. I merely after about three years away from fanfiction decided to do something ANYTHING. I don't even know if I'll continue this, but I just needed to see if I could find the resolve to write.

Considering the fact that we have about 15,000 words(Despite it probably being terrible). I'm going to say I found something.