DxD Chapter 78: Diverging Avatars

A/N: Please don't mind the poor grammar, I will fix it later, I really need some sleep right now, my eyes are burning so I can't exactly edit it.

~Mittelt~

'Is this... actually real life?'

Mittelt looked up at the shaking ceiling while sitting at the poker table in the staff room of the Kuoh Mansion. On the table with her were Raynare and Kalawarner, they were supposed to be playing cards but none of them could exactly pay attention to the game with what was happening.

Takumi, their master, was fucking Benemune, one of the Leaders of their entire race, the person they would throw their lives onto fire for if asked to. One of the mighty leaders of their race that they had once followed to war.

He had been fucking her for 6 hours now.

There was no sound muffling, they could feel the entire mansion shake and the occasional moan of their leader when she was loud enough to go through three floors of walls.

Even Raynare, the most fucked up bitch among them who fell due to lust couldn't even get off on their Boss/Leader getting her back blown out due to the existential crisis. She just silently took a drink from her bottle of alcohol while Kalawarner glanced around nervously.

"...Shit, this is going to be such a bitch to clean." Mittelt decided to break the very uncomfortable and shaky ice with a rueful moan. Hearing her voice Raynare sneered and laughed at her.

"Ha! Yeah, I bet the entire will be absolutely covered in their cum and sweat good luck getting those out!" A vein popped up in Mittelt's forehead but before she could retort Kalawarner beat her to it.

"Raynare, you better check what you say before I ask Lord Takumi why he needs a jailor for prisoners that he doesn't use. Alright?" Raynare flinched at her words. That's right, the prisoners never had any hope of escaping, so in essence.

Raynare was a bum who hung out around the house all day.

Raynare sweatdropped before assuming a falsely confident pose.

"S-so what if he doesn't use his prisoners? If need be I can kidnap some women for him, he can use those can't he?" Mittelt gave Raynare a look as she grew another head and the second one started speaking shit too.

"...Raynare," Mittelt said, even dropping the nickname. "He has been fucking Lady Benemune for 6 hours now. Why the fuck would he want to have humans kidnapped to fuck them when fucking Lady Benemune is willing to? Has your brain not recovered from the beating he gave you back then yet!? Are you trying to insult Lady Benenume!?" Raynare's eyes darted around, trying to make some sort of excuse, not even clapping back at Mittelts insult.

"...They have their own niche?" Mittelt leaned back and pinched her nose while Kalawarner took a sip of her drunk, clearly amused by the lack of anything going on inside Raynare's skull.

"Niche! Niche she says! How about you stop being a bum and actually do something useful with that tongue of yours instead of spouting so much shit!? I know how about you clean the cum stains left after them with that tongue huh? What do you think about that you thinkless bimbo!?"

"...You know that actually sounds kinda hot. Speaking of, why aren't we joining them in the bedroom~? Wouldn't it be hot~?" Mittelt gave Raynare an expression as if giving up while Kalawarner cut in.

"Raynare, you don't seriously think you are worth enough to be in the same bed as Lady Benemune right? You know what, go ahead, considering how the house is shaking maybe Lord Takumi would somehow fuck some sense into your head." Raynare scowled.

"Fuck all of you, you guys are maids and I am a jailor, I am above you both." Mittelt and Kalawarner shared a look, they were definitely ratting her out after this. "...But I think I will pass on this once. Definitely not because of the things you guys mentioned."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night Raynare."

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~Takumi Katsuragi Goch~

I rubbed my head as I tried to sort out the... 10 hours of memories, I had really fucked Benemune for 9 hours non-stop. Thankfully I had an antidote for Mountain King that my Drunk self remembered to use. Speaking of Mountain King.

Benemune sure was a trooper, I had pulled every position in the book, and my sex skills literally levelled up to the next stage yet she still lasted a whole 8 hours of pure sex. That was how long it took for me to gain dominance. I had managed to make a Cadre ahegao. I am quite satisfied with that.

Also, while I was drunk I also did a teeny tiny bit more things.

Like a quick and hasty surgery on my soul to kick Absorption Gear out and welcome the new tenant Divergent Avatar in.

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[Divergent Avatar]

Class: High

A Sacred Gear modelled with inspiration stemming from the Shinto Pantheon and their ability to create several avatars of themselves. By using the Divergent Avatar you can split yourself into several bodies, all bodies are counted as the real body but the more bodies you maintain the more strain is placed on your stamina.

You do not split consciousness in half or create sentient clones with Divergent Avatar but instead simply more instances of your same body. Due to this, operating Divergent Avatar Requires utmost focus and mental power.

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I vaguely remember how to use it from my memories of drunkenly using it and man those memories are disorientating. Imagine suddenly sprouting new arms, legs, eyes, noses, ears, new everything connected to you by a metaphysical cord.

To put it in simpler terms, if life was a very complex game I was playing on my computer, I just added a new monitor, keyboard and mouse to my computer and opened Life on that new monitor too and now had to juggle between both.

Thankfully, I had a very fucked up mind and after a minute or so figuring out the best way I managed to partition properly and assign enough Mental Processing Power to both to make using both bodies seamless.

Then I added 1 more, 3 was the most I felt comfortable using. And the advantage these guys had over drones was that I could operate them from another realm but not only that I could interact with others with them because, for all intents and purposes, they were all me, no difference between any.

Sure, juggling multiple conversations can be disorientating at first but nothing I can't handle. Though, that Saint whatever guy must have a fucking monster to juggle five bodies at once and still fight effectively as a human. Not to mention the stamina drain, I can make do with drinking potions of stamina regen for each body but that dude just raw-dogged it.

Anyway, with my new Avatars, I got to work almost instantly, I went to my underworld mansion with one body to handle political bullshit with Ravel. The other one went to Kuoh to hang out with Rias and co. And lastly with my third body, I stayed here, to work on the multitudes of things I could do with my new ingredient.

I looked at the 2 vats of Fallen Angel milk I had just taken out from my inventory. My drunk self had the foresight to prepare this much for my experiments and I was overjoyed.

Leaving Benemune be, who I assume was going to sleep in for a while I quickly reassembled my clothes back on my body using transmutation and headed down to my lab to practice some alchemy.

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"So what are you doing? Perhaps you are working on your miracle fertility cure~?" Benemune purred into my ear while hugging me from behind while I operated and inspected the multitudes of reagents I could use, mix and match together to create unbelievable creations.

After waking up she had borrowed one of my showers before coming down to check up on me, I noticed that she was way more affectionate now, she seemed to like physical contact and hugging. We weren't quite lovers but I like to think we were slightly above friends after I blew her back out so hard like that.

Anyways, Cadre milk was broken! This shit was seriously potent! I could make a super holy hand grenade! Give myself the power of light, make myself nigh immune to holy powers and light attacks by using it to weave an anti-light matrix on one of my coats!

"Takumi?" Benemune took me out of my alchemy dreamland making me feel slightly disgruntled. What was she asking for again? Oh right, Fertility Potions.

"Oh, Fertility Potions? Yeah, those are over there, 10 potions, 5 pairs. Works on anyone below Ultimate Level, well, it would probably work on an Ultimate too but the potency would be slightly less than the fertility of a human." I casually waved over the potions on the corner of my desk as Benemune's eyes and she crawled over to inspect the bottles in extreme surprise.

"Already? I thought these would take you way longer?" She said with disbelief in her voice while I replied without turning my head and mixing reagents.

"Not really, it's actually pretty simple really. It's just really resource-consuming, as expected of trying to force through the natural limit of a race. I can make more direct treatments for individuals for less of a resource investment but that's a drop in the bucket compared to an entire race. Maybe when I am better I can make them for cheaper." She looked at me with shock in her eyes and her mouth slightly agape.

"I... don't even know what to say, this is already the most progress that has been on improving birthrates for the supernatural in the last few millennia."

"Huh, when you say it like that, it's a bit crazy to think that you are literally thousands of years ol- ow ow ow!" I couldn't even finish my sentence as Benemuen started pulling on my cheek with her ridiculous strength. She was as strong as she was old it seemed.

"Ow."

Benemune pinched my cheeks with a seemingly calm smile but I could see the shadow over her face and the vein popping on her forehead.

"You were thinking about something very rude right now, weren't you...? It's quite bad to talk about a woman's age you know?"

Hmm.

Do I dare?

...I do.

"Ow."

"No, you don't~" Did she read my mind or something what the hell? Are old women so sensitive about their age that they can even sense thoughts about them-

"OW!"

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~ Takumi Katsuragi Goch | Underworld ~

"Takumi-san? Are you alright? Why are you rubbing your cheek?" Ravel asked innocently while I dealt with the phantom pains of Benemune pulling the cheek of my other body.

The wrath of the elderly was truly something else.

"Anyway, could you run the list of the most important people on that list and why I should bother meeting them again?" I addressed Ravel, I was in her secretary office thingy at the moment Ravel had done an unexpectedly good job at organizing the sheer amount of mess I had left behind in my wake.

Currently, she was trying to convince me that it would be beneficial for me if I were to meet some devil nobles and strike some deals with them like opening emporium branches in their territories etc.

Well, I was a very popular man.

Let's see what I can scam out of these poor nobles, shall we?

A/N: The fallen angels have an existential crisis as Takumi lays pipe to one of the absolute leaders of their race ever since their conception. Also, old people are really scary when they are angry, especially when said old people can make the Tsar Bomba look like an exploding soda can. What did you guys think about the Benemune scenes?

Takumi finally gets the proper cloning he dreamed of, I should preface this if I haven't made it clear enough, there are no clone ntr shenanigans going on here, they are all him, there is one Takumi but many bodies. And with his new cloning, Takumi now has time to scam the underworld and milk its nobles for all they are worth. What did you guys think about this chapter? I would love to know.