The story's not dead, god damn it. Here's a short little interlude to the second arc of the story, unfortunately not an interlewd (yet).

It took three long minutes of silent staring between myself and Shalba before we collectively decided to wipe this entire moment from our collective memories. Three torturous minutes of tense silence, where the only noises that could be heard was the soft snoring of a still-unconscious Kat. Three minutes of my still painfully hard rod (no, not the one with a demon inside of it) pointing rather awkwardly at Shalba, who in turn had probably the most flabbergasted expression a living organism could make. Quite frankly, I was cold, I had just let loose a veritable flood inside of a woman who is far too devious for her own good, and there was a rather evil albeit handsome example of the half of the population that I have zero sexual interest in standing a few feet away. How the fuck am I still hard right now? It was a perfect three minutes of stillness, before the entire world seemed to explode into motion and noise.

"What the fuck, Creu!" Shalba screamed out, his eyes still wide to the point of cartoonish exaggeration. I lunged at the bed, my supernaturally enhanced body executing a flawless leap over Katarea's prone body that, in any other scenario, I would be quite proud of, and reached for the covers, balling my fists up in luxurious satin that I promptly pulled closer to myself and my... whatever Katerea is to me, I suppose. Okay; dick is no longer out, Kat's modesty, or whatever twisted version of it remained at this point, was preserved, and I am slightly less cold. I can work with this.

"Hey, uh, Shalba, buddy. You nap off the fight yet?" I said, my rather pitiful attempt at levity falling on obviously deaf ears. The last three minutes, this blue screen had been following me, and Shalba hasn't reacted to it at all, his gaze staying firmly glued at me. I'm fucking naked, dude. Not cool. As annoying as having one of the cruelest Devils in the show stare at my schlong was, it was certainly better than him noticing weird magical screens. He simply closed his eyes, his hand reaching for the bridge of his nose as he exhaled harshly. Yeah, me too, asshole.

"Creu, what are you doing?" He asked in what was obviously a faked calm. I just sort of stared at him with a deadpan look. "I really don't think I need to answer that, Shalba; I think you're a grown man and can answer that question for yourself, no?" I responded. If he wants to play it cool, well fuck that, I can play it cool too! The Beelzebub heir's eyes open, and I can already see a glint of insanity in them. This will likely be, to quote a famous mobile home resident from my universe, 'all sorts of fucked.'

"Creu," he began, with the kind of sickly sweet voice that practically begged me to reach for my weapon and my underwear in the same breath. "I'm not concerned that you and Kat are having sex. Quite frankly you two have been giving each other the googly-eyes for fucking years now. In fact, I'm happy for you two. It's a lovely thing and I'm sure your children will be strong. What is decidedly not lovely, and what I am absolutely not happy for, is the fact that you two decided to have a violent romp in my fucking bedroom!"

His bedroom? I thought this was just a guest room! I look around, taking in the actual room for the first time since Kat had dragged me in here. There's a nightstand that's practically empty, the bed that we had spent hours defiling, and above the mantle of the small but gorgeous fireplace, a painted portrait of... the original Beelzebub. Oh. Ohhhhhhhhh. Yeah, that could probably be a problem. Before Shalba, who is looking increasingly upset with each sentence, can reach for my neck and do his best Randle McMurphy impression, I push one hand out, Rubicante smacking into my open palm from across the room and open a teleportation circle, dropping myself, my sentient weapon, my sort-of girlfriend/love thrall and several thousand dollars worth of satin sheets into a bed that is decidedly not Shalba's.

In fact, it's mine. We're in my bedroom, which entails several magical locks that I had installed the previous day. Hopefully that can keep the big bad angry entomologist from removing my twig and berries from the rest of my body. Alright, crisis averted, or at least pushed off to a latter date, now what to do with Kat? A few experimental pokes and prods doesn't do much at all to wake her. In fact, she latches onto my wrist, unconsciously drawing me closer to her snoozing form. As much as I would love to spend an eternity around or preferably inside her, I'd really prefer not to do it when she's liable to drool on my face.

Calling her name softly in her ear doesn't seem to do the trick either, and after a moment, I give up. Who cares anyways? She, and quite frankly all of us, could do with a nap anyhow. Decision made, I stand up, my body protesting softly as I stretch out the myriad kinks and aches that permeate all throughout. The battle with Cacus on its own wasn't the most pleasant thing in the world, and though the sex was good, I am weary down to my bone. Slowly but surely, I let my eyes close, as sleep overtakes my exhausted body.

It must have been morning when I awoke, because the lamps in my room were the brightest they had ever been. Rather ingenious trick, really; they can almost mimic the level of brightness that natural sunlight would give off corresponding to the particular hour of day. Blearily, I wipe the crust from my eyes, shifting carefully so as to not disturb the obviously still-asleep body of my partner. It's a difficult thing, extracting my left arm from underneath her entirely without shifting her body too much. My right is easier, tucked between her ribs and her elbow, but it comes out rather slimy. Yes, it was just as bad as I feared; Kat drools like none other.

I'd like to say that I walked out of that room with the grace and swagger of an Ultimate-class Devil, perfectly assured in my own strength and presence. I'd like to say that, but of course I can't. Instead, I can say that I slinked out of my bedroom and into the cafeteria of our base like a rat with a piece of cheese, all furtive glances and sticking to shadows. Am I scared of being caught by Shalba? Yes, somewhat. I don't want to know what that man can do with a swarm of bees when he's motivated, and if that makes me a coward, I will point out that discretion is the better part of valor.

After a few very tense minutes of crawling around and an incredibly inefficient route to the main hall, I am finally at my destination. An empty table, a 32 ounce mug of the strongest, blackest tea that was available, and a map. A map of where, you may ask? Well, Romania is rather nice this time of year. The lovely cerulean waters of the Danube Delta, the brisk and refreshing ski resorts of Poiana Brasov, and of course, what I'm sure will be a lively date with our garlic-fearing cousins over in the above-world.

If you think I'm going to let that creepy old geezer Rizevim get his hands on the most bullshit hack power in this whole God(ow)damn universe, you must not be paying attention.

Next chapter (that hopefully wont take four months to come up with): CreuSIrey goes to Romania! Creu adopts some fanged brats! We see what that dumb bitch Rias is up to! CreuSIrey holds a political rally! Said political rally must have been inspired by Teddy Roosevelt!

To address the guest reviewers:

Guest says:

Yesssss. I like where your fanfic is going. It's quite hard to find a dxd fanfic with bashing only the bitch Rias and her siscon Maou. To be fair, I have a feeling that the Gremory parent actually wants the marriage with the phenex clan to go through but they cannot argue with the siscon due to his op power or may be they just go with the flow of whatever their daughter wants as it's the Gremory clan's family trait thingy. I mean it's not like any devil noble family wants to tie a knot with issei who is not only a plebeian but also an universal pervert, right? In my view, they just want the red dragon emperor with them for his power. I hope you don't bash the Gremory parent and the Rias's peerage members but bash the bitchy Rias and her siscon Maou. But whatever you decide to do in your fanfic is ok as long as sirzech and Rias got bashing to me.

Just to make clear. I hope you don't bash Serafall. Despite wearing her magical girl costume all the time, she is actually a good Maou who do her foreign affair jobs seriously compared to Sirzech who sucks at his domestic affair job as we can see clearly that he allows the nekoshou massacre without doing anything even a simple investigation; well, may be he stages the massacre to get Koneko for Rias.

I would like to point out that I'm not going to be seriously "bashing" anyone, but Creu's opinions on Sirzechs are overwhelmingly negative for obvious reasons. And yes, most Devils would want the RDE for his power, that's a very rational thing to do. Rias is kind of retarded, but so are most harem anime female leads, plus Ishibumi isn't exactly the best writer around. She'll face the consequences of her actions and inaction in this story, especially without the aid of Issei, who will be off doing cool Humanity Fuck Yeah stuff instead. In the words of a certain Joaquin Phoenix movie that got ROBBED for Best Film, "you get what you fucking deserve."

Disappointed says:

wait you're going to give issei a harem... that sucks, just take his sacred gear and give it to cao cao instead of making issei become someone of importance like everyone and their mother write. just kill him or again take his gear and give it to someone he trust himself or one of his future minion's like shalba. it would be much more original than: issei is now his best and only true friend and more op than great red all because he did'nt join the devils. it just feels like another goddamn issei suck fic is gonna be made now. also if cersery is the one saving girls like asia and le fay why would he give them to issei instead of taking them for himself. i get it they got to join the hero faction but why does it have to have issei get them, because he is the main character of course. hopefully you will change your mind about it with the whole: make issei have it good beacause he has a longinus that can just as well be taken and given to someone else who is better or mor loyal.

thanks for the chapter anyway. i hope you will never stop this story. have a nice weekend.

Damn bro, I'm sorry to hear you're disappointed! In terms of a harem, I'll be giving Issei like two or three girls that I don't particularly care for; nothing even remotely similar to the canon version where (literally) everyone and their mother are trying to hop on his dick. I'm not going to be making Issei insanely powerful either; he's not exactly the brightest guy around and Cao Cao will probably get fed up with his lazy bullshit. As for why Issei would get Asia or Le Fay, it's because I don't particularly like either of those characters. The innocent pseudo-loli shtick does nothing for me, so the Red Dweeb Emperor can have them instead. I hope you also have a nice weekend, even though it's Monday.

Guest says:

Interesting so far

Thank you!

ben says:

I like the story so far, but ROBs are a bit annoying, hopefully he won't play too big a part. I hope this story does not become a crossover or multi-crossover. Stick to just this world. I'm not a fan of the seven deadly sins either. Too many fanfictions use them and honestly its sort of bullshit. Fallen angels, NOT DEVILS, would embody the seven deadly sins better(Azazazel:lust, kokabiel:wrath maybe raynare:pride) Anyway, I'm really not a fan of the seven deadly sins and hate the concept, please get rid of it in your story.

Yeah, this story isn't a crossover. Also, the Seven Deadly Sins are inherently tied to Devils in real world occultism, not Fallen Angels from the Book of Enoch, so I don't think you really know what you're talking about bud. Do a little research and get back to me.

Guest says:

the lord of lust sounds stupid, I'd rather not see it, but o well

Sorry you feel that way pal.

Guest says:

read the fanfic, Anomoly, its a highschool dxd SI and its great.

I have read it, actually! It's great, just like you said. If you guys reading this haven't checked it out yet, you definitely should; would definitely second this recommendation.

Guest says:

Steal the boost gear this story does not need two mc and make All girls for the mc like ryaner and the other female fallen joking him help him extract the gear to him and be is loya sex slave rob raiser persge also and rob all female because he is lord of lust there should be no limit of women

I'm going to be honest bud; it kind of sounds like you had a stroke while typing this. There are not two MC's, the only main character here is Creuserey. I've already addressed more or less how I'll be dealing with Issei, but that won't be for several chapters yet, so no worries on that front. As for "all girls for the MC," I can promise you a harem about the same size as canon, which is plenty big on its own.

Guest says:

He can just kill riaser of secretly which would lead more trouble for lucifer and his family which would give him more time and he get riaser peerage

Unfortunately, that's not how Peerage's work, and it would make a lot of trouble for Creu later on down the line if he were ever found out. A better idea would be to get the Phenex family on the side of the Old Satan Faction, which gives him access to super-potions and practically unkillable soldiers. Also, I like Riser, so I wouldn't do him dirty like that anyways.

Guest says:

Invalid leviathan after kati

Little too early for that! She's definitely on the roster though.

Guest says:

Valerie tepes and why can't he creat lust potion to turn women on for him only him. He should also get grayfia and all women for him

Yes, it is Valerie Tepes that will be the focus of the next two chapters or so. As for a lust potion, there'll be something... sort of similar? I guess. Grayfia is at the top of the list for the harem, for a number of reasons.

Guest says:

Hahaha you know it's kind of fitting as far as I'm aware he true satans didn't really focus on developing the sin/power their ancestors revolved around except for maybe Katarea but hers was less figuring out the power of Envy and more just being plain old envious note the lack of caps.

Agreed! Ishibumi missed out on what could have been a very cool concept.