I said I'd try a DxD crossover. I've been failing, so instead her is every attempt i've Made so far.

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"Ja-kun" Jaune twitched slightly at the soft female voice that interrupted his rest, lay as he was under the shade of a tree at the school he was currently attending.

"Ja-kun, it's time for class"

It could be mistaken as monotone to most, but Jaune had been friends with a number of quirky personalities so he'd learnt to listen for the hidden emotions. Blake was always bland, Weiss always some form of annoyed and Ren was almost always calm or drained. You had to really listen to them sometimes to determine their actual emotions. The monotone above him exhibited a fond amusement, perhaps a little anticipation. He wasn't surprised by either, this routine wasn't out of the ordinary and she seemed to enjoy the times she joined him.

"Let's skip" he mumbled without worry of not being heard or misunderstood. The response he got was a huff and a slight nudge against his side. Faster than the human eye could perceive, an easy feat for someone like him, he snatched the ankle of the prodding foot and pulled. The action wasn't rough, not even forceful enough to pull a child to the floor, but his intruder knelt at his side regardless. Her head falling into his lap without prompt from him.

"We'll get in trouble" she stated but didn't move, content to stay in place as he relaxed back into his previous position. He chuckled uncaringly, because- again- honestly this was hardly unusual for him, and not unheard of lately for her. Rumour had it, and by rumour he meant just listening to people mutter as he walked by, the girls found their friendship cute. The guys, not so much, but it had been the same at Beacon. Putting up with the jealousy of trained warriors because his group of friends included 6 incredibly attractive girls was a staple of his old life. So what would the opinions of jealous regular teens who thought him a bad influence on their precious 'mascot' matter?

"Who cares?" He shrugged "just blame me, it's not like they'll do anything" not even the teachers did anything to curtail his actions so long as he continued to pass all his classes regardless. Well, that girl from the student council did get pissy at him but he'd gotten good at ignoring her.

The girl remained silent for a moment before breathing a long sigh and following his own action by relaxing fully and snuggling up comfortably. He hadn't expected different, she just liked to at least make token excuses.

"Buchou will be mad"

He shrugged again, that girl should've learnt by now that he would do as he pleased. He'd made it clear that if she ever needed help he'd be there but he wasn't going to submit to her authority just because she'd saved his life. He'd saved lives too, all his friends had, and they'd never demanded any form of service or deference as if it was an obvious response. At most they'd asked where the nearest facility was. She was just so business like and serious whenever they interacted, it made things difficult between them. He remained kind though, unable to see any nefariousness to her attitude. He was incredibly grateful to her and she was certainly warmer to the others of course, but he had people out there waiting for him and he didn't like being ordered to do unnecessary things that would only distract him from that goal. It probably helped that the girl somewhat reminded him of his deceased partner. Red hair and green eyes, with a regal bearing. Even though the shades were different as well as her attitude, the similarities had been a little jarring. "That sounds a lot like something that's not our problem to me"

The girl giggled slightly, letting a pleased purr release from her throat as they trailed off into silence.

Peeking a single eye open, he smiled warmly at the white haired teen curled up on his lap. Brothers, she could be adorable. She was basically the only friend he had around these days, and it was nice getting to act as an older brother for once. His old friends were a very, very long way away and he had no idea how to get back to them yet so he was basically stuck here. It'd have been lonely without her.

"Hey, Kon?" He asked softly watching the girl nod in sleepy acknowledgment "Thanks". One of her hands squeezed his leg lightly, but she said nothing and he simply fully closed his eyes again.

The rumour mill will no doubt be on fire by the end of the day, but Jaune Arc didn't much care for that. The other students can say what they want about him. He could already guess anyway. At least what the guys would be spreading anyway. That loner Jaune Arc has corrupted our cute Koneko Toujou-chan! Then again, this also sounded a hell of a lot like something that wasn't his problem too:

Rias Gremory sighed in frustration as she spied her newest pawn and her Rook fast asleep in the school gardens. The relationship between the two was cute, something she delighted in being able witness, but she couldn't deny she was envious of them. Koneko didn't have a lot of people she could truly relax around, even among the peerage she could be rather withdrawn and sullen, so seeing someone she would willingly skip classes for just to sleep in the sun was heartwarming. Jaune, however, was something of a mystery. He was undoubtedly strong, she'd witnessed his strength even when on the verge of death and yet... She just couldn't get close to him. After she saved his life, all 8 pawns gone, she'd explained what she expected off him. Obligations his new life brought. Where she had expected at worst reluctant agreement motivated by gratitude, what she got was refusal. He would not take any contracts, he would not take unexplained orders.

It could've been worse though, as he had agreed to stick around and that so long as she can give a reason for it he'll happily help.

It had soured the initial bond she'd hoped to build, and though it was embarrassing it was mostly her own fault. Bar one major thing, she'd never been refused much and she'd ended up acting petulantly at what she'd perceived as a denial of her. She'd started keeping to a business like manner with him, but after only a few days she'd come to release her mistake when he was still so friendly and understanding. By then though, she didn't know how to go about fixing it. No idea how to get closer to the boy who was only even at the school because she'd asked him to at least stay on school grounds.

"Why can't I be invited to skip class?" She lamented. Only her and Akeno were in the club room, allowing her a moment to air her frustrations out.

"You could always just go out there you know?"

That was undoubtedly true, she could. She could sneak up and lay beside them. It would be amusing and showcase to Jaune that she wasn't the sort of person she'd projected herself as to him. Except she was strangely nervous. Regardless of anything else that Blond mystery was still her best chance if things with Riser go the way she expects and she didn't want to jeopardise that in anyway.

She bit her lip lightly with indecision.

"I doubt he'd mind, I may not spend much time with him but Arc-kun is well known amongst the female students for being kind. You should be more wary of Koneko-chan. She's been getting rather possessive of him lately"

Rias chuckled lightly at that, it was easy to forget that while the small girl had hardened her heart, she was still a teenager like the rest of them. Crushes were a given at some point or another. Still, after a moment of jealousy she sighed.

"Tomorrow, I'll definitely speak to him tomorrow"

Wax and Wane, Ruby had made them for him. Two white and gold single shot pistols, classics. The reload time would have made them a major issue in combat, if it weren't for the sheer power they put out. Capable of at least cracking the carapace of a Deathstalker, tearing through unarmored Grimm with ease. She'd made them so he had a ranged option, but knowing of his preference for close combat and his old school style weapons and armour she'd not given them anything fancy. Meant for quick draw rather than prolonged or precision combat, supplemental rather than a core facet of his fighting style as compared to her and the others. They were truly beautiful flintlocks, but these days they gathered dust under his pillows. He couldn't exactly practice with them like he could Crocea Mors. He had no blanks with which to use, and while he could use live ammunition it would be a bad idea. He only had as many bullets as he arrived on this world with, 11, and the moment they were used up that was it. That's the biggest problem with a world without dust.

"They look important to you"

He couldn't help but smile, flicking his eyes to his intruder for but a moment.

"Yeah, they are..."

He set about cleaning them, carefully checking every component just as Ruby had shown him.

Rias fidgeted uncomfortably where she stood in front of his kitchen table. Without breaking from his task he gestured his head for her to sit.

Silence prevailed for a few moments, the girl who'd saved him from death now sat directly in front of him. The table was small, their knees almost touching beneath it and he could feel her feet tapping with nervous energy.

"It was almost a year ago" he spoke in nostalgic gentleness "my friend burst into my room in the middle of the night. She was always an excitable girl, but this time was different. She jumped on me, and waved these two in front of my face. Said she'd been planning on making them for a long time, a gift to show how much she appreciated me she said"

That damn Crater-face, he couldn't help but smile at the memory of her beaming smile and slightly flushed cheeks as she proudly showed off the present she'd made.

"I was grateful, but tired, still she wouldn't let me sleep until I named them. We used to bicker a lot, just friendly stuff, about comics or music or the latest stupid craze. I don't know why I remembered it specifically, but we once got into a back and forth about my family emblem. Was it a Crescent Moon or was it a Rainbow? It's supposed to symbolise a rainbow by the way, but she argued it was two crescent moons. I remembered that argument, how much fun we all had back then living our normal lives- so I named them Wax and Wane..." because all things did. His happy days in Beacon waned but like the cycles of the moon, happiness came back. Team RNJR against the world, those six months on the road with each other. Still learning, still fighting, still just being together. Of course those had ended too, RWBY got back together and he won't lie and say that made him happy but he understood. Ruby's team hadn't been destroyed that night so long ago, just went their separate ways for a bit. JNPR was gone and those left behind had to build something new. Something which had brought its own joy to him.

"They won't be much use here though. The methods for ammo creation are impossible"

Rias had calmed slightly, whatever had come over her floating away. Curiosity burgeoning on her face.

"How so?"

He pulled out a single dust round, lightning specifically and the only one of that particular type he had, and passed it over. She gasped as her fingers trailed over the softly glowing tip. Crystal yellow on the end of a metallic shell.

"It's called Dust. What you hold right now might as well be a lightning bolt. It's not magic though, it's a mineral that has to be mined and something you can't find here"

Rias found herself in awe of this single small bullet, the sheer power of it radiating exactly as he described- like lightning within her palm. She glanced briefly at the 10 others resting on the table. 6 Red, 2 Green, 1 blue and 1 final one that was so dark a purple as to be almost black.

She carefully handed back the ammo, pointing to the others.

"And those?"

He grinned at her, finishing his cleaning and placing the guns into holsters he had hanging on the back of his chair.

"Burn" he pointed to the red crystals "Blow" to the green "Freeze" the blue and then finally the yellow "and Shock. Fire, Wind, Ice and Lightning. We used it for everything back home, from power to weapons, we even weaved it into clothes" he had to withhold a grimace at the final point. Painful memories lay in that direction.

"We used it mostly, though to fight... Thinking of it- I never told you about those Monsters either, did I?" He asked rhetorically but she shook her head anyway "we call them Creatures of Grimm. I don't know why, but for as long as my people have existed so have they. Monsters with one purpose, to kill. They're mindless, usually, and soulless monsters that never tire or need to eat. You can't reason with them and they fade away on death so you can't study them properly either. All we really know is that they're drawn to negativity- anger, hate, misery, those things draw them in"

"How many are there?"

She interrupted nervously, not that he could blame her. What little his exhausted mind remembered of his arrival on this world included a memory of her launching ineffective Magic attacks at the beasts. Not that he'd known it was magic at the time. Fortunately it had only been three young beowolves and an already fading Apathy so even weakened and bleeding and tired as he was he managed to defeat them with a few well placed swings of Crocea Mors.

He'd collapsed from blood loss after that, damage from the Fall of Atlas had done a serious number on him. He'd expected to die, if he were truly honest. Made peace with it too even amidst the many regrets he held. Then he'd woken up the next day to a naked Red head, embarrassing as that was he'd managed to remain cool as cucumber.

"Hopefully, that was all of them. They aren't natural to this world"

He winced slightly as soon as he finished speaking, already the girls face had twisted into a frown.

"World?" She asked in disbelief "what do you mean 'this world'?"

He sighed, it wasn't like he'd planned on keeping it secret. He just doubted anyone would believe him, so what would be the point in telling? Still, she had asked so he may as well.

"This planet is called Earth, right?" She nodded in confusion to which he gave a thin smile "mines called Remnant and its on the other side of that Dimensional Gap you mentioned when I asked about other parts of the 'supernatural world'"

The silence that followed was unsettling.

A whole other world? Rias still didn't quite believe it, but she didn't disbelieve Jaune either. He was strange as humans go, something about him had always struck her as, perhaps not wrong but, out of place.

It was a difficult feeling to nail down, there was no unknown energy or distortion to him, that power he'd used felt like what was within all humans if to crazy high levels. At the time she hadn't paid attention to whatever feeling her gut had, but even then she could feel the 'out of place'-ness as it were.

Even his weapon was odd. It looked like regular steel and bronze but at the same time it was like looking at something she'd never seen before. There was a disconnect between what her senses told her and her natural instincts told her. Jaune was like an obvious outsider who was remarkably good at blending in.

Still, odd as her Pawn was, he was still a member of her Peerage- at least on paper. She had no doubt that he could over power her if it came down to it and probably fairly easily too. If he wanted out at any point there was nothing she could really do.

A pot of tea clinked down onto the table gently, shaking her from her thoughts.

"So..." she started unsurely "you were something called a Huntsman?" At his nod she spoke a bit more steadily, using her curiousity to rid herself of her confusion. "And you hunted monsters?"

"Basically, yeah. Humans and Faunus too, if there was a mission request for it, but I was only really interested in hunting down a few people. Otherwise I was content protecting people from Grimm"

A brief flash of sickening fury appeared in his eyes as he nonchalantly spoke. It wasn't difficult to determine why. Kiba looked much the same whenever he thought about the Excalaiburs. Which meant her new piece wasn't without a tragic backstory of his own, as she had hoped. It would be nice for one of her people to be well adjusted. She meant no ill will of course, but they made it difficult for her to help them. That said, Jaune didn't seem to be suffering in silence so perhaps she was mistaken.

"Faunus are people with animal ears, correct?"

Again he nodded "or wings, claws or tails etc. It's a bit of a lottery with what they get I guess. My friends mum has ears and a tail but she only has ears."

Well that certainly explained why he'd not even batted an eyelash when she revealed her wings. Still, there was something else she wanted to ask. It was a bit of a tangent, but it had caught her attention immediately when he'd been talking about those Dust bullets.

"You never told me what that purple bullet did"

He blinked, an amused grin coming to his lips. She felt a blush creep up her neck at the teasing look in his eye but it didn't seem like he was going anywhere with it. It still made her flustered however.

"I guess you're right" he laughed. He plucked the tiny purple bullet from his holster and tossed it casually towards her.

The moment she caught it, her hand slammed onto the surface of the table.

"W-wha!?"

It was heavy, really heavy. Not so much as to be difficult to carry but the sheer difference between whatever weight she'd subconsciously assumed and reality had made it feel like catching a Boulder in one hand.

"It's called Gravity Dust. It doesn't have a fancy name like Burn or Shock, it's got too many applications to be dumbed down like that. I like to call this particular type of bullet Repulse though, because it's good for pushing enemies away. It's like a rail gun bullet, even when it misses it'll drag the target away. Except instead of air pressure left from its path, it's a gravitational pull. Not strong enough to cause any damage to the planet, though it does screw up the landscape, but it's not exactly weak either. The effects don't last long, though. It's got a low activation cost but a really high consumption rate. I used to only carry a few around at a time, used up the other three before I came here"

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Jaune Arc had promised to never unlock the Aura of anyone in this world. Aura was a gift of the old world and held no place in the new, there was already enough strife with the current powers. This new world didn't need more and especially not the very manifestation of the most powerful force in existence.

But he'd accidentally wandered into a certain abandoned church.

Then he'd seen some poor girl get something ripped right from her soul while suspended in the most humiliating way possible on a cross.

The world shook with his rage, continents shifted by five centimetres and no being alive or dead failed to notice.

Those within the church were crushed by it, the strongest of the group, still holding that strange item from the girl's soul, barely able to rise to one knee. Every step he took cratered the floor, billowing ethereal flames of disgusting black and sickening red scorched without heat, froze the air without cold. The weak died as he passed, the sheer force of his unbound existence twisted the laws of nature around him. Feeble human hearts, those of the wicked and lost, lacked the strength to beat in his presence. The dying girl on the cross was entirely unaffected, her weak and failing body held a far stronger heart than these corpses ever could. Even damaged her soul was too pure to fall to his existence.

"Give that to me"

He commanded quietly, the shaking black haired woman attempted to resist, but every step closer only further destroyed her being. She was dead, it was only a matter of moments, there was no kind way to describe what unfettered exposure to his Aura was doing to her when he was this overcome by anger. This was why Aura should remain of the old world, because these beings could not handle the true potential of a released human soul.

The woman's body crumbled with her hand raised (though it wasn't an intentional position), pale liquid leaking from her nose, her ears and eyes. Red suffused her clothing through her skin, no cuts needed as every blood vessel burst and her organs liquified. Her every muscle was taut yet weak. He gently took the pale green orb, cradling it to his chest.

The restraint binding that blonde haired nun snapped, he caught her swiftly though and lay her upon the nearest pew. Orb in fist he lay it squarely above her heart.

"Restore"

When his Aura had been unlocked, they'd used a whole verse to focus their mind and energy, but he didn't. He'd had far longer than anyone to practice and a Semblance better suited to any form of soul manipulation. All he needed was to state his intent.

White light flickered over the girl, like the moons reflection on a rippling pond. Her body healed, unnaturally so. Everything healed in fact, damage to bones, build up of cholesterol, even the cells themselves were restored to their pristine state. This alone had been impossible for him all that time ago, perfect healing, but not anymore.

"Release"

With the second command the light sank into her skin, like shining a torch through the palm of your hand and seeing it on the back. Her soul was weak, her reserves of power too were small at the moment. That didn't matter though, as his own Aura pulled her soul to the surface, releasing it, baring it to the world. It would shield her now, but for the time being he'd have to do his part as well.

Green eyes flickered open, or were they blue? He couldn't tell, the surrounding darkness and the coloured lights around him made it difficult to tell.

"I've healed you" he stated to the concerned and scared girl "that which was taken has been returned. But to do so I had to give you power that should not exist anymore... I'll explain more when you are rested, at least until then I shall protect you- of that I promise"

The fear receded, as did her confusion. Then again, it was difficult to maintain any form of expression when one falls truly unconscious.

For the next 30 minutes Jaune Arc stood silently in that church, waiting, watching. But no one came for this scared and innocent girl, no friends came dashing to the rescue, no family members came looking to claim her. Then again, he hadn't really expected anyone to. It was wishful thinking on his part, but if he was to take this girl in he'd first have to confirm he wasn't stealing her away from a more precious life.

Seems the loneliness he'd felt in her soul, in her Aura, had been as total as was possible. This girl had no one.

Except she had Aura now, so for better or worse... She would have him until she could chose a path for herself.

Jaune picked the girl up in his arms with a sigh. Perpetually stuck at the age of 23, his body was at its peak physical fitness. Her weight, light as she was, was truly insignificant.

He left for the woods nearby where he had built his latest home, he would wipe this church of the map at a later time. He had this unconscious girl to carry to bed.

'That is the single creepiest thing I have ever thought...'

Two weeks ago she had almost died. Mr. Jaune had saved her. He was a strange young man, but he was kind and made her feel truly accepted as a person for the first time in as long as she could remember. Her special power had made her more of an icon than a human, then she'd healed that devil and she'd been reviled and cast aside. It wasn't all that different really, she had simply exchanged worship and deferential distance for hatred and disgusted distance. It wasn't until Raynare had taken her in that she had been made to truly suffer. All for the power that she held within. Mr. Jaune had taken care of her, tended to her as she regained her strength and then taught her everything she needed to know. Her new power, the language of this country, he gave her a roof to shield her and a bed to rest on. Clothes to keep warm and food to stay healthy. If she needed it, he provided with little more than a boyish grin and gentle care.

Most importantly, he called her his friend!

His strangeness though, lay in his attitude. Despite appearing as an attractive 23 year old, he was actually a lot older. A remnant of a world before God, possessed of the power of his people and the very last of his particular kind of Human. When he taught her he was strict and wise, a stoic presence that taught her carefully and precisely, but then he'd be a goofy young man who'd splash water at her when they washed the dishes together.

"It's a form of Compartmentalisation" he'd said "less a change in personality and more accessing appropriate memories. If I'm teaching, I think back to the times in which I was a teacher, when I'm hunting I think back to when I used to hunt. It's still all me though, so don't worry".

She hadn't fully understood, but his reassuring smile had silenced her. She'd been able to do little else but look away with a burning blush and fidgeting hands.

She still wasn't sure about this Aura he taught her about, she hadn't really been taught to use it yet. He said it was too soon, that it had to settle first. It left her in awe though, this old power from before the God that she believed in. She had been scared by it at first, she had a few fragmented memories of when he came to save her and all she could remember was Destruction and an overwhelming presence in her periphery. Like standing in the centre of a vicious tornado unharmed but knowing a single move would spell your death. She wanted nothing to do with that sort of power, she didn't wish to harm anything. But Mr. Jaune had simply chuckled and explained

"My soul is far older than it should be, but yours is new and untainted. You can do whatever you want with it... in fact, I'll show you the beauty of it"

She remembered the calming white glow that came from him in that moment, the soothing wave that flowed from their joined hands and throughout her body. Not a single aspect even whispered of the horrible feelings she remembered.

"To sin is to be human" he'd said "but to never grow is to be a monster".

It stuck with her, even if she didn't fully understand that either. She grasped the basic meaning though, the negative parts of human feelings were to be accepted. Not locked away and ignored. It was perfectly normal, natural and okay, to feel anger or hate. Just as much as it was to feel care and love.

Still, even with all that, she had to wait another week before he could teach her to control her Aura. In that time she would be attending a school he'd just been hired as a history teacher for. She'd been warned that Devils attended and that until he could train her properly her energy would be highly noticeable to them. He could prevent it from being detected from long distance but not close, she smiled either way. Stepping onto Kuoh Academy grounds with that same angelic smile, Mr. Jaune walking nonchalantly at her side. As far as the school was concerned he was her legal guardian, so they could interact as much as she wanted! He'd also promised to protect her no matter what, so she didn't fear anything at this moment. Nothing at all, not while he was beside her.

Devils? Well she wasn't capable of believing them to be nefarious without meeting them first but if they were she still wasn't worried.

Mr. Jaune would keep her safe and happy!

"Asia-san, Rias-Buchou would like to speak with you"

The class had come to a halt as the popular Kiba walked in. Though, A throat clearing snapped everyone to attention.

Stern Mr. Jaune glaring down on all of them but most especially the boy who'd interrupted his lecture.

"Get out of my class" he stated firmly "and back to your own. I'll be reporting you for truancy, and Rias as well"

Kiba sputtered, and retreated with an uncomfortable frown. Asia felt sorry for the boy, if only a little bit. She'd noticed that the popular students of the school got a lot of leeway from most of the staff, but then Mr. Jaune wasn't most. When in teacher mode, as she'd come to call it, he was uncompromising. No interruptions, no slacking off and though he didn't stop anyone from speaking to each other quietly, the moment the volume rose too high he put a stop to it. He'd said that sharing information was vital to learning, that if your friend knew the answer but you didn't then ask. Honestly, even though Asia had become rather fond of her friend Jaune, Teacher mode had certain... charms, that left her a little breathless at times.

Five minutes later, Mr. Jaune sighed heavily as a knock on the door interrupted him. He marched over calmly, though Asia could sense his agitation. Opening it revealed the most beautiful girl Asia had ever seen. Long red hair, glittering eyes and perfect sweet smile and enviable breasts that eclipsed her own. She was the embodiment of the notion of female beauty. Yet despite the lustful sighs of the boys and the admiring ones from the girl's, the assistant teacher was unmoved.

"Ahh, Arc-Sensei. I was wondering if I could borrow Asia-chan for a moment?"

The voice that came from the red headed beauty was a blend of seductive and sweet, not too far either way as to come across as manipulative but it seemed to win over everyone else.

"No."

The door closed in the girl's face, and Mr. Jaune returned to his position and demanded everyone to get back to work. She did so with a giggle, she imagined he wasn't earning any points with the male demographic of the school. That said, jealousy reared up in her heart as she glanced around, the girl's seemed intrigued by their teacher. That red head was probably never turned down by the males, she could only imagine that made some of the girl's envious.

Jaune approached her when the lunch bell rang, speaking in the tone he used at home. Friendly and warm, it made her flush lightly. She had a home with him after all, it wasn't just a house she lived in.

"Asia-chan" the older boy used the accepted suffixes as naturally as he breathed when she had trouble with them. Especially the multiple implications that could be attributed to them. Also he only used honourifics with her, instead rather rudely calling everyone else by first name alone.

"want to join me for lunch?"

The students paid no attention, they knew that he was her guardian but given his strict teacher mode most just assumed he was just a strict teacher when in class and a caring older brother figure outside of it. That was how he probably intended their relationship to be; but she couldn't see him as a brother at all. Otherwise her thoughts of him would be decidedly more sinful.

"Yes!" She squeaked happily, smile full force.

She followed him out, chatting about everything and nothing. He handed her a lunch box, the native people called them Bento's, the weight revealed the hearty helpings within without even looking.

They ended up settling under a tree in the courtyard, it was almost like a romantic picnic. She enjoyed it for all she was worth, or she did until someone interrupted her again. An older student she'd seen before. Akeno-sempai, she didn't know her surname, she was the embodiement of a perfect Japanese woman. One that would look just as amazing garbed in a high grade Kimono and that white makeup. She didn't speak to interrupt, merely sat down with them and pulled her own lunch from her side.

"Akeno" Jaune greeted casually, hardly breaking his concentration and continuing to tell her about their plans for the weekend. (He was taking her to familiarise herself with the town). Asia listened with half an ear, excited for sure but mostly curious as to why another person had joined them so unexpectedly. In a lull of conversation, Asia struck.

"Umm, Akeno-Sempai?" The girl looked up to smile kindly at her "can we help you?"

The perfect Japanese woman simply dapped at her lips delicately with a handkerchief.

"I was hoping you might join me to meet with Rias. She thinks you might make an excellent addition to our club!"

The cheerful tone of the girl had Asia smiling, but it was brought down immediately by her friend and housemate.

"Oh, I never told you who they were did?" Jaune muttered quietly. "Asia, this is one of the Devils I mentioned"

Akeno's smile tightened but she didn't interrupt as Jaune continued speaking.

"They probably want to know about your energy or ask you to join their peerage. If it's the first, and you chose to go- then say nothing about it. If it's the latter then the choice is yours, in which case I'll still teach you but the first rule will still apply"

Jaune had spoken so casually that neither girl could really respond properly. Akeno continued to smile tightly and Asia glanced between the two indecisively.

"I'll go meet them but... Can you come too?"

"Actually-"

Jaune interrupted Akeno's attempted refusal with a glare, before smiling down at her.

"Of course, if that's what you want. Let's go then!"

His cheer at the end had Asia giggling at his exuberance- No matter the things strict Teacher Mode did to her, it was regular Jaune that inspired the warmest and nicest feelings in her heart.

Rias had not expected Arc-Sensei to swagger confidently into her clubroom alongside a tense Akeno and happy Asia. She'd asked her queen to get Asia, hoping to sway the newest teacher with her poise and acting where Kiba and herself had failed. She couldn't help but frown as the two stood before her desk patiently. Asia fidgeting nervously and Arc-Sensei looking around in boredom.

"They know" her Queen whispered in her ear, eliciting a wide eyed glance. She composed herself quickly, hoping neither had seen her momentary surprise. She made to open her mouth but the new teacher spoke first.

"No, she won't tell you about her power and no we aren't enemies. If you want Asia in your peerage, explain why and what you can offer her. If she accepts then great, but if not then that's great too. Either way, her power remains a secret"

Stern eyes focused on her, and despite feeling nothing extraordinary from the young man, Rias felt kowed. She breathed in steadily, gazing at the serious looking teacher.

"Do... do you have the same power?"

There was a nearly imperceptible tremble to her voice as she spoke, unnerved by the surety and confidence the unknown possessed.

"No" she almost breathed a sigh of relief, a regular human she could deal with- then he continued "Asia's is a weakened version and different enough that they can't truly be called the same"

The mans face fell into a truly regretful look then, never breaking eye contact.

"It's a power that should remain forgotten, and it will. Asia is a special case, and beyond precious. I've promised to protect her, but that doesn't mean I'll prevent her from making her own choices. Explain honestly why you want her to join you and if she accepts I won't stand in her way. I hold no animosity for your kind, to me you're just people with extra bits"

He smiled warmly, just for a fraction of a second, but the stern look returned quickly. Still, it left her breathless. This man whose energy was non-existent yet exuding power, the guardian of this girl whose own energy flooded the school even now. He was being honest and even if she wasn't a fan of secrecy, his attitude had her stowing many demands. She asked, then, only.

"Can you at least give me something? I've never felt... this before"

The man looked conflicted, but sighed in defeat.

"It's called Aura and it's old, older than anything else you can think of. It's also not a Sacred Gear. I'm sorry but that's all I'm willing to share"

Rias nodded, it was hardly helpful but at least it had a name now. She would ask Grayfia about it sometime, the woman was fairly knowledgable about all sorts of abilities.

With some reluctance she spoke at length about why she was looking to recruit the blond girl, uncomfortably wringing her hands as she described her marriage and her absolute desperation to get out of it. The two listened carefully, Asia honestly welling up with tears at the circumstances. Rias finished by apologising in genuine regret for her selfish reasons but she was soon cut off by a warm chuckle.

"There's nothing wrong with being selfish... I'll help you out independent of whatever Asia decides. I can't give you power, but at the very least I can train you all. I may not look it but I'm an expert combatant"

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Asia Argento had a guardian angel, a guiding light that always protected her. Whenever something bad happened, whenever she was overcome by self doubt or fear, he would appear and ease all her burdens. She'd never suffered an injury that wasn't due to her clumsiness, on the rare occasions she was ever in danger her special angel would appear and protect her. At first it had been nothing but a bright white light in a roughly human shape, then as she grew older it became more and more distinct, it showed up more and more often. It was still too bright to see but she'd established what she could. Exactly 6 foot in height, broad shouldered and was never without a sword in his hand. And it was definitely a He because some days he would speak to her. When incorporeal and invisible he would whisper to her, he would praise her kindness, tease her over things, tell her to be careful or how to avoid danger while still healing the injured and on even rarer days he would sit silently in the corner as she slept, the one hint to his presence was the light that shone from him creeping under her eyelids. It never woke her, not like sunlight did when it did the same, it simply provided her with warmth and security and kindness that she only remembered upon waking. It wasn't unusual for a person to fall in love with such a being, and she did. She utterly loved her guardian angel.

And in the dark of a church, as she was surrounded by fallen angels and rogue priests who had revealed nothing but ill intentions for her, she finally saw his face.

Snarling and twisted in rage, his blond hair short and spiked, his blue eyes tempests of an unimaginable storm, tattered white chest plate covered in rending scars from some unknowable battle. He had no wings, no halo, but she didn't for one second believe him anything but her own special angel. Even when he began to cut down any with ill intent before her, as he drenched himself in blood and gore for her, she could feel nothing but love for him. The Angel who had finally revealed his face to her.

"Asia is kind" her Angel stated coldly to the trembling and injured foes before him, she could see his hatred easily and felt her soul ache at the sight, but she trusted her Angel. Implicitly.

"She's kinder than I am, so... Bow and apologise, repent to the only person keeping you alive. God? Jesus?" Her angel questioned snidely, Asia strained against her shackles as her body tried to close the distance between her and her hurting angel, her beloved angel who was so overcome by anger and yet staying his hand for her sake. "They won't save you. I won't save you, but she's willing too. Scum like you, using your belief to fuel your desires, I won't hesitate... So pray to Asia for forgiveness!"

All but the Fallen Angels collapsed to their knees as pressure she could not feel seemed to weigh down on them. Sobbing and shaking, fear overwhelming on their faces.

"Please... Mr Angel" she whispered quietly "please don't hurt them any more"

Her voice carried and he froze in his angry trembling, the fallen Priests looking in shock, but she cared not for them, not as much as those blue eyes that caught hers. She saw everything in them, his soul on display for all to see but she alone could read it. He'd been with her for so long, protected and saved her. He lead her to her second ever friend, he held himself back from attacking that perverted boy who had offered his hand in kindness. He'd disliked the boy immensely, hated his perversion but did nothing because she had so few friends and that devil boy had been genuine in his offer of friendship. He was always thinking of her, even now when he genuinely wanted nothing but to kill those who dared attempt to hurt her. In someways she felt guilty, that she had such control over a being such as he, that if she asked It of him then he'd do it. He never complained, never even brought it up, but she feared that she was overriding his own freewill. So even asking him not to kill, the only thing her entire being hated, it made her feel guilty.

But he always listened and never complained, and his voice always sounded happy when he succeeded in protecting her.

He sighed, and turned back to the enemies around them. He sheathed his sword at his side, that same bright white light intensifying momentarily. The Fallen Angels fell to the floor, their wings separating with a wet slump.

"Run away" he stated calmly "and remember. Remember just who saved your pathetic lives, remember the girl you planned to torture and kill, remember that she is the only reason you live. And remember, I'll always be watching over her!"

It was strange, the expressions that all suddenly wore. Each enemy paled and shook and looked almost sick, as if something incomparable had shown itself to them. Some eldritch horror from those books she'd once read had appeared before them and driven them to the brink of madness. They fled without second thought, injuries ignored despite several missing limbs and wings, they fled on their hands and knees, they ran like pathetic humans.

She couldn't help but feel pity and sorrow for those who had stood in the presence of her Angel. But she still felt nothing but love for that being who was always with her.

Her restraints snapped, and she fell forwards without fear. Her eyes closed naturally but she felt no fear of pain, because her Angel caught her gently and cradled her against his now armour-less chest. His bright blue eyes and small smile soothing her as the stress and exhaustion finally overwhelmed her.

Her last memory was of her Angel slumping slowly to the floor and wrapping his arms comfortingly around her.

She remembered pouting, because his embrace felt like that of a brother. She would have preferred one of a lover from him. A nun she may be, but she'd only taken the Simple Vows. She wasn't a selfish person, but her Angel had given her cause to one thing. To turn away from taking the Solemn Vows, her love for god was great but it wasn't greater than her love for her Guardian Angel.

When Issei burst into the church in preparation of saving his friend, that cute nun Asia, he'd been prepared for combat. He'd been prepared for Raynare and a dozen priests, but only a lone person stood before them. Arms crossed, eyes closed and his stance relaxed yet his newly acquired instincts screamed caution. The only thing that stopped him form charging forwards, stopped him from screaming for him to give Asia back to him was that same nun curled up behind him. A blanket covered the sleeping girl, her face serene and smiling. So it was with confused caution that had him stepping forwards, Koneko and Kiba behind him taking their cues from him.

The strangers eyes snapped open, piercing blue filling every twitch the made.

"Are you enemies?"

The blond teen stated calmly, taking a step to stand protectively before the sleeping nun.

"Oh?" The boy focused on him after a moment and relaxed slightly, stance closing and eyes along with it.

"It's the devil boy. I didn't particularly want you around her, but so long as you keep those perverted thoughts to yourself then you may approach"

Issei startled at being addressed, confusion rankling at him just enough to momentarily divert his concern for Asia.

"Do I know you?"

The blond stranger sighed before opening his eyes once more to cast a crooked broken smile to the girl sleeping on the floor.

"She calls me her Guardian Angel" the stranger scoffed despite his gentle smile and Issei could do only one thing.

"You're real!?"

Asia had mentioned a guardian angel repeatedly, her first and only friend until he himself had chosen to offer his own friendship/ despite his slightly perverted reasoning at the time. He'd asked why such a being didn't stop her falling, or prevent her from any of her clumsy acts . Honestly it had been a little annoying playing second fiddle to some imaginary being. Her smile had been sheepish but blinding. It didn't protect her from her own clumsiness, though she'd said he rather than it further annoying the pervert, it only kept her safe from outside harm and guided her when she truly needed it. To find out the being was real, it was surprising. And it filled him anger. This teen, he'd stood by as Asia walked away from him to this cursed place and he'd only found out about the nefarious intentions from a weird stranger with black hair with a blond fringe. Still, Asia was safe and there were no enemies insight if he truly was Asia's guardian Angel.

"So..." he stated uncertainly "you'll let me take her?"

The blond growled and pressure weighed down on him from all sides, on his fellow peerage members too.

"Take her? Not a chance. Until she wakes up and makes her own choice, she won't be disturbed"

The threat in this beings quiet voice and the power that had felt like it was tearing him to shreds had him abandoning all hope. Until it vanished and the blond closed his eyes one last time.

"But you can approach if you wish, wake her though and you'll lose your heads"

When Asia opened her eyes it was to little surprise that the comforting presence of her Angel was the first thing she noted, completely ignoring the concerned brunette looking down at her.

"Mr angel?"

She asked from her prone position, and it took not even a second before blue eyes and blond hair appeared before her vision.

"I'm here" the smiling Angel responded before he turned distasteful eyes to something outside her vision.

Turning her head she caught sight of Issei and a number of others, most prominent being a frowning Redhead who was staring distrustfully at her Angel. She understood why, these people were obviously Devils and they would never get along with Angels, as sad as that thought was.

"They have a choice for you Asia" Mr Angel states gently "I made certain it was one you would get to make" she noticed him glaring at that redhead again but paid it no mind for the moment.

They explained then, the choice before her. To become a Devil or remain a human and leave Kuoh forever. They couldn't except a member of the church, former or otherwise, in their territory. She either joined their peerage or left. She instinctively turned to her Angel even knowing that he wouldn't help her in a matter like this. Just as she expected he smiled down in her, even though it was only recently she'd been able to see his face she'd always been able to tell what expressions he was making. Even when he was nothing but a vaguely human shaped white light.

"It's your choice Asia, you can't look to me for this"

If she were perfectly honest, she wouldn't mind sticking around. She liked Kuoh, she liked hanging out with Issei even if she disliked his perverted tendencies, she enjoyed this country that didn't praise her as a saint or despise her for healing a devil. But her thoughts turned to her Angel as they always did.

"Would you leave me?"

Her Angel smiled at her, dropping to his knees to softly ruffle her hair.

"You know I'm not really an Angel, don't you?"

Of course she did, but that didn't matter. Of course she knew, Angels had wings after all, but hadn't he done everything she believed and Angel would do? He hated injustice, he stood up for the weak, he protected her and others too. He hand nothing but kindness in his heart even when he was fighting. This being had killed, she'd known that for so long, and yet he'd never done so in all the time he'd been protecting her. So whether he was really an Angel or not, he was to her.

"Would you leave me?"

She asked once more, and he sighed with amusement.

"Of course not. I made a promise that I would protect you, and Jaune Arc never breaks a promise"

Jaune Arc? Asia found herself smiling stupidly, hand rising to clutch the necklace concealed beneath her tattered robes that held A symbol depicting a rainbow. She finally had a name for her Angel, for the being she loved even more than god himself.

"I want to stay" she mumbled "so please don't leave my side"

With a grin Jaune stepped away from her, looking blandly back at the red head.

"You heard her. Do as you please, but remember. I'll be sticking with her"

Before the redhead did anything though she stared at Jaune.

"I'd need to turn you too if you want to stay with her"

Before Asia could feel any form of fear her Angel grinned a feral smile, teeth on display.

"You can't, after all... I'm just a Remnant left over from an old world, trapped in a special necklace. I chose Asia, to hold my power. Thick of me a weapon, or a familiar or whatever. But trust me when I say, harm her in any way and you won't live"

Asia said nothing, much as she wanted to. He wasn't being honest, he wouldn't kill anyone. She didn't want him to do that, and she knew for that reason alone he'd never kill again. But she didn't stop him from making his threat, because at the end of the day he was only looking out for her. She loved him after all, he was her Guardian Angel, her best friend, he was the one who would abandon the entire world if it meant keeping her safe. She'd known that since she found the necklace. Now she had name to put to her Angel, she was reminded of something she'd realised a long time ago.

Jaune Arc had witnessed suffering beyond any she could imagine, he'd lost friends and family to evil and even though he wasn't technically alive he refused to abandon the living. Even when burdened by great sorrow, he would match forward. To protect whatever it was he had decided to protect.

Jaune Arc sighed, Asia had fallen asleep after her turning and he was loathe to go back into that Necklace. He may have been the one to choose his eternal prison but that didn't make it comfortable. That rusty old necklace hung around Asia's neck day and night, she only ever took it off to bathe or clean it, she was exactly the sort of person to carry his Relic. She cared so much for that ratty piece of jewellery, as if no expensive finery could ever compare to the thin steel chain emblazoned with his family crest. He'd wanted his powers to belong to someone who could feel that way about something so rusty and worn down. That sort of person he felt was the only sort that could be trusted with his destructive capabilities. Those in search of power rarely look to insignificant items that look cheaply made after all. She was also completely resistant to even the mere thought of using him as a weapon.

In the past, the Relic he embody had been a symbol of power and was obviously important- an ornamental blade was hardly a fitting disguise. The Demon sealed in that sword was stupid though, so he'd taken s different option when the Brother Gods trapped him in a Relic.

"Who are you?"

The Devil girl demanded of him quietly, and he was at least a little pleased that she remained quiet for his charges sake.

"I told you, I'm the remnant of an old world. What did you really think your Gods were the first to create life?"

Judging by the look on her face, they did. He leant back into the sofa he was lay on, careful not to disturb Asia or the white haired girl who'd fallen asleep next to him and was currently curling cutely into his side for warmth. He hadn't the heart to disturb her either, both those girls reminded him a lot of Ruby and he'd never been able to turn that little monster down.

"Urgh" he groaned "It's complicated, trust me you won't understand, but think of me as the last of the "first" humans. We came before you Devils, Angels- before even that Biblical god of yours. I choose to be sealed away so the four defining traits of life could stay balanced. Asia found me when she was very young, and I trusted her to use my power correctly"

"Defining... Traits?" The girl asked in confusion. Jaune shrugged to himself, it wasn't as if he needed to keep this secret. Far as he knew he was currently the only Relic that had been awakened in this era. Hopefully it'll stay that way, because he was not looking forward to that reunion.

"Choice, Knowledge, Creation and Destruction. The four things that make up any sentient being. There's a Relic for each"

His words flew over her head, but she made a valiant effort to look as if she understood.

"And which are you? Choice? You did make sure I didn't take away Asia's ability to choose her fate despite me telling you repeatedly that I wouldn't have done so"

He smiled sardonically. Perhaps he was a bit harsh back there, but he's had run ins with all aspects of the Supernatural and he could count the good Devils with one finger.

"Me? Nah, that's taken by Wei-" he paused briefly "No, I'm not choice"

He refused to bring those bad memories back up "but to answer your question. I'm Destruction"

He grinned sharply at the surprised looking girl "funny right? I have enough power to burn down this entire world, and I'm in the hands of the gentlest, kindest and most loving person you've probably ever seen"

He smiled down at the blonde head on his lap, gently tapping her nose and watching it scrunch up in her sleep to his amusement.

"And that's exactly why I'll use my power for her. Because I know I'd never regret doing as she asked. She won't use me to destroy"

"But isn't that your purpose? As an embodiment of Destruction?"

He shook his head at the confused Devil, at the confused teenage girl. Perhaps it is a bit misleading.

"It's true that my power is dangerous, it's true that I've used it to kill and maim and break. But that's not my purpose, I exist to facilitate creation. You destroy a mountain to create a boulder, you destroy that boulder to create a sculpture. The old must die for the new to flourish, the new must wither as well. I suppose you could say I'm ambition, that I'm passion or focus. A could be a hammer or a blade, or even a chisel or a stick of dynamite... but perhaps I'm just confusing you more, huh? It wouldn't be a stretch to think me a physical

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"Humanity does not recognise the authority of the supernatural"

Those words had been spoken so calmly by the teen boy before her, in his arms an unconscious nun. One her Pawn had apparently befriended and learnt had been kidknapped by the Fallen angel faction for some nefarious reason. The rescue attempt had been successful, sort of. They'd arrived to find all the Fallen Angels and they're rogue priests rounded up and handcuffed in front of the church, the aforementioned blond teen overseeing as suited and booted regular Japanese men inspected the area.

Honestly it looked like some shady, secret government organisation conducted a mission.

The fact they weren't batting an eye at the winged individuals or the fact several Fallen priests were yelling out attempted spells revealed they were in the know however, so she'd made to reveal herself.

Reveal her role as land owner and Heiress, but that human teen had shut her down with those words. He smiled nonchalantly, spoke plainly and he made no move to do anything against her or her group, simply continuing to oversee whatever was going on.

She tried to explain that they were here to rescue the girl in his arms, that it was only right he give her to them. Her answer shocked her.

"Sorry, but as her adopted brother I'd rather she stay with me for a while. On that note, which of you is Hyoudou?"

Rias didn't need to say anything as her new pawn stepped forwards nervously. With a trembling smile the boy spoke

"So you're the guy she spoke about? Jaune-san right?"

The blond nodded with a warm smile

"That's right. Asia was looking for me that day, but yeah. Thanks for trying to look out for her, when she's recovered you'll be the first to know. I ask you give me a day, but visit the mayors office the day after and I promise you can see her"

The blonds smiling face was disarming in its friendliness. Issei could see exactly why Asia had gushed so much about this guy when they hung out. He was exactly as she'd said, annoying as he found that. He really didn't see Devils, just as Asia said. Just a person with extra bits. Jealous as he was he could see why Asia held so much love for this guy. He didn't see the sword or armour the girl had spoken of , but he saw everything else. The kindness, the strength (just his presence alone as his right arm shaking). This guy was strong but unlike all the enemies he's encounter so far, he didn't flash it around with arrogance and malice- he shielded it with care and consideration.

"I expect you'll ask your brother about this" he spoke, this time directly to Rias again "but make sure to tell him the Last Huntsman is proud of what he's trying to do, and that I'm glad my protégée has kept at least one of my lessons in his heart"

Rias faltered a moment, barely regaining her composure.

"You're really him?" The girl whispered in awe "the Boy Who Wanders Enternity?" Incredulity shone on her face "the Special Existence? The Human who stands above all races?"

Jaune smiled before them, sadly and with an age coming to him that made him seem a withered corpse despite his youthful looks. He stepped towards them, Asia Argento still cradled gently to his chest.

"And many other useless titles" he replied in deep sadness "but yes. I am the one who decides for humanity. The final human, the one who'll watch all crumble to dust... but... if you ask me? There's only one title I hold dear..."

The teens smile changed, a weight falling on every supernatural presence to witness. It was still kind, Still loving but held an ancient malice and hatred that set everyone on edge.

"I'm Asia Argento's older brother!"

Issei shivered violently in fear, any perverted thoughts he may have had towards the girl vanishing, fleeing, as if he'd never bought them. This cold oppressive atmosphere that scared even the humans dragging away their cowering prisoners, it was as if it was a warm blanket to the nun in his arms. Snuggling closer to the man holding her and smiling, her cheeks blushing.

"Bastard" Issei muttered before slapping his hands over his mouth ad that smiling blond turned to him. That smile was definitely malicious no matter how kind it seemed.

"I trust I can count on you to be a perfect gentleman Issei Hyoudou?"

"Yes!" He yelped, bowing rapidly as this scary overprotective brother smiled at him. He doubted the boy had to worry about suitors all that much, however. Given how Asia spoke of this guy- there was only one romantic partner the ex-Nun would accept and it sure as hell wasn't a Devil, Fallen Angel or any other supernatural being that existed.

"Good, good" the blond laughed heartily with the vanishing of his overwhelming presence. "Jinn wouldn't be pleased if someone got too close!"

Despite the boys laugh, and everyone else's confusion of who 'Jinn' was, only one thought rang through the heads of the gathered.

'It's you who we should worry about!'

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"Ah, Miss Devil? I'm afraid I you can't do that"

Rias Gremory span on the spot, hovering over the almost entirely dead body of one Issei Hyoudou. Behind her stood an extremely innocent looking nun, clear blue eyes and long blond hair. The girl, younger by a year or two, displayed no hostility despite her attire and knowledge. This did not mean Rias wasn't wary however, tensing her body in preparation for conflict.

"Excuse me?"

The nun smiled kindly, perhaps not even noticing the incredulity or aggression in her tone.

"You can't do that, Mr Jaune would said I should tell you that while he calls that boys parents. If you have questions though, he is behind you now"

Snapping her head round, neck aching from the speed, she came face to knee with another blond. The teen was staring down critically but not angrily or with hate, more so simply taking in everything. She didn't have time to even speak, let alone move away, before the stranger did so instead.

"He will be taken to a hospital, his parents have been notified that he was involved in a tragic car accident. His date was unfortunately killed by a hit and run driver but he escaped with only minor injuries. If you wish to add him to your peerage you may do so only after he has been given the choice. Your brother will be hearing about your failure to notify the relevant people of a Fallen Angel incursion. Good day miss"

The blond hefted Issei into his arms easily, as if lifting nothing more than a particularly large feather, before smiling over to the nun.

"Come now Asia, we can go to that restaurant you wanted to try"

As the two walked off, her mind caught up with everything that was happening. She squashed any anger she felt, given the level of knowledge this teen possessed and his ability to approach her without her even noticing she felt it best to avoid a fight whilst alone.

"Wait! Who are you?"

The boy turned with a friendly smile, no animosity or annoyance whatsoever.

"I'm Jaune, I'm in charge of the humans in this town. I guard them against supernatural threats but do not get involved with Devil or Angel business otherwise. I'm surprised, I've sent you and Miss Sitri multiple letters concerning the Strays in this town but neither of you have ever contacted me before"

Her breath caught in her throat. Memories of when she'd been given this land coming back.

She'd forgotten, but she wasn't truly the owner of this town. That role was split between the humans who governed humans and her and Sona who governed the supernatural. Just as a threat to her kind fell within her jurisdiction, threats to humans fell to this boy.

A boy she remembered her brother telling her not to piss off.

"Um... Ah..." she stuttered slightly "you, uh, aren't saying I can't take him though... c-correct?"

The boy smiled wider, and nodded.

"Of course you can, but it must be his own decision. I've not had to interfere with a resurrection before, but you haven't been here long and you're friend has always asked her targets first

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There you go. Every failed attempt. I think there's some "good" ideas hidden in their somewhere but that's probably my bias speaking. As someone who really dislikes DxD, but believes it has a brilliant foundation as a story (ignoring all the wish fulfilment and soft core anime "porn"), I think it's a great story base.

But as someone who never got passed episode 3 and had to rely on FanFiction this probably isn't even close to any accuracy.

Well, that's all. I hope it's at least a little entertaining...

I'll go back to attempting in-universe stuff instead now.