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And, as usual, I have no clue if this thing's undercooked or burnt to a crisp straight from the author's kitchen
"Would you die for me?"
The infamous line.
The starting plot for the entire DxD plot.
Before Issei could open his mouth to sputter some idiotic answer or perhaps a confused 'Huh?' the world was split by a sound off loud blast
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
The next thing Issei registered was a figure clad in a cream utility jacket standing a few feet away, shotgun raised, firing mercilessly into Yuuma.
The light spear she was conjuring fizzled out into harmless particles. The lights in her eyes, both the human disguise and the Fallen Angel underneath, snuffed out instantly.
She collapsed onto the concrete like a marionette with its strings cut, lying motionless in a widening pool of her own blood on the fountain's edge.
Issei stood frozen in place, drenched in blood.
His knees shook violently as his brain struggled to process the sheer violence that had just unfolded in front of him. He stared down at Yuuma's lifeless body, his breath coming in ragged, terrified hitches, before slowly raising his gaze to the stranger holding the smoking weapon.
The stranger in the utility jacket lowered the shotgun, racked the slide once out of habit, and looked over at him with all the concern of someone checking the weather.
"Oi. You alive over there?" the man asked. "Blink twice if your brain hasn't rebooted yet."
Issei's mouth worked soundlessly for a few seconds before anything came out.
"Y-Yuuma...?" Issei stammered, "W-WHY?! Why did you kill her?! What the hell is wrong with you?! SHE WAS MY GIRLFRIEND!"
The Stranger lowered the shotgun, resting the weapon casually over his shoulder while the heavy barrel hissed with leftover heat.
He gave the hyperventilating teenager an utterly unimpressed look.
"Well, Mister Protagonist, you should actually be thanking me," he said, "By blasting this bitch into the past tense, I just saved you from developing a severe, lifelong psychological trauma toward women." he said as he walked over to Yuuma body and kicked it to make sure she was dead
Issei blinked through his tears, "T-Trauma...? What are you even talking about?!"
"I'm saying I did your future mental health a massive favor," he chuckled, taking a step past Yuuma 's corpse.
"Besides," he added, a little more casually now, "this way, you don't grow up flinching every time a pretty girl smiles at you. Your whole 'harem plan' is still very much on the table. You're just doing it without the part where your first date tries to skewer you"
Issei stared at him for a long moment, somewhere between horror and disbelief.
"...Who even are you?" he finally managed.
"Gabe," the man said simply. "Just a tourist passing through, Remember That!"
“Oh, and speaking of the Devil, they really are coming, You're going to get caught by them, and this is the perfect time for me to run,” he said as he Run away toward the forest Kuoh.
And suddenly, a circle appeared not far from Issei, and what Gabe had referred to as the Devil was none other than Rias Gremory, who was immediately startled by the situation she now found herself in.
“What in Lucifer's name happened here?”
(Gabe POV)
After walking a very long way into the heart of the Kuoh Forest, I received another notification about my accomplishment ;
[Feat Achieved!]
[Grand Assassin of SI-OC no more]
[Kill Raynare before you are killed by her and avenge the hundreds of SI-OCs who died at her hands]
[+1 Gold Random Gacha Ticket]
[Feat Achieved!]
[The Butterfly's First Flap]
[Stopping the canonical event that defines this world setting protagonist's destiny]
[+1 Gold Trait Gacha Ticket]
"Eh, not bad, basically, for I almost used up all the Combat Shotgun ammo I had, but I'll talk about it later..." I said as I entered my temporary home here.
‘I'm still mad at my luck, from getting a silver ticket to getting the entire Solo Leveling Volume, even though I joined a group that said it was just another Korean Slop Mahwa.’
‘But yeah, I hope Rias here is still a hardcore weeaboo, and if we met, she'd probably think solo leveling is the coolest work of literature, because MCs are always Aura Farming everywhere.’
"Ah, whatever, it's time for the gacha," I said, taking out two golden tickets and seeing what I got.
Rolling Random Gold Ticket :
[Kendachi Mono-Two]
|Elite Item|
Cyberpunk – A monomolecular katana with exceptional cutting power. Comes with a laser to give it RGB lighting along the blade's edge. It comes in a traditional two blade set of katana and wakizashi.
Rolling Trait Gold Ticket :
[Hero Candidate]
|Rare Trait|
You are a Hero in training, whether you are fit to take on the title of a real hero is to be seen, all Holy and Light abilities are slightly enhanced and the strength and duration of blessings are extended.
And a katana and wakizashi set appeared in my inventory, along with a decent trait.
"Well, a katana set from the Cyberpunk Red tabletop game, plus the possibility to become Excalibur wielder, and a visit from the wannabe Hero Faction." I said with a sarcastic remark at the end.
I'm really fed up with groups led by that misogynistic lapdog Indra, Cao Cao.
The "Heroes" faction: first move was to kidnap Yasaka in order to lure the Great Red there and kill him, simply to prove that humans are stronger than all supernatural beings, even though they themselves actually use powers derived from the supernatural: Sacred Gears.
“Ah, never mind all that. Come to think of it, has Indra been spying on me since he got Clairvoyant?” I wondered. “Maybe I’ll just try it tomorrow.”
And after feeling pretty satisfied with today, I headed straight for my bed, which is actually quite comfortable.
“Another day, and I’ll become more appeared on the supernatural radar in Boobs Land,” I mutter before falling completely asleep.
"and another day facing the possibility of whether I will change this world for better or not…….'"
"eh who care…."