DxD: Emperor of Chaos

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A/N:

Recommend a name for this fanfic!

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CHAPTER 2

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“Ah, crap. She definitely noticed it.”

Akira muttered as his eyes glanced towards the window where his class was at, his eyes briefly meeting those amber eyes before darting back to face the view in front of him. Scratching his head, he walks back to his apartment, now thinking about his new Sacred Gear.

The Dual Deteriorate, the weaker version of the Divine Dividing, and the stronger counterpart of the Twice Critical. It can Divide a living being’s physical and magical prowess, and then transfer the accumulated power to the user, similar to the Heavenly Dragon version.

That is powerful by the way, weakening an opponent while strengthening your own, the first Divide was the most important one anyways.

The drawback was that he could only Divide once, like the Twice Critical, and if the amount of power accumulated was higher than his body’s limit, or then it simply just fades away into the surroundings.

And given that Balance Breakers on these babies meant another Boost and Divide, he should be set for any career that he wishes to apply to.

Hmm… Maybe basketball? He was a fan of it, he even joined his Middle School one and won then the national championship with an average score per game of 30.2. He could see himself going pro, maybe even becoming a super celebrity.

Canon? Nope, he was not touching that with a stick. From Christian beings to full-on Gods? Hell nah, he was more of a survival person even if he enjoys the thrill of adrenaline. He wasn’t suicidal, he was weaker than a High-Class level devil.

Man, this was just bull. Hyoudou, who had never trained in his whole life, managed to become strong enough to beat a named Fallen Angel from the Bible in just a few months’ time. He had long reached the limit of his natural human body, unless his soul grew more, he would be stuck in this level for a few years.

If only there was a way to somehow surpass this limit so that he wouldn’t get fucked by the supernatural enemies that were coming in Kuoh, like the Phenex.

Sigh, he should finish his daily workout and then get some grub. Even with Himejima-san’s bentos, he still felt hungry. Maybe pizza for dinner? …Mmhm, pizzas… It somehow reminds him of Frieza’s Destructo Disks.

Pizza… Pizza… Pizza…

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Reaching to his apartment, he was taking out his keys when suddenly the door opened. Creeped out since he remembered locking the door before heading out to school, he cautiously pushed the door, his right hand up and ready to summon his Sacred Gear —

DODGE!

He immediately bent backwards once his instincts yelled at him, as a lance-like construct made out of Holy passed through him, barely scraping his hair. The hair behind his neck erected at the amount of Holy put into that spear, that amount would have killed him in one swoop.

That amount of firepower rivalled that of a high Middle-Class, fuck he was in danger. No holding back now, this Fallen came to kill him.

Rolling out of the way, he quickly willed his Sacred Gear to appear, feeling the ferocious red gauntlet appear on his left hand.

Without hesitating, he activated the power of the Sacred Gear on his left hand by flooding magical energy into it. The green jewel in the middle of the Gear shone as bright as the sun, illuminating the dark corridor before —

[BOOST!]

The deep and rugged voice shouted out as power coursed through his veins, his muscles bugling from the sudden boost of strength, his magical energy reserves doubling, causing excess magical energy to leak out in a flame-like aura.

Thinking fast, he hopped from the railing of the apartment hallway, dropping 3 stories to the ground before quickly sprinting to create more space along with changing the fight location to somewhere unpopulated.

With his ability to sense magical signatures, he frowns slightly as he passed through civilians that looked like they were in slow motion, his speed was so fast with the Boost that he was like a blur to the naked eye.

He doubts that the Fallen Angels would attack him in a populated area, knowing that the Gremory and Sitri were the overseers of this city, that would risk the Great War to start again if they started hurling Holy Light Spears towards civilians in public.

Skidding on the dirt to slow down his momentum, he raised his guard as the magical signatures approached him to the deeper part of Kuoh’s park, near the famed marble fountain that was rumoured to hold ten blocks of gold underneath it.

Raising his magical energy output, he quickly fired off a few beams of red streaks towards some parts of the ground when his assailant finally revealed themselves.

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Beautiful was an understatement to describe him. He was simply looking too beautiful for human standards, there were close to none imperfections on his faces at all, which made sense since beings moulded by the big G himself had to have some to differentiate between the Angels.

If a normal high-end model was an 8 to 9 out of 10, then the Fallen Angel in front of him was a 14 or 15 out of 10 in the scale. Too inhumanly perfect.

“Quite impressive for a mortal, but you have nowhere to run.”

Flapping his wings of dark feathers, the Fallen Angel created two Holy Light Spears and grasped them. Akira stayed silent as there was a time and place for everything, and speaking was not the right thing to do during battle.

“With your skill, it is commendable to reach the level of a Middle Class, no matter minimal, but you will die here because of that gauntlet of yours, Twice Critical or not. Be grateful, as you die a human by me, Dohnaseek .”

The Fallen flew to the sky before twisting his wings, dive-bombing him with both spears aiming at him. Now!

Commanding his magic, he clenched his fists and raised it skywards as streaks of red shot out from the ground, 4 individual balls of magical energy zigzagging their way soaring towards the black winged target.

“A trap?!”

The magical bullets tracked and followed the Fallen who halted his dive-bomb and tried to evade them, and Akira was not done yet. Raising his right arm, aiming at the Fallen, he unleashed the power of the White Dragon of Supremacy.

[DIVIDE!]

A deep yet smooth voice commanded as instantly, the Fallen Angel slowed down his flight while Akira gets engulfed in a burst of power. The human roared at the amount of energy seeping into his body, his aura crackling in intensity.

The ground beneath the human trembles at the might, the air ruptures around him in fury and heat. The expression on the man’s face was priceless.

“M-My power! This feeling—!”

His eyes darted to the two Sacred Gears on Akira’s arms, and gasped at the magical pressure being exerted by the teen.

“The red and the white dragon?! But how, two Sacred Gears?!”

Realizing that the threat level soared higher, especially with both by-products of the Heavenly Dragons, the Fallen threw away all playfulness before vanishing, appearing before Akira with a spear ready to be thrusted.

*WHOOSH!*

The spear made of Holy was thrusted.

*PIING!*

The red gauntlet’s scales were Boosted to the point that its durability was higher than the spear, with it clashing and deflecting it.

“Grit your teeth, Dohna!”

Akira growled, slinging his left arm that just deflected the spear over the Fallen’s right arm which overextended. The face of horror plastered on the dark Angel’s face as a white gauntlet closes in on that face.

*BOOOOOOM!*

Pain erupts from Dohnaseek’s back as the red magic bullets that tracked him down hit its target, exploding upon impact, the brief shock of pain causing him to forget…

*BANGGG!*

His eyes almost flew out of his sockets at the impact of the Sacred Gear slamming into his face, the only reason why he didn’t slam into a tree in the park was due to the arm that was holding onto him.

Akira unhooked his left arm from the Fallen’s before following up with a brutal hook to the liver.

*BANGGG!*

Dohnaseek vomited out blood as he took a step back, holding onto his now caved in organ, not noticing a streak of white approaching him at high speeds —

*BANGGG!*

*CRACK!*

He felt the bones of his nose shatter upon the white gauntlet crushing into his face before getting brutally ploughed into the ground.

Breathing heavily, the Fallen’s eyes widened in fear as the monster in red and white approached him. He closed his eyes and flinched at the incoming impact!

But he felt warmth. The pain started to reside as Dohnaseek opened his eyes in shock.

“H-Healing too?”

“Yeah, had to learn it the hard way since your boss’ kid keeps beating the shit out of me.”

Akira groaned at the memory before quickly pumping more magical energy into the healing spell, causing the injuries that he dealt to heal at a rapid rate before stopping the technique. He would heal him out of the critical zone, but he will not full-on heal him to avoid the Fallen Angel from attacking him anymore.

[RESET!]

[RESET!]

The extra energy that the Twice Critical and the Dual Deteriorate gathered flowed out of the appendages of the Sacred Gears as Akira exhaled from the sudden loss of power.

“Alright, take care now.”

He started to walk away when Dohnaseek yelled out with a confused tone.

“W-Wait! Why did you… Why don’t you kill me? I just tried to kill you!”

Akira tilts his head to face the weakened man.

“Your boss would hate it if another one of his kin died, you know? I doubt the old man had created a new way to get more Fallen other than birth and corrupting Angels. Besides, that was a good workout, even made me sweat a drop.”

“Boss? You mean Azazel-sama? J-Just who are you?”

The boy in question just gave a thought before answering the question, turning his back and walking away.

“Ryuuto Akira, a random guy with two Sacred Gears, I guess. Not a very good resume, to be honest. Anyways, I’m going now, the pizza place closes in 20 minutes, see ya.”

He watched as the teen walk away with both hands in his pocket, hesitating before raising his voice to warn him.

“W-Wait! — "

But he was already gone from there.

The Fallen Angel took a second to stare at the position of the boy who previously stood there before getting up painfully. Spanning his wings, he flapped them weakly to raise his altitude, using Magic to clean the destruction in the park before soaring into the sky.