Now, Lucifer toyed with Kokabiel, his Pride's Flame a blazing aura, holding back to savor the fight. My girlfriends—Rias Gremory, Sona Sitri, Raynare, Kalawarner, and Mittelt—stood battle-ready, their auras fierce despite the shock of Lucifer's true identity.
Asia Argento, my Best Friend, gripped Boosted Gear, Ddraig's voice steadying her. Lilith ("Lila"), Best Friend, watched with ember eyes, a queen amused. Dragon Slayer, lethal to dragons, sat ominously in my inventory, its threat to Asia's Boosted Gear unspoken.
It was Wednesday, the church a battlefield frozen in Kuoh's time-stopped reality. The Gamer System chimed, a blue screen flaring, unseen by all, Gamer's Mind steadying my pulse, soul-erasure restriction binding my tongue.
System Directive: Excalibur's Apex
Alert: Dimensional convergence initiated. Irina Shidou and Xenovia Quarta teleported to witness Lucifer vs. Kokabiel, unaware of user's possession of Excalibur fragments. Fusion protocol authorized to counter Kokabiel's revelations.
New Quest: Witness and Wield
Objective: Observe Lucifer's battle with Kokabiel and fuse all seven Excalibur fragments (Mimic, Rapidly, Transparency, Nightmare, Blessing, Destruction, Ruler) into True Excalibur, exclusive to user. Survive Kokabiel's revelation of God's death.
Rewards:
True Excalibur: Holy sword, combines all fragment abilities (Mimic's shape-shifting, Rapidly's speed, Transparency's invisibility, Nightmare's fear, Blessing's holy enhancement, Destruction's ruin blast, Ruler's command), 3,000 damage (6,000 vs. unholy). User-exclusive. Stored in inventory.
Failure Penalty: Fragments lost to Kokabiel; -60 to all stats, permanent -50 Luck.
Time Limit: Immediate fusion post-battle observation.
Activation: Teleportation of Irina Shidou and Xenovia Quarta initiated. [Y/N]
The quest's weight was colossal—fusing all seven fragments into True Excalibur, a blade only I could wield, its power rivaling gods. Kokabiel's revelation of God's death, a canon truth from the Great War, would shatter Irina and Xenovia, devout Church warriors.
My Intelligence strategized: survive the revelation, fuse the blade, leverage Lucifer's dominance. I selected Y, a vortex flaring beside me.
Irina Shidou and Xenovia Quarta materialized, their holy auras stunned, Mimic and Destruction absent from their hands—stolen by Freed and Kokabiel.
Irina's orange ponytail swayed, her eyes wide; Xenovia's blue hair framed a stoic face cracking with shock.
"Issei?!" Irina gasped, recognizing me, her childhood friend. "Lucifer… alive?!"
Xenovia gripped her empty scabbard, tense. "The Devil himself… how?"
Rias, Sona, Asia, and the fallen trio turned, their shock mirroring the Church duo's. Rias's whispered, "Lucifer's return changes everything." Sona's mind calculated, "A living Satan…"
Asia's Boosted Gear hummed, Ddraig silent but steady. Raynare's devotion snarled, "The Morningstar steals the show."
A new vortex flared—Azazel, leader of the Grigori, twelve black wings spread, radiating calm menace.
His golden eyes locked on Kokabiel, voice dry: "You're making a mess, old friend." His Observe-read thoughts confirmed: "God's death was my burden. Kokabiel's a fool to scream it."
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Fight: Lucifer vs. Kokabiel
Lucifer, holding back at 50% power, danced with lethal grace. His Pride's Flame flared, a fist slamming Kokabiel's chest—5,000 damage (HP 106,200/150,000). Kokabiel countered, Fallen Light spears raining—2,000 damage grazing Lucifer (HP 295,000/300,000).
His Agility blurred, swords conjured from Pride's Flame slashing—5,000 damage to Kokabiel's wing (HP 101,200/150,000). Kokabiel's Warlord's Aura hit, dropping everyone's Intelligence. Lucifer laughed, resisting, "Child's play."
Kokabiel roared, Fallen Light spears intensifying—six hitting Lucifer, 12,000 damage (HP 283,000/300,000). Lucifer teleported, his Agility matching Kokabiel's, Pride's Flame erupting—a 10,000-damage inferno torching Kokabiel (HP 91,200/150,000).
Kokabiel summoned Void Chains, 200 damage/sec binding Lucifer (HP 282,800/300,000), but his Strength snapped them. A knee crushed Kokabiel's ribs—7,000 damage (HP 84,200/150,000).
Irina clutched her cross, trembling. "Lucifer lives… impossible!" Xenovia's stoicism cracked, "The Church lied?" Azazel watched, amused, "They're learning the hard way."
Kokabiel, bloodied, grinned maniacally. "You fools cling to lies! God died in the Great War—angels, fallen, devils, all bled Him dry!" His voice echoed, a revelation shattering faith.
Irina fell to her knees, reeling. "God… dead?" Tears streamed, wavering: "My faith… a lie?" Xenovia gripped her scabbard, holding, but eyes hollow. "No… the Church's purpose…" She trembled: "What do we fight for?"
Rias gasped, stunned. "God's death… Sirzechs never spoke of this." Sona's Intelligence steadied, "A secret kept to prevent chaos."
Asia's heart broke, Boosted Gear dimming, "God… gone?" Raynare, Kalawarner, and Mittelt, fallen angels, sneered—devotion unshaken: "Old news. We fell anyway." Lila nodded, "Truth burns, but frees." Azazel sighed, unmoved, "Told you, Kokabiel—silence was wiser."
I stood firm, Gamer's Mind blocking shock, me knowing the canon truth via system archives. Kokabiel's revelation was a distraction—Lucifer's fight my focus.
Lucifer smirked, still at 50%, a blade of Pride's Flame slashing—8,000 damage to Kokabiel's arm (HP 76,200/150,000). Kokabiel's Fallen Light pierced, 4,000 damage (HP 278,800/300,000).
Lucifer's fist crushed Kokabiel's shoulder—6,000 damage (HP 70,200/150,000). Void Chains bound again (HP 278,600/300,000), snapped instantly.
Kokabiel's Abyssal Wrath roared, grazing Lucifer (HP 278,100/300,000). Lucifer countered, Pride's Flame comet—12,000 damage (HP 58,200/150,000).
Kokabiel staggered, his Agility slowing. Lucifer, toying, hurled him into the altar—10,000 damage (HP 48,200/150,000).
"Bored yet, warlord?" Kokabiel spat blood, "You'll never stop the war!" His spears rained, 6,000 damage (HP 272,100/300,000).
Lucifer's aura flared, a single punch—15,000 damage (HP 33,200/150,000). Kokabiel collapsed, panting, not defeated but humbled.
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Fusion: True Excalibur
The system chimed, urging fusion. I summoned all seven fragments from my inventory—Mimic, Rapidly, Transparency, Nightmare, Blessing, Destruction, Ruler—glowing orbs circling me. Irina and Xenovia gasped, realizing their blades were mine. "Issei… you have them?!" Irina cried, shocked. Xenovia's face hardened, "How dare you!"
I ignored them, Gamer's Mind focused. The fragments hummed, holy light converging, my Intelligence guiding the fusion. Reality warped via Phoenix Force, accelerating the process. The orbs merged, light blinding, forming a longsword—golden hilt, blade shimmering with all fragments' powers. Observe revealed:
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Item: True Excalibur
Level: Transcendent
Durability: Indestructible
Effects:
Mimic: Shape-shifts into any weapon, 3,000 damage.
Rapidly: Doubles Agility (800).
Transparency: Grants invisibility.
Nightmare: Fear aura, -100 Intelligence debuff.
Blessing: Enhances holy magic, +1,000 damage.
Destruction: 20-meter ruin blast, 3,000 damage (6,000 vs. unholy).
Ruler: Holy Command, forces enemies below 1,600 Intelligence to kneel.
Restriction: User-exclusive (Issei Hyoudou).
Status: Stored in inventory.
The church trembled, True Excalibur's aura overwhelming. Irina sobbed, "Our holy swords… fused by you?" Xenovia gripped her fists, "A simple human wielding Excalibur… blasphemy!"
Their faith, already shattered by God's death, crumbled further. Rias squeezed my hand, "You've surpassed us all." Sona nodded, "A king's blade." Asia's eyes shone, "Issei… you're our light." Raynare, Kalawarner, Mittelt smirked, devotion proud: "Our dragon's a god."
Azazel chuckled, "Nice toy, kid. Kokabiel's screwed." Lila's Charisma gleamed, "A blade for epochs." Lucifer paused, Kokabiel pinned, approving, "Wield it well, brother."
Kokabiel spat, "You'll never stop the war, dragon!" Lucifer's fist silenced him—5,000 damage (HP 28,200/150,000). The battle paused, the church a tableau of shock—Lucifer's existence, God's death, True Excalibur's birth. I stood, blade ready, war looming.
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It was Wednesday, Kuoh's time unfrozen by the system. The church's air was heavy, the ground littered with debris. Kokabiel knelt, bloodied, his aura dim. The Gamer System remained silent—no new quests, but its weight lingered, my Gamer's Mind steady, soul-erasure restriction binding my tongue.
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Azazel's Judgment: Kokabiel's Banishment
Azazel stepped forward, his twelve wings casting shadows, golden eyes cold on Kokabiel. "You've screamed enough, old friend. God's death was our secret to keep, not your war cry." His Intelligence radiated authority, his voice a blade. Observe revealed: "Kokabiel's folly ends here. Cocytus will silence him."
Kokabiel spat, "You can't stop the war, Azazel! The fragments—" His eyes flicked to me, sensing True Excalibur's aura. Lucifer's fist silenced him—5,000 damage (HP 23,200/150,000).
Azazel raised a hand, a teleportation circle flaring beneath Kokabiel, its sigils pulsing with icy blue light. "Cocytus awaits, warlord. The deepest, coldest hell—sealed forever."
The circle activated, a vortex of frost and shadow swallowing Kokabiel. I glimpsed Cocytus through the rift—an endless abyss of ice, chains of frozen starlight binding souls, the air so cold it burned.
Kokabiel's scream echoed as he vanished, sealed in the Underworld's deepest prison, powerless. Azazel's Endurance held firm, his voice low. "He'll scream no more wars." He turned to me, golden eyes knowing. "Nice blade, kid. Keep it hidden."
Rias squeezed my hand, her Intelligence awed. "Cocytus… even Sirzechs rarely speaks of it." Sona nodded, "A fitting end for a warmonger." Asia's eyes softened, "No more pain from him." Raynare's devotion smirked, "Good riddance." Irina and Xenovia stood frozen, their faith's collapse raw.
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Irina and Xenovia: Pawns of a New Faith
Irina knelt, orange ponytail limp, cross necklace clutched, tears streaming. "God… dead? Our prayers… for nothing?" She trembled, wavering: "Issei… how do we go on?" Xenovia stood rigid, blue hair framing hollow eyes, empty scabbard a symbol of loss. She held, but her facade cracked: "The Church lied. My purpose… gone."
Rias stepped forward, crimson hair glowing, her bond with me guiding her. "Irina, Xenovia. The Church used you, but your strength remains. Join me—my peerage. As pawns, you can rise to any rank but king, forge a new purpose." Her Charisma shone, Power of Destruction a gentle pulse.
Irina looked up, eyes red. "Rias… a devil's peerage? After God's death?" Xenovia's stoicism faltered, "We're warriors of faith… but faith in what now?" My Intelligence read their despair—pawns offered freedom, power, a family.
I spoke, Phoenix Force's charisma enhancing, "You're not alone. Join us, fight for Kuoh, for each other. True Excalibur's with me—your blades live on."
Irina steadied, nodding. "Issei… I trust you. I'll join." Xenovia exhaled, firming. "For a new purpose… I accept." Rias summoned Evil Pieces, two pawns glowing crimson, merging with Irina and Xenovia.
Their holy auras melded with devil power, stats unchanged but potential unbound—pawns able to promote to queen, rook, knight, or bishop in battle.
Observe updated:
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Name: Irina Shidou (Pawn, Rias Gremory's Peerage)
Level: 50
HP: 16,000/16,000
MP: 8,000/8,000
Strength: 160
Endurance: 160
Agility: 160
Intelligence: 160
Luck: 160
Abilities:
Holy Aura: 500 damage vs. unholy, 10-meter range.
Pawn Promotion: Can become queen, rook, knight, bishop (stats +50% in role).
Thoughts: "God's gone, but Issei and Rias give me purpose."
Relationship: Childhood Friend (80/100)
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Name: Xenovia Quarta (Pawn, Rias Gremory's Peerage)
Level: 55
HP: 18,000/18,000
MP: 9,000/9,000
Strength: 180
Endurance: 180
Agility: 180
Intelligence: 180
Luck: 180
Abilities:
Holy Strike: 600 damage vs. unholy, melee.
Pawn Promotion: Can become queen, rook, knight, bishop (stats +50% in role).
Thoughts: "Faith lost, but I'll fight for this new family."
Relationship: Ally (85/100)
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Both women, reborn as devils, turned to me, Irina's voice soft: "Issei… you wield Excalibur now?" Xenovia's gaze hardened: "Protect it."
I nodded, True Excalibur's weight in my inventory a vow. "Always."
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Asia vs. Vali: Dragon vs. Dragon
As the church settled, a new vortex tore open, the system's chime silent but its presence felt. Vali Lucifer, host of Divine Dividing (Albion), stepped through—white hair, blue-green eyes, white dragon armor gleaming, his storm of power. Observe revealed:
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Name: Vali Lucifer
Level: 80
HP: 180,000/180,000
MP: 90,000/90,000
Strength: 1800
Endurance: 1800
Agility: 1800
Intelligence: 1800
Luck: 1800
Sacred Gear: Divine Dividing (Balance Breaker)
Divide: Halves opponent's power every 10 seconds (caps at 1/16th strength).
White Dragon Armor: Triples stats to 5400 in combat.
Compression Divider: Obliterates targets below 1000 stats.
Thoughts: "Ddraig's new host… a test for Albion."
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Asia stepped forward, Boosted Gear glowing, fierce despite fear. "Vali… why?" Ddraig's voice rumbled in her mind: "He's Albion's host, girl. Stronger, experienced. Fight smart."
(A/N: Vali is going easy on Asia)
Vali smirked, "Ddraig's vessel—a nun? Let's see your fire." His wings flared, Divine Dividing activating—"DIVIDE!" Asia's stats halved to 75 (225 in Balance Breaker), her HP 7,500/15,000. She roared, "BOOST!"—stats doubling back to 150 (450), Dragon Scale Mail encasing her in crimson. She charged, his agility slashing claws—600 damage grazing Vali (HP 179,400/180,000).
Vali dodged effortlessly, White Dragon Armor tripling stats to 5400. He countered, fist slamming Asia's chest—5,000 damage (HP 10,000/15,000).
Twilight Healing flared, restoring 15,000/15,000. "DIVIDE!"—Asia's stats halved again to 75 (225), claws missing.
Vali's Compression Divider fired, a white beam—Asia rolled, dodging, but the beam grazed, 2,000 damage (HP 13,000/15,000). Twilight healed.
Asia's "BOOST!" doubled stats to 150 (450), claws raking—800 damage (HP 178,600/180,000). Vali blurred, kicks landing—10,000 damage (HP 5,000/15,000). Twilight healed. "DIVIDE!"—stats to 75 (225). Asia summoned Twilight fields, boosting allies' HP, but Vali's fist crushed her armor—7,000 damage (HP 8,000/15,000). Twilight healed. Vali predicted her moves, Compression Divider firing—Asia couldn't evade, 5,000 damage (HP 10,000/15,000).
Asia roared, "BOOST!"—stats to 150 (450), dragon breath firing—1,000 damage (HP 177,600/180,000). Vali's Divide halved her again, fists pummeling—15,000 damage (HP 0/15,000). Asia collapsed, Twilight unable to keep up, unconscious but alive. Vali stood over her, "Weak. Ddraig deserves better." He vanished, vortex closing.
Rias rushed to Asia, her Charisma soothing, "You fought bravely." Twilight fields revived Asia, tearful. "I… failed." I hugged her, "You're alive. That's enough."
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Aftermath
Azazel turned, calm. "You've got Excalibur, kid." Irina and Xenovia, now Pawns, nodded, their new devil auras settling. Rias kissed me, "True Excalibur's yours alone." Sona gripped my hand, "We rebuild now."
Raynare, Kalawarner, Mittelt smirked, devotion proud. Lucifer and Lila watched, bonds steady, "The dragon rises," Lila said.
The church stood silent, Kuoh's time resuming. True Excalibur's light, Vali's threat, and God's absence reshaped our war. I endured, blade in hand.