《A Power Manipulator's Multiversal Adventures》 Death and Rebirth Getting stabbed, as it turns out, is not what I expected. You would expect to experience pain and what not. What you will truly feel after getting stabbed is numbness, followed by the paIN AS IF A THOUSAND DWARVES ARE PLAYING SKIP ROPE WITH YOUR INTESTINES! OH AZATHOTH! THE PAIN! -ahem- Why do I know this fact? It''s because of the bloody kitchen knife in a young lady''s hands. And my bleeding stomach. And me, lying in the pool of my own blood. "It never had to end this way, you know..." she trailed off as she licked the blood on the knife. Not now boner! No matter how much bloody Yandere girls turn you on, bleeding on the ground is not the proper time! "It''s truly a shame," tears slowly trickled down her face. If it wasn''t for the knife and all the blood, it would truly be a heart wrenching scene. "I truly loved you, you know..." Alas! How cruel is the world! For two lovers to be separated by life and death! OR NOT! "But what did you do?!" She threw the knife to the side as her pupils constricted. With a crazed look on her face she continued, "You threw me away for that skank! I loved you! I lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove you! And I hate you for that! You threw away my love! You threw away my heart!" As a Yandere lover, the scene would truly be a perfect one. IF I F*CKING KNOW WHAT SHE WAS TALKING ABOUT! I never had a girlfriend in my entire 18 years of living! Heck, all experience that I have was with Miss Linke Handottir! "L-" I coughed a mouthful of blood. By the old one, speaking when your abdomen and possible your diaphragm was punctured is hard! "Look lady, a-as much as I appreciate you feelings, a- I think you have the wrong person." That earned a closer look by the lady. Judging by the widening of her eyes, she probably noticed her mistake too! Thank the old ones for reasonable Yanderes! "Oh! Oh my!" She gasped rather loudly as her hands cover her mouth while backpedaling rather quickly. "I''m truly sorry! I though you were that ch*eating b*stard!" I gave her a stiff smile a stiff smile. Shit! My vision is already darkening, meaning that not enough blood was being delivered to my brain! My facial muscles are already numbing as is the extremities of my limbs! "B-believe me lady," I weakly say," if I e-ever get in a relationship with s-someone as beautiful as y-you, then I''d never t-trade you for a-anyone el-GAH!" And then my world is pain as my bloody torso was met by heels. "Oh! I''m very sorry!" The lady apologized as she bowed. "Your words were quite similar to his so I just acted on instinct, you know!" Cthulhu dammit woman! What is wrong with you?! Oh, she''s a Yandere, carry on! "I-" Before I can utter any words, more globs of blood rose up and went out from my mouth. Now I know my esophagus was also punctured. And then red and blue lights danced upon the window as sirens rang throughout the house. "Oh my, would you look at that!" The lady exclaims before picking up the knife. "For all it''s worth, I''m sorry!" With a final apology, she ran towards the back door.This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there. And there I was, bleeding on my $25 carpet. I wonder how much will cost to remove the bloodstains? Heh. Even when I''m about to die, my mind is still on inane stuff. I guess this is it. This is the end of my story. I wonder where I''ll end up? Heaven is out of the question. So hell or purgatory? Or will I be wiped clean and taken into the cycle of Samsara? Gods. I hope my brother will find my note on the final page of my journal and erase everything on my PC and hard drives. If not, then I guess he''ll have a hard time answering the police. Like my collection of Loli Snuff, Loli feet, Loli Yandere, Loli with hats, Loli with sweaters, Loli with glasses. You get the point. And so I closed my eyes, fully embracing the end. I lived my life as I wanted it. If this is truly the end, so be it. Goodbye world. "As much as your monologue has proven to be amusing, I still have other work to attend to." A voice akin to the ringing of bells entered my ears. That''s weird, my hearing was supposed to have deteriorated by this stage. Also, where''s the pain? My eyes shot open and what greeted me was the visage of the most alluring woman I have ever laid my eyes on. "Thank you for the compliment" She smiled. And apparently she can read my mind. "So, god? Death? Akasha?" I asked her in succession and she nodded at the last. "So, what does the personification of all of creation has to do with me?" "Hmmmnn..." She made an amused sound. That was not good for mah heart! "Tell me, what are the most defining parts of your life?" I raised an eyebrow, wordlessly asking the obvious question. "Humor me," She replied. "Well, during my accident when I was twelve and when I bought my first Pl*tia plushie when I was fifteen, I guess." "Hmmmnn..." Goddess! I know you can read my mind, but please stahp! Wait, you can read my mind. You are doing this on purpose aren''t you?! With a slight upturn of her lips, she took out a book and glasses from nowhere and began reading. Gah! Now it''s megane shoujo! Are you trying to kill me via doki-doki induced arrhythmia?! "Elric Blackmore, died at the age of 18 due to murder by a Yandere who mistook his apartment with her ex-boyfriend''s. His intelligence is very high, but not enough to be considered as a genius. Physical ability is above average. Has the social awareness of a rock, as is his leadership ability. He is very good at deducting and inferencing data. His logical skills is nothing to scoff at either. All in all, an intellectual that has the potential to rise above the faceless masses." "We-" My words were interrupted as she slammed the book shut before throwing it upwards. Then, a massive blaze emerged from her outstretched hand and engulfed the book in a fiery conflagration. "Elric Blackmore soul was recorded to have died on that day when he had that accident when he was twelve. His death would have led to his father pouring his time into work to forget the pain and his mother spoiling his brother leading him to die at the age of 16 due to overuse of drugs." "What was baffling is that his body continued to function even without his soul but with all his memories, essentially becoming a living meatsack emulating the man known as Elric. At the age of fifteen, a spark of soul was found inside him, and contrary to the laws of this realm, has formed ex nihilo*." "Instead, his father became a successful business man while being a dedicated father to his family, going home every week just to spend time with his wife and kids. His mother became a successful government employee having raised filial children. And most importantly, his brother who was pushed to his limits and became a renowned genius who became the youngest Licensed Pharmacist at the age of sixteen." What. What? What?! Okay... That... That was some info dump. "S-so you meant to say that I''m a soulless husk of meat?" I asked. "Why do you think you felt so empty all those years ago?" Her lips upturned, this time as a smirk. "Huh... So what changed?" "You gained a soul. Specifically, you f*cked the rules of rebirth and made a soul outside the cycle of Samsara." "And this is bad?" A nod. "Essentially yes. You see, life and death hangs on a thin balance. When a soul dies, it goes to the afterlife where it will be slowly purified and sent back as a blank slate." "And I come in where?" "I''m getting to that part." Her eyes narrowed slightly. I nod at the unspoken warning. "Okay, usually we have people removing themselves from the cycle via Enlightenment and whatnot. This is not necessarily a bad thing. You see, the cycle can be likened to that of a balloon filled with air to the brim. When a soul leaves the cycle, the balloon gets smaller. However, if a single soul enters, the whole balloon pops. You get what I''m trying to say?" I nod. "So me dying is a bad thing." A pause. "Essentially yes." "So what now?" "Now? There are a few solutions to this problem. One, I erase you from existence. Two, I can send you somewhere else..." "And three?" "And three, you can become my source of entertainment?" "Wait... Like a ROB (Random Omnipotent Being)?" "Yes, but more closely to Jump-chan or a patron." "Do I at least get cheats?" "Yes. It makes things more fun that way." "Why didn''t you say that in the first place? I don''t care whether I''m a soul fragment, a fake, or something. Now, this contract, I ACCEPT." "Wonderful, I knew you would say that!" "Of course, you are, after all, a mind reading personification of creation." Another smile, this time one of mischief. "And to answer why I did this in the first place, let me ask you this: If you can do something utterly redundant and useless but fun, would you still do it?" "Yes." With that, I was off to a new world. Chapter 1 Imagine having the worse migraine that you''ve ever experienced. Now multiply that pain by hundreds of times. Apparently, getting shoved to the body of a ten year old kid causes PAIN OF A THOUSAND SUNS BURNING YOUR BRAIN FROM INSIDE OUT! -ahem- As I was saying, one moment I was in that room with that cute goddess, the next moment I am writhing in agony as my soul adapted to my new body. A few moments of pain later, the memories starts to come in. My name was Elric, now it''s Cristina Glasya-Labolas, the only daughter of Falbium Asmodeus, the Fourth Satan. Yes. I am now a girl. And I am okay with that. To start with, I was never really that attached to Elric Jr. I was a Bi in my previous live so no sexuality confusion for me. Yay me! Anyways, apparently I was dropped into the DxD world. A world where the leaders of major factions are perverts, except Michael who''s a total doormat, dragons are perverts, the strongest being is a motorcycle stunt addict, the second strongest is a sad loli with the emotions of a rock, and oppais reign supreme. I wonder why this universe haven''t exploded yet. -Ahem- Back to the matter at hand. First order of business, check out my new ''meatsuit''. Heh. Looking down, what entered my sight was a modest twin buds. My hands looked as delicate as porcelain. A few strands of my silver hair entered my sight. I nodded once. My new body seems to be adequate, if a little lacking in the muscles department. Once I finished checking out my body, I turned my attention inwards. There, from the depths of my soul, lies ten pulsing orbs. I ordered an orb to come to the forefront of my mind. The orb obeyed and what greeted me was the sheer power contained within an orb! It was like each orb has the energy of a single universe! But that was not what really interests me, power in this universe can come easily. The sheer potential contained within each orb is astonishing! Once given an instruction and given enough time, each orb can become anything! This! This is an ability I''m very intimate with. The power of limitless growth! Power Manipulator is the name of this ability. With this, I can easily reach the apex! "Kuhahahahahahaha!" Indulging myself, I broke out in a maniac laughter. Somehow, it doesn''t seem to suit my smooth voice so I stopped. Calming myself, I scanned my immediate surroundings. I was in a fairly large room with a Victorian feel to it. A queen sized bed with a heavenly softness, a large mirror and a huge dresser in one corner, a table and a few chairs in the middle of the room, A TV in the far off corner above a fireplace with a pair of couch and a coffee table in front of it. Then I heard knocking from the huge wooden door far off the distance. I mean literally.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. The door was at least a few meters away. Probably more than ten. "Mistress, may I come in." I racked my brain for the appropriate response. "Ah, you may!" Despite the distance, the voice traveled without being muffled! The door creaked as it opened revealing a brown haired maid. "Good morning mistress!" The maid, Orianna, bowed as she entered the room. In her hands was a tray carrying my breakfast. "Lord Asmodeus would like to meet with you after you break your fast." "Ah, is that so?" As much as I would like to stay in this wonderful bed, I slowly crept out. "I wonder what Father wants to talk about." Once I was out of my bed, I directly went towards the dresser. Orianna, having put the tray in the table already was already beside me. With another small bow, she started to undress me. It was a routine for the two nowadays. Orianna was this body''s personal maid, and she takes care of almost everything we need. After dressing up, I went to the table to eat my breakfast consisting of pancakes and coffee. Good. It seems that I won''t have to k=commit suicide because of the heresy of drinking tea. "Permission to speak mistress," Orianna who was standing a few feet away suddenly said as I was about to finish my breakfast. "Ori, it''s just the two of us here,"I smiled as the steaming cup of heavenly goodness touched my lips. "You don''t have to be so formal." "I-I would never be so impudent!" "Ori, that''s an order." Sighed before her shoulders sagged. "That''s unfair Tina," a tinge of pink dusted her cheeks. "Anyways, you seemed to be different today. Did something happen?" My eyes slightly widened. Of course she would notice! She''s been with this body since we were a child! Schooling my expression, I answered. "Yes, you could say that. But that''s not really important right now." "Very well. It''s just that you seemed more carefree, more relaxed." "And what''s wrong with that?" "Nothing. In fact, I''m glad. Being the child of a Satan is a huge shoe to fill." "Hmmm..." Making a sound of acknowledgement, I finished my cup of coffee. "Shall we?" I stood up and waked towards the door. "Very well mistress." Orianna answered as she went ahead of me and opened the door. "Speaking of, where is Father?" "He is in the study mistress." "Sleeping?" "Yes." "Figures. Orianna, leave me be and prepare two cups of coffee to be delivered at the study." "Very well mistress." Orianna bowed before vanishing off to somewhere. I slowly waked towards my father''s study, the only sound that could be heard was the clacking of my shoes to the marble floor. A few minutes of walking later and I arrive at a massive ornate double door. Without hesitating, I opened the door. What greeted my eyes was bookshelves lined with books and stacks upon stacks of paper. And in the middle of it all was a shining head. Sighing, I went towards the snoring man before taking out a paper fan. Without hesitation, I slapped the bald head with all my might. "Hrrmm?" With a small mumbling, my father woke up. "Tina? Huh. What time is it?" "It''s past eight Father Dearest." "Ah. I guess it''s still nap time then." With those words, he immediately went back to sleep. Hefting the paper fan above my head, I used devil magic to make it bigger, and then mercilessly brought it down once again. "Father, if you don''t do your job, I will call Sera-nee." "I''m up!" With the speed of light, my father took on stack, read it just as fast, and then threw it into a smaller stack with the label ''finished''. Due to his laziness, once father has to do his work, he does it with brutal efficiency and speed. I handed him stack upon stacks of paperwork, seamlessly working together like a clockwork. The sound of shuffling paper and scratching pens filled the entire room, no words were needed between us. Two years we have done this at least once a month. At first there were hiccups due to my small stature, but later I was able to match my father''s pace. Although I suspect that he slowed down a little. "And with this, we are done." With a final stroke, father threw the last piece of paper towards the now massive stack of finished paperwork. A knock was heard from the door before it opened. Orianna, with a tray of two cups of coffee entered followed by more maids. Orianna went to the desk where father and I was while the other maids proceeded to move the stacks of paperwork. Orianna lightly bowed as she set the cups of coffee in front of me and father. "Thank you Orianna. You can leave us now." Father said as he took a sip. Orianna bowed once more before leaving with the rest of the maids. "Now," Father moved his gaze towards me. With a snap of his fingers, magical bindings surrounded my smaller frame. "Who are you and what have you done with my daughter?" Of course he would notice! He''s second only to Ajuka when it comes to intelligence! Add it to the fact that he is a daughter-con! F*ck! Not even half a day passed and I''m already busted! Hmmm... Should I lie, or should I come clean? Well f*ck it. "Father," his eyes narrowed at that as the bindings started to tighten. "Would you like to hear a story?" And so I told him. Of how I lived, died, met with creation, and lived once more. Silence permeated the room. My eyes were downcast, pools of tears were threatening to run down my cheeks. There was this feeling of loss? I cannot put it in words but there is this feeling of pain in my chest. "Hmmm..." With another snap of his fingers, the bindings collapsed into motes of purple lights. "You are speaking the truth." "I would never dare lie to father." "Hmmm... You are her, just as you are him. To me you are still my precious daughter." With those words, he engulfed me in a bear hug. "My cute, and precious daughter." "F-father!" Gah! What is this tingly feeling in my chest! Chapter 2.1 Two Years Later "Are you sure about this?" Father asked. "Yes father." I replied. It has been two years since I''ve come to this world, two years since I became Christina. These past two years have been kind to me. Now standing at 4 feet, with silver hair, porcelain skin, and eyes as dark as night. I have abused the devil''s natural talent for shape shifting and turned myself into a true loli in a white Gothic dress. Loli is justice. In terms of power, I have grown exponentially. As it turns out, Power Manipulator''s charges do recharge, albeit at only one per day. And that means infinite power-ups. Full elemental manipulation, temporal and spatial manipulation, conceptual manipulation, causal manipulation, barrier/boundary manipulation, biomancy, healing, and bunch of other powers. My body is tougher and stronger than post-series Sairaorg. My speed is faster than Vali, and my power is comparable to the Oroboros Dragon and the Dragon of Dragons. Only Father knows about these fact. I have received my Evil Pieces a few months ago, with my queen, rook, and two pawns being mutated. Now it''s time for me to gather my peerage. And I''m not limited to this universe only. Kaleidoscope, a power on the same level as Power Manipulator. It allows travelling through dimensions and multiverses. The original version being wielded by a certain Bloodsucker who pushed back the moon only allows travel and manipulation of local dimensions, and the ability to connect with alternate selves. My version allows me to travel to other realities. These past few months, I have used all my charged to make and boost this ability. Effectively slowing down my growth to a near halt.This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. "Just be careful." Father once more engulfed me in a hug. "I will father." This time, I didn''t resist and waited until he released me. With a nod, I willed my power, forming a portal that shimmers in a kaleidoscope of colors. "And remember, return after a year. I don''t care if you still haven''t finished forming your peerage, or if you have any unfinished business. Promise me you''ll return." "Yes father. I promise on my name as the firstborn daughter of the Satan Asmodeus." "Very well, good luck Tina." With a nod, I took a step into the portal. And emerging in a scene of bloodbath. "Hey, hey, hey, Are you a demon missy? You are too pretty to be a demon?" A deranged voice asked me. Ryuunosuke Uryuu, a crazy psycho killer and was supposed to be Master of Caster in the Fourth Holy Grail War. ''Was'' being the key term. With a flex of my magic, the command seals jumped from his hand to mine. And with a flick of my finger, Uryuu''s blood skewered him from inside out. Now for the summoning. Using the power of the ''Hole'', I punched a hole through space. A page from a book fluttered from the hole and into my hands. I promptly dismiss the ''Hole''. Then, I placed the page into the center of the circle. Changing my energy into prana, I inject it into the summoning circle made by Uryuu. And since I always wanted to do this... "Fill, fill, fill, fill, fill Let the vessel be filled five folds Simply tearing one asunder for every filling" I hereby proclaim, I shall attain the virtues of all heavens I shall embody the sins of all hells If you adhere to my will, to my reason Submit to the beckoning of the Grail!" With a flash of light, a colorful book materialized into the center of the circle. "Hello to the wonderful you! I am Servant Caster, Nursery Rhyme! Let''s make this a happy dream!" A childish voice emanated from the book. "Likewise, Rhyme. May I call you that?" "Hehehe! Silly Master, you can call me anything you like as long as it''s cute!" "Ah, I''ll call you Rhyme then, and you can call me Chris." "Okay Chris!" The book bobbed up and down. "Now, let us leave. All this blood is ruining my mood." With that, I turned and left the house with Caster trailing behind me. "Rhyme, follow me in Astral form." "Okay Chris!" motes of light covered Rhyme''s form before disappearing. With a flex of my power, a large hole is space appeared leading to the mountains in which I went through. A few seconds later and I collapsed the portal. "Rhyme? You can come out now." With a flash of light, another me has appeared but with a black and violet dress. "Yes master?" Rhyme titled her head. I materialized a tea table and two chair. Then, I materialized two cups of coffee. "Join me?" "Oh my! It''s tea time!" "It''s coffee. I can change it to tea if you want." "I would very much like that Chris!" Very well heathen. Be thankful you are cute. With a wave, Rhyme''s coffee turned into tea. "Now, let us plan for this war. Tell me, do you have any wish?" "A wish... I wish to be remembered, to not fade away..." "Hmmm... And what if I tell you I can fulfill that wish?" "Hehe. Surely you jest Chris." "No, I am serious about this." I placed a queen chess piece onto the table. "This is a queen piece from my peerage, this will help you live on without the assistance of the grail. I can help you become a legend that everyone will remember. In turn, you will follow me." "Is it truly?" Rhyme eyed the queen piece, curiosity and disbelief reflecting on her eyes. "You don''t have to answer immediately." I sipped on my cup of coffee, Rhyme doing the same thing with her tea. "Now, let us talk about the war." "I will follow Chris as long as it''s fun!" "Oh it will be fun alright! Tomorrow eve at the dock, all servants will be gathered, it will be the perfect time to strike!" As the moon hung above the clouds, two young ladies were having a coffee/tea party. 2.2 "Both of you, put down your arms. A king comes! My name is Alexander, King of Conquerors. I am participating in this Holy Grail War and received the Class of Rider." "Exactly on time," I muttered as I sipped my cup of coffee. ""What ¨C the bloody hell do you think you''re doing, stupid moroooooooon?" As Rider''s master loudly whined,I placed my cup atop the table. I watched from my seat on top of a shipping container as the events went on as shown from the novel. "Come on out! There must be others. Friends that are hiding in the darkness and spying on us!" Saber and Lancer were both shocked. "¨C What are you doing, Rider?" Facing an inquiring Saber, the King of Conquerors did a thumb-up accompanied with a hearty smile. "Saber and Lancer, your frontal battle is most excellent and fine. The clear sound made from the clashing of sword and spear would perhaps attract more than one Heroic Spirit, don''t you agree?" "That''s our cue," I turned towards my companion. "Are you ready Rhyme?" "Fufufu~" Rhyme giggled as she twirled. "I''m always ready to play!" "Very well then." I nodded at her answer. As soon as I stood up the table, the chairs, and the silverware cracked and broke like brittle glass. "What a shame. What a shame, really! The heroes of might gathered at Fuyuki! Seeing the prowess displayed here by Saber and Lancer, does it not invoke any sentiments from you? Having a name that deserves praise, yet concealing yourself and spying in secrecy; what cowardice. Even Heroic Spirits would be troubled upon hearing this, huh?" The King of Conquerors bellowed once more. After another fit of laughter, Rider tilted his head with a fearless expression at the corner of his mouth, and ended with a challenging glance. "The Heroic Spirits invited by the Holy Grail, gather here at this moment! For those cowards that fear to show their faces, spare yourself the humiliation that Alexander, King of Conquerors, would deal to you. Prepare yourself!" A golden light arrived in response to Rider''s words. The light was still fading, and there already was no surprise left in the heart of the spectators. It wasn''t just a wild guess anymore that this was a fourth Servant who had made an appearance responding to Rider''s provocation.This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. The dreadful point is that the beginning of the hostilities was a gathering of five Servants already. Nobody could possibly conjecture what the turn of events would be. As expected, the golden light came from 10 meters above, atop a street pole, where a figure standing in a shining armor could be seen. Gilgamesh of Uruk, the first Hero, and first King of man. Clad in armor of gold, his entire posture speaks of arrogance! "I didn''t expect there would be three fools in one night to the have insolence of calling themselves kings." Displeasure and irritation was visible on the face of Gilgamesh. "You are mistaken... I am Alexander, the King of Macedonia and renowned throughout history as the King of Conquerors!" "Fool. The only Hero who is a real king in this world is me. The rest are simply lowly imitations." Color was rapidly draining from Saber''s face due to anger. Rider gave a loud sigh, ignoring the insult altogether. "If you are such a king, then why don''t announce yourself? You couldn''t be ashamed of your fame!" At Rider''s provocation, Archer''s red eyes burned with anger. "I gave you the honor of my presence yet you cannot recognize your King? Such ignorance cannot be permitted!" At his words, golden portals bloomed behind him. At each portal, the tip of multitudes of weapons slowly appeared. This is his Noble Phantasm, The Gate of Babylon. Within it are all the treasures of man be in in the past, present, or future. Then, an unexpected torrent of prana swept in a roar. Under the watchful gaze of everyone, the flowing prana gathered and solidified, materializing into she shadow of an armored man. "Hey, King of Conquerors. Did you invite that guy too?" Rider grimaced at Lancers words. "Invited, eh? Look''s like that one has no intention to negotiate." Nothing but bloodthirst flowed from the knight. Without any doubt, the Servant was no other than Berserker. With a flick of my hand, the barrier that hid us broke down, revealing our visage to everyone present. Taking Rhyme''s hand into mine, we jumped down from our spot. "All the guests have gathered!" My childish voice echoed through the docks. "Now it''s time to start the tea party!" Rhyme''s own followed without missing a beat. The gathered servant''s turned their gaze towards us. "A pair of children?" Rider asks. "N-no..." Waver''s wavering voice answered. "T-they are servants!" A light giggle escapes my lips. "It looks like everyone has gathered her for tonight." "And so the story begins." "Now we welcome you" "To our very own" ""Wonderful Wonderland!"" And the world shifted. Gone was the docks ruined by battle. Gone was the starless night sky. Instead, twisted tree and a purple sky replaced the surroundings. "This is-" Irisviel gasps loudly. "A reality marble," Lord El-melloi''s voice drawled out. "It seems that we have been caught by Caster''s trap." Rider pointed out. ""Now, let the tea party begin!"" With perfect synchronicity, Rhyme and I twirled and vanished into thin air. In our place stood five figures. A Knight in a wicked looking armor and horned helm. A Giant of a Man seated on a throne carried by skeletons. A green haired humanoid, clothed in a simple robe. A man that is more beautiful than any woman. A lance wielding knight mounted on a white stallion. Mordred, Darius, Enkidu, Fionn, and Rhongominiad. The five servant''s eyes widened at the sight of someone so familiar to them. With my Illusion Magic, I recreated these figures for two reasons. First, as a mental attack. Emotions would surely cloud their judgement. And second, for entertainment. My patron is surely bored due to my two years of training montage. Then, with nary a thought, everyone bursts into motion. And so marks the beginning of the end of the shortest Holy Grail War in History. 2.3 "Heh! We meet again Father!" The horned knight, Mordred exclaimed as they crossed swords. "Mordred," Saber spat out the name with intense hatred. "As uncouth as ever." Blades clashed against blades as the two knights clashed in a dance of iron and steel. Every strike was a blur the the mundane eyes, yet every strike was parried, blocked, and redirected. Sparks flew in the air as the two continued their rondo of death. A single misstep means defeat. A single err in judgement means death. This was the beauty of two warriors clashing! "You see Rhyme? That beautiful dance. So brutish, so elegant! Just looking at it fills me with passion!" "Indeed Chris! The way they moved looked extremely fun!" Away from the gaze of others, Rhyme and I was watching everything as we once more drink from our respective cups. "Tsk. Your as tough as ever Father." Mordred clicked their tongue as they retreated a few steps away. "You are not my child. You are merely an evil spawn of my wicked sister." Artoria coldly replied. "Heh," In turn, Mordred''s helm disappeared, revealing a face so similar to Saber. "No matter what you say, we are still kin. Now, Let''s finish this!" With a shout, red energy gathered around Mordred''s sword, Clarent. Saber did not respond. Instead, she dispelled Invisible Air, showing Excalibur in all it''s glory. She then lifted the sword, as golden motes of light started to rise from the ground. "Rebellion" The red energy bleed out in a torrent from the silver blade. "The breath of the planet gathers" The golden lights rises and converge on the golden sword "Against my Beautiful Father" The torrent of energy churned "The torrent of light shines" the blade shine with an ethereal light "Clarent Blood Arthur!" A beam of crimson energy shot forth, decimating everything within it''s path! "EXCALIBUR!" A golden wave poured forth from the golden blade, meeting the crimson torrent. The two energies battle back and forth, painting the world in gold and crimson. Soon, the golden light was overcome.
Meanwhile, on another part of the battlefield, a Knight and his previous liege was engaged in a dance of spears. Both weaved and moved, as if emulating a dance. Sparks occasionally bloom as their spears briefly meet. Then, as if reacting to an unsaid cue, both warriors jumped back, creating a large space between them. Fionn twirls his spear, Mac An Luin, pointing it at Lancer. "Well, it seems that you are serving another Lord right now? Let me guess, another woman has fallen for you... a magus, perhaps?" Diarmuid grimaced. "Unfortunately so." "Strange. An adequate magus should be able to easily fight off such an influence. It is more likely the case that woman wanted to be in love in the first place to have allowed it." His friend''s words made Diarmuid pause. "It seems that we both have the fate of trouble with women. Ah, admittedly it is because I am so beautiful that many a tragedy had happened¡­" Fionn said to him. "I''ve almost forgotten how you''ve been mistaken for a women one too many times." Diarmuid chuckled while reminiscing about the past. "Quite so. The matter of Grainne, yes, if I hadn''t charmed those sisters earlier in my life then perhaps I wouldn''t be having so much trouble with women like her." "What?", Shock and anger flashed on Lancer''s visage. "My lord¡­ I ask that you take those words back. What happened then, all the fought is with me not Grainne, please do not besmirch her honor any further." Fionn''s face twisted into a sneer briefly. "Honor? You seem to have mistaken your honor for hers, Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, the top knight among the Fianna knights! Had it not been for my would-be third wife wanting to run off with you and going so far as to place a Geas on you then we wouldn''t have been in this situation."Stolen novel; please report. "Fionn¡­" His grip on his spears tightened as his friend continued to lay the blame on his wife. "I see that you don''t agree? A pity then. Ah, if only this war was a contest of beauty! I would have been the victor¡­ I don''t know about spearmanship but I believe that I shall not lose easily." There was no other need for words as Diarmuid''s twins spears fought for supremacy against the spear that had killed fallen gods. Mac An Luin weaved water in between its attacks against Diarmuid in a beautiful manner as if it was a deadly dance. But Diarmuid was the top knight for a reason, his skill with spears surpassed that of Cu Chulainn despite not being as tenacious as Ireland''s Child of Light. Time seemed to pass quickly as blows reaching up the thousands had been exchanged with Fionn being pushed back slightly. "It''s time we finish this. This is the one blow that has felled gods. Taste it with that body!" Fionn declared as he create a large amount of distance from Diarmuid. "Mac An-" The activation of Fionn''s Noble Phantasm failed as Gae Dearg penetrated his chest. "Sorry, my lord. But, for this war I serve a different lord." Lancer said as he moved to retrieve his spear. Only for his vision to be engulfed by a crimson light.
Gilgamesh smiled as he traded blows with this best friend. Blows upon blows were exchanged, muscles flexing to their utmost limits as one tires to grapple another to the ground. His armor was long discarded, utterly ruined by the strength of his blows. "Now Gilgamesh, shall we finish this?" Enkidu asked. "Heh. I''d like to trade blows with you longer, but if that is what you wish!" Enkidu''s response was a grin as his body glowed gold. "Lets!" "Very well!" A portal bloomed beside Archer, from it, a massive key came forth. Archer took the key and stabbed it into the ground before turning it. The key vanished into motes of light as another golden portal bloomed from where it was stabbed. From the portal came the first sword that split the heaven and earth. "O humans" Enkidu''s body glowed with intense light "I speak of genesis! The Elements Coalesce, Amalgamate, and Bring forth the stars that weave all of creation!" The drill like sword rotated within Archer''s grasp, crimson energy poured like a waterfall. "Let us restrain the Gods." Enkidu''s body turned into a massive chain as it shot towards the sky. "Witness!" Archer brought the sword above his head as the crimson energy continues to grow larger. ""ENUMA ELISH!" With a shout, both attacks clashed. Chain struggled against a torrent of pure destruction. A few moments later and the crimson torrent won. Archer didn''t manage to say anything as a golden spear struck his heart.
I could say that everything went exactly as planned. First, Caster brought them to her own Reality Marble. Then I made illusions of the ones closest to them. Well, in the case of Berserker, something to stall him. The servants did exactly what I wanted. Berserker was fooled to stab Rider. Rider was stalled to be put in position. Saber''s Excaliblast annihilated Rider and Berserker. Gilgamesh''s Enuma Elish killed Lancer and Saber. And finally, Lancer''s throw killed Gilgamesh. Thus, five of the seven servants are dead. "Now, wasn''t that fun?" I turned towards the masters seated at a long table. Caster was by my side drinking her own cup of tea. Kayneth was livid. Waver was quivering in his seat. Kiritsugu and Maia sat up rigidly, their eyes filled with panic. And Irisviel... Who was writhing in pain. "Ah, I knew I forgot something." Yep. I forgot about the Angry Man Jew. The thing that got stuck in the Grail. "Caster, you can take down the Reality Marble now." "Okay Master!" The surroundings cracked and broke like a mirror. The masters were still seated. "Now, what to do with you." I slowly moved towards Irisviel. Before I could even get near her, black sludge began to pour out from her body. Without any hesitation, I formed a barrier, isolating the mud from the rest of the world. "W-w-what is that?!" Waver shrieked. "That is the product of the Grail. During the Third War, the Einzberns tried to summon the Zoroastrian God of evil. They got the one who was made to bear all the sins of the word. In short, the grail is corrupted. Any wish you make will result in the destruction of humanity." With my impromptu lesson, the eyes of the present masters widened. Then something tried to poke my neck. Looking down, I saw a dirk clattering on the ground. And I also forgot about Assassin. I sighed deeply. With a snap of my finger, 99 orbs of light rose to the air and scattered into different directions. Assassin was Hassan of the Hundred Face. One was killed by Gilgamesh, and now the rest will follow. Looking back to Irisviel, the Grail has now manifested. Which is weird because it''s only supposed to manifest in Either in the Fuyuki Temple, The City Hall, The Hyatt Hotel, or Below Mt. Enzo. And the docks is nowhere near the four. Then, a slightly crazy idea popped into my head. I craned my neck and looked at Nursery Rhyme. "Hey Rhyme, have you decided on my offer?" Nursery Rhyme looked at me before smiling. "I have chosen. I will follow Chris!" I smiled. Taking out my queen piece, I moved towards Caster. Under the watchful eyes of the other masters, I pushed my Queen Piece on Nursery Rhyme''s chest. Then, a magic circle with my clan crest bloomed under Nursery Rhyme before fading. "With this, you are now a part of my peerage." Nursery Rhyme didn''t say anything, but she gave me a bone crushing hug. "O-okay! Rhyme! Air!" I slowly extracted myself away from her. Then, I turned back to the Grail and the black mud. "I know you can hear me, and I know you know what I did with Caster. I extend the same offer to you." The black mud stilled. Then it rushed back to the grail. Smiling, I approached to Golden cup. Taking out a bishop piece, I pushed it inside the barrier and placed it above the cup. As soon as the Bishop Piece vanished within the cup, a blinding flash of light came from the Grail. When my vision turned to normal, what greeted me was... unexpected. For there, standing in front of me, is Justeaze in a corrupted Dress of Heaven. Justeaze Lizrich von Einzbern, the core of the Holy Grail. How?! Where''s Avenger?! Justeaze stretched, causing her assets to bounce. "Hnnnngg... Glad to have a body back." Justeaze(?) then smiled at me. "What now, master?" "Now? Now we go home." I opened a portal back to my home dimension. F*ck. I''ll raid Father''s alcohol stash because that did not just happened. Chapter 3 The moment my two peerage members stepped out of the portal, their eyes immediately widened. "T-this amount of mana..." My new bishop muttered under her breath. "Oh yeah, I forgot to mention I''m not from your world," I turned to look at them. Then I knocked my knuckle on my head, closing one of my eyes, and sticking my tongue out. "Tehe~" "AS IF!" To which Justeaze(?) slapped me upside on the head. "OUCH!" I clutched my head in pain. Actually, I didn''t feel that hit, but it''s better to play along. Plus, this breaks the ice. "Ufufufu~" And Rhyme just laughed on our antics. "Anyways, let me introduce myself once again," I took a step back, and curtsied like the proper noble I am. "I am Christina Glasya-Labolas, daughter of the Satan Falbium Asmodeus. I have many abilities, and my wish is to see the wonders of all of creation." "Wait wait wait! Satan?" Justeaze(?) exclaimed. A ''Hole'' opened and dropped a pair of glasses, which I immediately wore. "As I''ve said before, I am not from your world. In this world, the supernatural never left for the Reverse Side." I flared my six pairs of wings. In devils, the number of wings denote how powerful you are. The Low Class Devils have one to two pairs of wings. Medium Class Devils have three to four, and High Class Devils have five. Ultimate Class Devils have six pairs. Those that has powers the surpasses Ultimate Class are called Super Devils. Just like the current Lucifer and Beelzebub. "I am a devil, and you are too now." With that, their devil wings also appeared. "The chess pieces you''ve accepted are my Evil Pieces. It has the ability to turn any living being short of a God into a devil." I manifested a pawn in my hands. "Every reincarnated Devil has to follow the King that reincarnated them. This is to stabilize the flux of Demonic Energy until your body can handle it." "Any questions?" Flicking my glasses, I asked them. Rhyme and Justeaze(?) shared a look before shrugging. I materialized a tea table and three steaming cups. Rhyme and Justeaze(?) joined me thereafter. "Well anyways, tell me about yourselves." I say as I sip my cup of coffee. "Ufufu~ As I''ve said before, I am Nursery Rhyme. I... I am the manifestation of all the stories the children believed in. My wish is to be remembered." Nursery Rhyme looked a little wistful before her face bloomed into a big smile. "My power is to manifest these tales! The Wonderland, the Never-land, any and all!"This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. Nursery Rhyme, a Tale for Somebody''s sake. In the Moon Cell timeline, she was the Servant of a child named Alice, and swore to never forget her, therefore assuming her form every time she is summoned. However, the one I summoned never met this Alice, thus her current form that is a copy of me. "I am Angra -wait. Well, I was Angra Mainyu until I merged with Justeaze." Well that explains it. "You can just call me Justeaze. It''s what this body is called anyways. My abilities include sharing the pain I receive to my enemies, summon the curses I held in my body, and imprint these curses onto an enemy, weakening them. I also inherited the abilities of the Dress of Heaven. I can restore anyone to their origin state, healing them. As for my wish... As Angra Mainyu, it''s to live a normal life. As Justeaze, it''s to create a Utopia for Humanity." I winced, remembering Angra Mainyu''s story. A child who was ritually made to bear all of the sins of man. These sins were carved on his skin, and was force to bear them. He was beaten, raped, tortured, and burned. His skin was flayed, his bones were snapped, his body was starved and battered. And then he was summoned for the third Grail War. To which he died shortly after. But his will and tenacity held on and imprinted itself on the grail. His only wish was to live once more, but by doing so releases all the curses he bears, thus dooming mankind. The Counter Force would never allow this. And if it does happen, the Guardians will appear to eliminate him. Anyways, back to the matter at hand. "Rhyme, can you give me your hand. I want to try something." "Hmm?" Rhyme tilted her head to the side before placing her hand on mine. "Okay?" HNNNGGG! Nursery Rhyme used Cuteness (EX). It''s Super Effective! Player is Charmed! -Ahem- Pushing all these thoughts aside, I dived deep into myself. I beckoned an orb of power, and molded it into the power I desire. A connection to my energy pool, and a copy of my Illusion Ability. I searched for the connection between my king piece and the queen in Rhyme. It was hard to find, but after a few moments of intense searching, I found it. Then, I pushed the molded orb of power onto the connection. I opened my eyes to see the shocked look on my Queen''s face. "C-Chris, what did you do?" "I just gave you some of my power." "Wow..." With a wave of her hand a Raven appeared which flew around us, occasionally saying "Nevermore!" Letting go of my Queen''s soft hand, I turned to Justeaze who was watching with interest. "Now it''s your turn. Give me your hand." Justeaze put down her cup of tea before placing her hand in mine. I dived once more deep into myself and called for another orb of power. A connection to my energy pool, regeneration, a copy of my Umbrakinesis (Shadow Manipulation), enhancement of her current abilities, and the ability to turn off her sense of pain. Then, I pushed the power to my connection with her bishop piece. With these, my peerage just got a massive power boost.
When it''s time once more to leave, I ended up leaving my two new peerage members for various reasons. One, they are still acclimating to their new powers. I am a firm believer that one must know how to use a gun first before buying one. It is why I spent over two years just to train up my abilities. Two, they are still learning about their new roles and responsibilities as my peerage members. As part of the peerage from High Nobility, it would be no good if they did a faux pass even by accident. So I asked my father for tutors. I can still remember the sweet tears of Justeaze~ Lastly, it makes it easier for me to move freely in the next world. Remembering my next destination, I couldn''t help myself but frown. Earth Bet. A dying world. It was a world of superheroes, wherein people with powers fight other people with power with regular people being mooks. A world wherein three (of twenty) unbeatable beast would attack a major City once every three months. Behemoth the Hero Killer. Leviathan the City Killer. Simurgh the Hope Killer. A world where murderers run amok because the heroes were too powerless to stop it. A world driven by violence and hostility. And it''s not their fault. The Entities. Massive Space Whales that moves from civilization to civilization, seeding them with their Shards, the source of powers, push the hosts into conflict, before harvesting them, just to gather data. And their doing it all to prevent the Entropic Heat Death of the Universe. Similar to the Incubators, but less cute. And with the arrival of the Warrior Scion and the Thinker Eden, this dimensional cluster of Earth was doomed to the Cycle. If not for one traumatized teenage girl. And a fedora wearing woman with the power of ''Lol nope I win''. Shaking my head, I stepped into the glowing portal. I have already talked to Rhyme and Justeaze. And then I stepped out in a dark alley. I have two objectives in this world, Recruit Taylor and Ciara, and copy all the powers.