(Vaelith Livan Lucifer's POV, Age 4)
Darkness.
Then, light.
That was how I remembered my rebirth into this world. One moment, I had been living my past life—just a regular guy who had spent way too much time watching anime and reading light novels. The next? I was Vaelith Livan Lucifer, the youngest son of Lilith and the late Lucifer himself.
And, honestly? What the actual hell?
I had spent the past four years slowly piecing together what was happening. The Underworld, the Devil society, the aftermath of the Great War—this was definitely the world of High School DxD. But there were… differences.
For one, my dear sister, Rizella Lucifer, was a woman.
A dangerously obsessed, overly affectionate, completely devoted woman.
Which meant that this wasn't the exact DxD I remembered. An alternate universe? A variant timeline? Whatever it was, it meant that things might not go the way they were supposed to.
But that wasn't the most important part. No, the real game-changer was what I had inherited.
At just four years old, I had already begun to feel the power coursing through my veins—the inheritance left behind by Lucifer himself.
1. Dark Light – The fusion of holy and demonic power, something that should have been impossible for devils. Yet, Lucifer had wielded it, and now, so could I.
2. Devil Power – My raw demonic power, directly tied to my Luciferian bloodline. It enhanced everything—strength, speed, magic control.
3. Fallen Angel Power – My father Lucifer wasn't just any devil—he was the very first fallen, and from him, I had inherited the ability to wield Fallen Angel traits. Black wings, light spears, and an affinity for both darkness and light.
4. Incubi power – …Yeah. Apparently, my mother's bloodline carried Incubus traits—meaning charm, seduction, and… well, let's just say my presence was already a little too dangerous for female devils.
I hadn't fully unlocked my powers yet, but I could feel them lurking beneath the surface, waiting to be awakened.
And then there was my golden finger.
I had first noticed it when I one-year-old.It just popped up one day.
[ Traveler System Activated. ]
[ Functions Unlocked: ]
Inventory – A personal space where I could store anything I wanted, though non-living
Identity – The ability to identify any being and there powers.
Scenario Points – Earned by changing the plot of this world.
[ Locked Features: ]
Shop – Requires more Scenario Points to unlock.
Multiversal Travel – Completely sealed until the DxD plot begins.
That last part? That changed everything.
I wasn't just a reincarnator. I was a traveler—someone with the potential to jump through worlds once I met certain conditions. But until then? I was stuck here.
And honestly? I wasn't in a rush to leave.
Not when I had the most overpowered family in existence watching over me.
I was spoiled. Absolutely, ridiculously spoiled.
My mother, Lilith, was obsessed with me. She fed me by hand, dressed me in the finest enchanted robes, and refused to let anyone even breathe in my direction without her approval.
"Vaelith, my love~" she cooed, cradling me in her arms despite my protests. "You're still so small… must you grow up so fast?"
"…Mother, I'm four."
"And still perfect." She pressed a soft kiss to my lips, her violet eyes gleaming with amusement. "You should stay like this forever."
…Yeah. She was insane.
The strongest female devil in existence had nothing better to do than cuddle me all day.
And then there was Rizella.
My dear older sister, the woman who should have been Rizevim in the normal timeline, but instead, she was… something far, far more dangerous.
She wasn't possessive of me—no, she was obsessed. A calm, controlled, dangerous obsession.
"Vaelith." Rizella smiled at me, her golden eyes gleaming as she knelt beside my chair. "What are you reading today?"
I sighed. "Just some old magic books."
She chuckled, leaning closer, her fingers gently brushing my silver hair. "You should rest. You're already so smart… There's no need to rush."
"…Rizella." I looked at her, exasperated. "You've been staring at me for the past hour."
She tilted her head. "Oh? Have I?"
"Yes."
She smiled, resting her chin on her hand. "Then I shall stare for another hour."
…Yeah. She was insane too.
But unlike Lilith, whose love was more maternal, Rizella's obsession was something else entirely. She wanted to see me become great. She worshipped my existence.
And honestly? I wasn't sure how to deal with that.
As I sat on the grand balcony of Lucifer Castle, watching the underworld's dark sky, I took a deep breath.
This was an alternate DxD.
And with my Scenario Points, I had the power to change things.
Would I follow the original story? Hell no.
Would I let the world fall into chaos like before? Not a chance.
Would I let my mother and sister continue to baby me forever?
…Okay, that one was a bit harder to answer.
But one thing was certain.
This was my life now.