AN: sorry to bring this up so late, time has passed. Everyone has aged roughly 3ish years since the anime (and certain relationships have changed, which I will go into later) so people like koneko and gasper have aged up to around 18

The Hell Walker made his way out of the medical room after being informed about a couple of things that had been "lined up" since he had now finally retrieved his crucible. There was still a large crowd following behind the warrior, the chatter quite loud, and no doubt the followers were discussing the story that had just been told.

The Slayer was finally stopped in a massive room, a few members of the group had broken off (the small servants etc had given their farewells.) but most remained (such as the ORC and higher ups). The room contained pillars and was more of a "living room" if you could call it that. There were couches and seats arranged in the room, along with many flat screen tv's. Certain decorations on the walls and pillars.

"There was a certain someone who asked to meet you..." Sirzechs said.

The Hell Walker looked at the Devil King. "I don't do autographs"

Lady Leviathan immediately jumped in and grabbed onto the Slayers arm. "Please, It's for my sister! She has a certain fan in her peerage who has been desperately asking to speak with you... and I kind of told them that you would meet with them" Leviathan finished as she pressed her fingers together sheepishly.

The Slayer rolled his eyes and reluctantly agreed. With this, two giant doors opened up on the side of the room, Sona Sitri and her peerage entered. Certain members immediately went to talk to members of the Gremory group. Saji talked with Issei, and Sona with Rias. The Hell Walker heard something vaguely from Sona that sounded like "I just brought them here because they wouldn't quit pestering me."

Practically all of the other females of Sona's peerage flooded towards Lady Leviathan, except for Sona's queen Tsubaki, who seemed far more interested in talking with Kiba.

The girls that crowded around Leviathan and the Slayer immediately began firing off questions and talking.

"Is this him?"

"I'm not sure, I've never seen his face"

"Yeah! I only know him by his armor"

"This guy is jacked, so it must be him"

The Slayer turned and looked at Sirzechs and Azazel who laughed at the events that were unfolding and then they turned and took their leave.

The Warrior turned his attention back to the females that surrounded him. It immediately dawned on him that he was not recognized by them because he was not wearing his armor. That armor was a symbol. It was "who he was" in a sense, and how he was recognized.

"Are you...?"

The armor formed around Flynn, his helmet in his hands, and he immediately got a response out of the girls. "It is him!"

The girls chatted, smiling and asking questions that Flynn did his best to answer. Finally, one of the females slipped through to the front of the crowd. She had pale skin and long purple hair. The Hell Walker immediately recognized her as a grim reaper, (or at least a former one) He mentally prepared for a fight, if need be, but the girl wasn't hostile.

"Mr. Slayer..." The girl began. "My name is Bennia Orcus, I am a former grim reaper. I would like to thank you, on behalf of my father, and all of the other grim reapers for killing Hades. My father is now the leader of the grim reapers, and you are viewed as a hero in our eyes."

Ha... Hero. The slayer thought. If she only had an idea of the kind of the horrible things I have done. I am no hero... I am not proud of everything I did, but certain things I had no control over. I did terrible things to terrible people (and "good people") but some viewed me as a hero.

The Hell walker was marching on a young demon boy, not old enough to be a teenager. His eyes glowing a dull grey.

"Flynn you can't do this..." The voice of Brianna coming from behind the slayer. The three horsemen were behind Flynn. The Hell Walker had just slain the boys' father right in front of the child's eyes.

"We know what happened to you was wrong, but think about the rest of us. Basara is killing his own kind!" Sorano spoke. The Hell Walker stopped in front of the boy. He looked back to the three warriors behind him. There was a small group of angels behind the other Horsemen, warriors that had witnessed the slaying of one of the leaders of the 72 pillars. These angels, the lower warriors knew better than to get involved, they just watched as the events unfolded before them, silently judging the entire time.

Flynn turned back to face the child, he looked down on him. He paused for a moment; a pistol formed in his hands as he looked at the child.

A demon "spawned' between the Slayer and the child. Basara looked into the Slayers cold grey eyes.

"He's just a boy!" Basara growled.

The Hell Walker raised his hands up as if surrendering. He continued to stare at the demon for a moment before taking a small step backwards. The Slayer rotated the weapon so that the handle was facing the Horseman of Destruction.

"There is no choice. The child will hold a grudge, and hunt US until he is put down at a later time..." This voice, it came from the suit but it was not the voice of the Slayer, it was morphed and twisted. The way it said 'us' was strange. As if not talking about an 'us' as in the Horsemen, but an 'us' as in multiple Slayers... multiple beings.

"You do it... Kill the child" The Hell Walker indicated that he wanted Basara to use the pistol in his hand to do the deed.

Basara shook his head slowly. "I will not Flynn. I think you are going too far this time."

Flynn rotated the pistol back around. He nodded slowly and looked down at the ground. He appeared to have relaxed. The child cowered behind Basara and the tension subsided for a moment.

*BANG*

Before anyone could react, the slayers pistol morphed into a higher caliber handgun. He had fired directly at Basara, the bullet had entered and exited Basara, and then entered the child, hitting him right between the eyes.

The Slayer had killed the child by shooting straight through Basara.

Basara growled and grabbed Flynn by the helmet, lifting him up into the air and scowling at him.

"There is no choice... I will bear this burden" The slayer said. The Demon dropped Flynn and shook his head, the other horsemen were silent, clearly disappointed by the Hell Walkers actions. This was the beginning of the eradication of Pure Demons.

"Slayer... What are you doing up so late?" The groggy voice of a female brought me back from my thoughts. I had been looking out on the second story balcony. I couldn't sleep. I hardly ever did. Sometimes I laid down and rested but sleep rarely came. I liked to spend my nights looking out at the stars or rewatching the footage of my past (VEGA kept recordings via my helmet cam). I turned around to see a certain devil behind me. The blue-haired one from earlier today.

Xenovia.

She was in her sleeping attire, which consisted of panties and a long t-shirt, and was rubbing her eyes. She had a glass of water in her hands.

We had been invited to spend the night. They decided they would help find me a more 'permanent' residence the next day, since they were so worn out from fixing my arm.

"I could ask you the same thing." I said, still someone enveloped in my past.

"I needed a glass of water... This place is so big. I actually got lost..." She stated. She came up next to me and sat the glass down on the railing. "I've been thinking..." She said. I looked over at her and raised an eyebrow.

"After I was excommunicated, I lost my way. I felt my life had no purpose... I then decided I wanted to live the motherly life. I want my children to be strong..."

I didn't like where this was going at all. The last thing on my mind was having kids. Especially after what had happened... that was a story for another time though.

"After Issei turned me down, I've spent the last few years looking for the perfect man that could give me strong children... Slayer... I want you to father my children... I am still a virgin though so you will have to take the lead..." The devil girl grabbed ahold of my arm and pressed her chest into me.

She wasn't ugly. That wasn't it... and I supposed that would be shallow of me to place my decision on looks alone. I just wasn't in that market right now, and I had prior things that needed to be taken care of.

I grabbed ahold of her hand and pried her off of me slowly. I looked into her eyes, while still holding her hand "Things are a little bit complicated at the moment... I also hardly know you... I will keep you in mind though. You will be the first person I come to" I said with a wink and a kiss on her hand. I was horrible with relationships after all that has happened. I lost a part of myself and never fully regained it.

Xenovia smiled and leaned up to kiss my cheek. Then she grabbed her glass of water and skittered off to bed. As I watched her leave, she did that thing that all girls do with their hips. You know what I'm talking about... anyway I turned my attention back to the stars. I spent a few more minutes deep in thought before returning to my 'room'.

I had a lot on my mind as I headed back. This Xenovia was a very interesting person.

I turned the knob on the door slowly and opened it. I stood in the doorway and saw two mostly naked Youkai fast asleep in my bed... I guess they had been waiting for me for so long that they got tired and fell asleep. My mind wandered to my past with Yasaka as I closed the door to the room silently and walked off. I had always been pretty popular with the opposite sex, although I could never quite figure out why... I suppose I will have to find something else to do until morning comes.

"We still have to figure out where you will stay..." Sirzechs said, everyone had been gathered after a quick breakfast. Azazel, Lady Leviathan, the ORC and the Youkai were all gathered in a meeting room. The topic on hand, the Slayers new residence.

Yasaka had offered to house the Slayer at the shrine, but ultimately it was decided against.

"He could stay with us!" Xenovia blurted out, and then quickly clamped a hand over her own mouth. Irina nudged her with her elbow and giggled softly. She knew Xenovia too well, and she clearly had a thing for the Slayer, not to mention that due to the nature of their close relationship Xenovia had admitted to having a crush on him

Rias shot Xenovia a dirty look, while her and Akeno both looked a bit uncertain, but Issei spoke up and seemed ecstatic "Yeah! That could be fun!"

Sirzechs and Azazel seemed to also like that idea as well, it was briefly talked over and ultimately it was decided that the Slayer would take residence with the ORC on earth.

I had been given my own room in the massive Hyoudou residence. It was nice to be back on earth. I had been instructed to relax for a moment, at least long enough for the higher ups like Michael and Azazel to get their priorities in order, and help find Sorano. I didn't need their help. I wasn't exactly sure what I was going to do about finding them, but if Dina had not been able to find her, I doubt these lesser beings could provide much help.

I sat on the couch in one of the many "living rooms" that the huge household held. I was mindlessly watching the television. There was a show on the underworld called DMZ that liked to report on high-class people in the underworld. They had been speculating about my return, that was the only real reason that I had it on this channel. After the death of hades, it was reported that the Doom Slayer had in fact returned. They seemed to neglect the fact that a lot of higher beings were in fact at my release, but I suppose the press had not actually been there, maybe due to short notice. Also, once again, there were grim reapers who had witnessed me, along with my meeting with Odin. The DMZ crew however seemed to be unable to get any hard evidence since all of the higher ups were busy or refused to comment on the situation. It was quite an interesting feeling. Since there was no actual footage or pictures of my "return" all that they keep cutting to was ancient tomes and or shaky footage of my rampage. They keep talking like I was some sort of 'boogeyman' but kept making light of the situation. I'm assuming most of them were far too young to actually remember what It was like during the great war. So, it would make sense for them to not actually know what happened.

The door to this empty room I was in opened slowly, I expected it to be Xenovia again, since she and I had been spending time together. A couple of days had passed since I had arrived, and I had spent most of them trying to 'relax'. This consisted of minor training with Xenovia (since I did not want to hurt her) having conversations with her, and trips around the town with her (She liked to call them dates, but I was not so keen on the idea. I did however let her just continue to think that).

To my surprise it was not Xenovia, instead, it was a white-haired girl, Koneko was her name (well the name she went by but I never cared enough to go into why she didn't go by her real name). She seemed quite nervous, a look uncommon for her, I also noticed that her tail and cat ears were out... I mentally reminded myself that she was one of the last remaining Nekoshou species. She was a well-endowed female (all of the Gremory group was) with a large chest and curves in all the right places.

"S-Slayer..." She said. I turned my attention to her, and raised an eyebrow to let her know I heard her.

"May I come sit with you..." She asked shyly. I nodded in response, but this was a peculiar request. Koneko made her way over to me and slowly took a seat next to me. She messed with her white kimono a little bit before looking up to me.

"Everything alright?" I asked, this was a natural reaction. I did not know her very well personally; All I knew was what VEGA had pulled up from the underworld internet. There was a lot of useful information on the ORC and even the leader figures on there. I saved the information that was needed to take them down (as a precaution) but it wasn't like I needed to worry anyway. They couldn't hope to kill me.

Koneko stared into my eyes, there was something clearly up, I could see it, in her golden eyes.

"Since I am a Nekomata I have enhanced senses... Slayer... Your presence is … intoxicating" Koneko leaned in slowly and grabbed ahold of my arm. She closed her eyes and took a deep sniff of me. "Your presence... the blood of thousands, no tens of thousands. It's..." Her eyes went wide, she quickly released me and looked down at the floor. I smiled.

"Sorry, that's not the whole reason I came in here I-" Koneko let out a squeak and looked up at me. I couldn't resist. I had to scratch her fluffy ears. Her face flushed red and she tried to continue her thought.

"I know you agreed to let Xenovia sleep with you in your bed tonight... After Issei became famous, he became an airhead. He picked Akeno, Rias and Asia and left the rest of us for 'better women'... I want to stay with you tonight too! I have been so lonely... and your presence... despite how strong it is, it's calming..."

Calming... I had heard that before... where? I ultimately agreed to let her sleep with me as well. After all, she said the same thing that Xenovia had said. I calmed her. I did not understand it. I was a monster. I laid down in that bed and contemplated those words. Calming... Who had told me that? I know I should remember this but it is evading me. My eyes were closed and I was just about to doze off, wow the presence of these two must really be helping. They have a very warm aura about them... almost like a light...

LIGHT! CALMING!

BRIANNA!

I jolted up to find a female figure in the dark room, she was wielding a glowing red dagger and mages staff.

"Who are these two SLUTS Flynn?!"