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Chapter 34 - Stupid and sensual Trihexa.
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-The Underworld-
The next day, Lucerion felt more mentally rested.
He was walking alongside Sirzechs—having teleported there—and as they strode forward with determination, Lucerion admired the capital of the Devils, Lilith.
It looked very much like a normal human city—with its exceptions, of course, Lucerion could quickly spot a magical thing or two that would never be found in a human city.
He laughed to himself, the phrase that hell is on earth might well be true seeing the similarities.
He had little time to admire the city, as they entered an old building where the two of them were being awaited.
As ordered, Sirzechs arranged a meeting with the pillars that currently govern (for now) the devils and part of the Underworld.
Lucerion knew the time had come to give the stick, he was also well aware that the 72 Demonic Pillars were not all present—most had perished in the Great War. So, this was going to be easier.
He entered and found a room where the heads of the noble houses were seated.
This was the nobility of the Devils, there were empty seats belonging to houses that had been wiped out in the war...or in some other "tragedy."
The heads of their respective households were in their seats, but not everyone present was a "lord"
Some had their own attendants with them.
Zeoticus Gremory was alone representing his house, at his side stood Lord Phenex, alongside his eldest son, the renowned Ruval Phenex.
To his left was Lord Sitri, accompanied by his daughter Serafall, who—matching her serious expression—was dressed in a suit this time.
He could also see Ajuka at the other end, alongside Lord Astaroth.
Lucerion walked over and stood before the nobles.
They stood up and bowed their heads in greeting to the God of Cosmos.
"We respectfully greet the God of the cosmos." Zekram Bael's voice echoed throughout the chamber.
Lucerion, invoking a throne with his magic, sat right there.
"Lets talk."
Everyone present blinked in slight confusion but decided to overlook it.
Zekram had had a bad feeling for days, and when he saw the one now known as Lucerion, that feeling intensified.
He couldn't believe what this brat had achieved—Heaven and the Grigori in his hands…
The damned brat, barely eighteen years old, sat on God's throne, crowned by the Almighty himself.
Zekram remembers that his last conversation didn't end very well...but not badly, either way he can salvage the situation using the rhetoric he takes such pride in.
"As you already know, I rule in heaven and I rule over the fallen angels too—the Grigori. I am also going to rule over the devils, I have come to notify you of the change in administration." Lucerion got straight to the point.
A deathly silence spread throughout the room.
Zekram frowned hard.
What did that bastard just say?
No, seriously—what the hell did he just say? Is this a joke?
"Sorry, Lucerion, but we don't understand." Zekram said, putting on a grandfatherly smile.
"Did you really think I was going to give you free rein after I took the trouble to clean out the whole pantheon?" Lucerion said in a dry tone watching how the old man's expression became ugly.
And he genuinely thought so. Zekram celebrated prematurely when he received reports that the entire Old Satan Faction had been wiped out by Lucerion.
He thought he was going to follow in his predecessor's footsteps and not rule over the Devils... but apparently, the new generation learned from the previous one's mistakes.
"You're crazy! the House of Bael refuses to follow the God of Cosmos." Lord Bael shouted from his seat next to Zekram. The man was known to be Zekram's dog.
"It's a good thing your opinion doesn't matter then." Lucerion taunted, then looked at Sirzechs, who was standing beside him.
Everyone present turned a little pale because they understood...Sirzechs was on his side. He served Lucerion.
"...Son." Zeoticus muttered quietly.
Lucerion sighed, drawing the attention of those present, and then spoke with conviction.
"Come to my side, those who will serve me from this moment on... I promise eternal prosperity to the devils—the same treatment as the angels and the fallen. The nobility's shenanigans are over. My rule is and shall be absolute in my pantheon. This is my promise as the strongest god."
Silence reigned in the room for a few seconds.
Two people slowly stood up and moved to Lucerion's side, it was no surprise that they were the two youngest people in the room.
Serafall and Ajuka.
Letting a gobsmacked look in the face of Lord of Sitri and Lord Astaroth.
Lord Astaroth pressed his knuckles against the armrest until they turned white.
"What is the meaning of this, you three?" Zekram asked the three 'super' devils with a dry tone and lifeless eyes.
"They clearly made their decision, they chose what will be best for their race. After all, the new generation of Super Devils never really got along with your little group, did they, Old Man?" Lucerion said to Zekram with venom.
"You think you can come to our city, take our heroes, and demand our servitude!!??" Lord Bael exclaimed in anger seeing how things were going, Unlike Zekram he was not keeping it together.
"Yes."
Serafall started giggling for a few seconds until he was finally able to compose herself after Ajuka elbowed in her side.
"All the failures and the pain following Lucifer's fall are yours, Zekram. That's why I'm giving you the chance to enter retirement." Lucerion said and continued.
"All the barbarities that occurred...all of this, is the price of listening to senile old men secluded in a small room." Lucerion's voice rang out across the chamber as he looked at the old lords who had brought the Devil's Race to their knees.
Zekram finally snapped.
"You think I will let a deranged mentally ill god take over? I'm going to call upon the Devil legions—not just from my own house, but from all the others. If you want war, I'll give it to you." Zekram threatened him.
"Oh yeah? Is that your answer? Well, I respect your decision, even if it's the wrong one." Lucerion said with a smile, giving him back the same words Zekram gave him some time ago.
Zekram widened his eyes.
"Here is my counter-argument." Lucerion spoke in a voice that was rarely heard throughout the hall.
The god of the cosmos rose from his seat and pointed his arm at Zekram and Lord Bael.
A golden light exploded from within their bodies, the explosion of flesh and blood was a violent sight for the onlookers.
(Image)
Using control over his divinity, he one-shotted the two old men.
He didn't let the blood spread too far, he didn't want to stain himself or the others.
This was the proof—the stick in the face for the fools who were in power.
Lucerion looked at the other lords who had stood up, their faces fearful, thinking they would be next.
"I'm going to say this one more time, on your knees—swear loyalty or die like dogs."
This is the approach you have to use with the most stubborn devils.
The first to bow was Zeoticus.
All the others followed, the last one to hesitate—trembling with rage—was, surprisingly, Lord Astaroth.
'He hates me. Well...I killed Diodora in the Khaos brigade wipe, but he was a good-for-nothing rapist. I suppose a father will always look out for his child.' Lucerion thought.
Seeing everyone kneeling, Lucerion spoke.
"Perfect. I don't want any schemes behind my back—because I'll find out and kill you—and I don't want any silly ideas of revolution. I can be as kind as Yahweh or as brutal as a demon, don't forget that." Looking around he signaled Sirzechs. "Sirzechs will be my administrator for the Devil race from now on... he will carry out my orders and my ideas."
He paced back and forth, looking at the Old Lords.
"Rest assured, you will keep your wealth and your noble status...but I will make all the decisions from now on."
"Later on, I will appoint new administrators for different types of areas." Lucerion said, looking at Serafall and Ajuka.
They were going to keep their jobs, after all, they were good at what they did.
"Well, I am very pleased with the total unification of the Abrahamic Pantheon. I promise prosperity for the three factions." Lucerion said, with a kind smile that was completely out of place in the situation.
After a few minutes, several Lords managed to break free from the trance of fear and ask some questions to Lucerion. Respectfully.
Lucerion responded calmly until the moment came to move on to the next thing on his list.
"Well, that's all from me...Sirzechs, tell Sairaorg that he is now the Lord of the House of Bael." Lucerion said, surprising those present. "He has everything necessary to be a Lord."
And now he also had Lucerion's approval.
"I will." Sirzechs nodded.
"Well, I'll leave the rest to you... I have to deal with another issue and want to finish this afternoon. See you later."
And with that, Lucerion teleported, masterfully delegating the boring work.
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-End of the world-
Lucerion was flying around the ends of the earth, searching for the sealed Trihexa.
The problem was that he couldn't see shit.
It was an old, cold, and dark place.
He could only see his glowing body, and nothing else.
Sighing, He uses his divinity.
"Let there be light."
The god of the cosmos created small stars that illuminated the entire place, like a show in a planetarium.
And finally, he was able to get a clear view of the place where he was.
It was a place of stone. He knew there was a stone ceiling, but ordinary human eyes could never see it.
The stone place was immense.
Several stone columns rose toward the sky, seeing them reminded him of those trees from the Dark Souls games that connected different worlds...but these columns didn't connect to anything—they ended just shy of the stone ceiling, while others were broken.
He continued flying calmly, gazing at the landscape... until he came across carvings on the ground.
"Magical symbols... alchemical runes…" He muttered.
But the engravings were everywhere, it was as if someone were to step out onto the street and find the pavement covered in symbols.
He sensed a faint, dark presence in that direction, so he decided to follow it.
Lucerion kept flying, and the symbols were all around that place.
'This is the work of Yahweh, who else could it be?' He said in his mind admiring those sealing skills.
He kept flying until it stopped dead in its tracks.
"[Dimension Lost - Balance Breaker]"
"[Reverse World of the Crooked Man]"
First he sensed her presence, and then he saw her far off in the distance, sitting in the seiza position with her back straight as possible
Trihexa appeared in humanoid form but with blonde hair like Yahweh's, its face was hard to make out because a blindfold covered its eyes and mouth. The symbols on the blindfold signified bindings—the Beast of the Apocalypse could neither see nor speak while wearing it.
As soon as he sensed it, Lucerion wasted no time and activated Dimension Lost for his imminent battle.
Lucerion flew calmly toward the sealed Trihexa, multiple white and gold chains surrounding 'the woman'
When Lucerion touched down ten meters away from her, he could see the beast—in human form—turn its neck to look in her direction.
*Snap*
With a snap of his fingers, several chains shattered—not just the chains themselves, but also the magical symbols they contained.
Trihexa wasted no time upon sensing that the chains had been destroyed, she stood up and tore off the piece of metal covering its mouth, shattering the metal and the holy magic circling within it.
In the end, she removed the blindfold, and at last, the Beast of the Apocalypse was able to see The God of the Cosmos face to face.
The beast in its imposing black armor and Lucerion in his iconic golden armor, which he still wears to this day.
Luceron was the first to let out a sigh seeing her clearly for the first time.
(Images)
"Fuck this will be difficult, you are very similar to Saber, damn saber faces i can't escape for them…" Lucerion said in a sight again.
It seemed similar to Saber, but he could clearly see the resemblance to Yahweh in her.
"And who are you? I sense your divinity...and that overwhelming power within you." Trihexa asked while moving her neck from side to side.
Moving her arms as well, it had been a long time since she had enjoyed the privilege of full mobility.
"My name is Lucerion, King of Stars or God of Cosmos…but that doesn't matter. I'm here to kill you." He said while holding a briefcase in one of his hands—that briefcase was Pandora, the weapon he had received in the previous gacha.
"...Never heard of you." Trihexa spoke cautiously as she eyed the briefcase, she found it odd, sensing something peculiar about the object—though she couldn't quite explain what it was.
"Naturally." Lucerion spoke.
He was already getting fired up for the fight...he was ready for this 1-on-1 against the strongest beast in the verse.
"I would like to offer another alternative." Trihexa spoke with a smile.
"Sure." He said already planning to kill her anyway.
"Impregnate me." She said with absolute zero shame.
"..." Lucerion.
'What.'
Lucerion fire for the battle was killed instantly after hearing these words.
Slowly, he raised his hands to his face and rubbed them. Meanwhile, Pandora remained floating motionless.
"...Fucking DxD world always making me want to sin." The god complained in a feigned lament.
But he will never become a scumbag who cheats on his girlfriend. Neither will he create shitty excuses to make a harem.
"I am drawn to your power, you are worthy of having me carry your seed, so that our son may destroy all of creation and fulfill the desti—" Trihexa was cut off.
"Shut the fuck up…please just shut the fuck up you crazy bitch."
If Lucerion were your average reincarnator, he'd already be balls-deep inside her.
But he knows the importance of always thinking with his head first (the upper one)
Besides, he could see right through her.
Trihexa analyzed the situation, she could not flee from him because he had trapped her in his dimension before releasing her. So flight was out of her options.
She knows it's not in her best interest to freeze up.
It is far less in his interest to fight Lucerion.
The only thing left for her was to submit and try to please him sexually...but that didn't work either. So fawn is out too.
The fight was inevitable. Both of them understood that.
"Am I not to your liking, Lucerion?" Trihexa asked, sticking out her pink tongue and moving it from side to side in a seductive manner.
"Hell no. Besides, I already have a girlfriend... and I promised her my children." He replied with a chuckle.
'After this I'm taking a vacation with Xenovia…'
"What a shame…a child of yours would have been interesting." Trihexa clutched her chest with one hand, feigning pain, while summoning a black greatsword.
Lucerion shook his head "Before we start, I have a question. Lucifer, what did you give him when he found you?"
Trihexa replied while slashing the air with her sword—either practicing or warming up. "Ah, yes—that rebellious fallen angel and his cute little group...I gave them a small part of my essence, there was that bitch too...what was her name?"
"Lilith?"
"YES!" Trihexa signaled to Lucerion.
Lucerion connected the dots... Trihexa was the snowball that spawned the demons... its essence twisted Lucifer, Lilith, and the angels who fell alongside Lucifer.
But of course, the blood and power were diluted with his descendants... ergo, the devils.
"Time to end this…Form five." Lucerion transformed Pandora into a one-handed longsword. The sword was metallic black and white.
"You know what? fuck it, im going extra serious with you." Excalibur appeared in his other hand.
When Trihexa saw that holy sword, her smile vanished, leaving behind a cold, emotionless expression.
Lucerion was dual wielding swords.
'Heh, a cursed sword and a holy sword in each hand... I'm a damn isekai protagonist now. Thank God I don't have white hair.'
It wasn't far-fetched to say he had the power of God and anime on his side.
Trihexa's features shifted from beautiful to a dark scowl... a minute ago she was happy to be free, and now she was about to fight to the death against this bastard who had appeared out of nowhere.
The two of them took their positions...Lucerion with his two swords, and Trihexa raising her greatsword.
It's true that Lucerion could have attacked her while she was sealed, but where's the fun in that? This was going to be a proper one-on-one.
He could have jumped her with Leo, Artorias, and Igris, but no...besides, it would have left a bitter taste in his mouth.
"Lucerion, who are you really?" The beast asked—it couldn't be that she didn't know someone that strong, or that it was someone new... she knew there were others, yet she didn't see them.
"The god of the Cosmos, and of course…your executioner."
(BGM: Coldrain - Bloody Power Fame)
The two figures blurred with speed, tearing up the ground around them in the process.
You could hear the cold steel cutting through the wind, then breaking the sound barrier and going even further.
Trihexa walked along clutching her chest, wounded by a gash in her armor.
Lucerion moved flawlessly, without a hitch...landing the first blow.
The beast's wound was rapidly healed by a black liquid that bubbled up from its body.
'...Of fucking course.'
They were sizing each other up...they wanted to gauge each other's capabilities before going for the killing blows.
The two of them exploded into motion, Trihexa fighting with a savage style as she swung her greatsword.
Lucerion, for his part, was a master of almost everything: diverse styles, various powers, his assimilations, his divinity, and the knowledge bestowed upon him by the stars.
He beautifully dodged, blocked, and parried all of the blondie attacks.
Being close by, he delivered an elbow strike to her nose before she could swing her sword, this generated a shockwave.
"Yeah…this isn't going to work out, why not simply use your true form?" He taunted.
"Fuck...you." Trihexa said, panting, as the black liquid mended her nose.
"You wish."
"AAAAAAARGH!" The beast exploded with rage, if she was going to die, she was going to take him with her, at least.
But Lucerion, seizing that tiny opening in his outburst, exploded into motion, that insane dash caused a lot of destruction to the world.
He cut off Trihexa's head with Excalibur.
The head flew high into the air until it hit the ground, but her body remained standing in a grimly manner.
"Dont waste my time Trihexa."
Both the head and the body transformed into black liquid... merging into a giant mass that kept growing and growing.
Lucerion stepped away from the liquid…
Naturally, he started punishing its transformation—like a true Souls player.
"Form 398: Revenge." Pandora transformed from a simple sword into a gigantic cannon steampunk-designed. The cannon was as big as Lucerion.
He fires a beam of energy, empowering it with holy magic. Not only that, but the small stars that were providing light also began firing rapidly at Trihexa, acting like small-scale artillery.
*ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR*
Amidst the light show, Lucerion glimpsed the enormous figure of Trihexa in its original form.
A colossally huge, seven-headed beast, seven tails with huge arms and legs.
Definitely the beast of the Apocalypse.
The strangest thing is that he sensed the essence of a dragon as well.
'Well, it makes sense…that's why they call it the Draconic Deus Universe.'
And there was Lucerion the dragonslayer, firing ceaselessly at the beast, until its seven heads lit up and fired back at Lucerion...completely destroying the world of the mirror dimension.
Lucerion observed the cosmos as the fragments of his destroyed dimension floated about.
Of course, he teleported away before the explosion, he even put up the strongest shield he could use, just in case.
When he returned to the scene, he could see Trihexa floating in space... it was injured...the black liquid was regenerating it more slowly.
The difference between the two had become clear, in a fit of desperation, Trihexa destroyed the world of the mirror dimension... yet still, it could not escape.
"Well, I was entertained...time to end this for good." Lucerion said as he began to channel a large part of his divinity.
He was preparing a devastating attack. An ultimate killing move.
Trihexa began looking around in desperation...trying to find a solution. But she couldn't escape this dimension—this cursed trap set by that crooked god.
The beast had no choice but to use his own beam—to pour in every last ounce of power she had left.
Seeing that the beast was about to confront him with its own beam, Lucerion smiled maniacally, throwing everything he had into his attack.
Trihexa's seven heads converged, each fired a beam of a different color that merged into a single, gigantic beam. It fired first to gain the advantage in range and speed, ensuring Lucerion wouldn't strike first—a good strategy, Trihexa had truly thought it was the right choice.
And she is right.
Lucerion saw the gigantic beam slicing through and distorting space. His mind was racing...but not because of the imminent danger posed by Trihexa.
'Oh, right...I need a good name...for this...I've got it.'
"Collapsing Star Roaring Cannon."
The entire space lit up in gold—a light that blinded everything.
It easily shattered Trihexa's attack...which continued on to almost completely destroy the beast…
The look of surprise on Trihexa's face lasted only a short moment before it was struck by a literal, fucking star.
The attack continued to the boundaries of the Dimension, shattering and shutting down the Balance Breaker.
Lucerion winced slightly.
"Ah…I went too far."
Back in the normal world, he saw that one of Trihexa's heads had survived... battered, burned, bruised, and missing parts.
Surprisingly, he felt a spark of vitality.
He pointed a finger, from which a golden laser shot out, cleanly piercing the head.
"Checkmate."
And with that, finally Lucerion ended his crusade. For now at least.
Lucerion shook his head...he hadn't expected his own attack to break his Balance Breaker, he knew he still lacked control.
Gazing at Trihexa's only lifeless head...he approached it and touched it.
"Arise."
Everything around him plunged into darkness—exactly as it had been before, a couple of seconds later, the shadow of Trihexa in human form rose once more.
"What…" She looked up to Lucerion. "Ah. You bastard…you are enslaving my soul."
"Evil things don't deserve rest."
Trihexa scoffed as she was forced to his knees against his will.
It surprised Lucerion that the souls of strong individuals retained more of their personalities and memories.
Channeling and connecting more deeply with Ashborn's powers, he tightly squeezed Trihexa's soul, causing her to clutch her chest.
"Argh! It hurts!"
"You will behave right, Trihexa?
Trihexa, biting her lips muttered "...it's not fair…i didnt stand a chance."
Lucerion squeezed her soul again.
"Will.You. Behave"
"ARRRGH! YES I WILL PLEASE STOOOOP!!" She scrammed trashing on the stone floor.
"To my shadow. Now."
Trihexa pouted.
"Stop making faces for fuck sake and go…or should I keep squeezing your soul?" He threatened her.
In record time, Trihexa retreated into his shadow, becoming part of his vast, immortal army. Once there...there is no turning back unless he cancels the extraction.
Lucerion stored Trihexa's giant head in his inventory. For future research...who says you can't make a Devil Arm in some time?
He looked around—everything was clean—and, letting out a long sigh, he teleported away.
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-Throne of Heaven-
Lucerion, seated on the throne, stroked his temple.
He came to Heaven to update some records—basically to note that Trihexa was dead, out of the equation.
He was also planning to tinker with the Heaven system, but I was tired, so I was going to do it another day.
He looks to his side, and Raziel is lying there with a sleepy expression, eating grapes.
"...How easy it is to have just one job." He muttered to Raziel.
'And what possessed me to become the god of a pantheon?' Lucerion thought humorously, sighing.
"You look tired." She said, giving him some grapes.
"You have no idea." He said eating some.
As Raziel lazily lay back down again, Lucerion began to think.
Closing his eyes calmly as he rested his back against the throne.
'Now, finally...a proper vacation. I'll grab Xenovia, shamelessly delegate everything, and that's it—it's all over at last. Finally, a well-deserved rest—' But his thoughts were abruptly cut short.
"LUCERION!!"
"LORD LUCERION!!"
Because of the outburst Raziel choked with a grape.
Two angels nearly destroyed the doors to the throne room as they rushed toward Lucerion.
Lucerion, who opened his eyes slowly, was already sensing something troublesome coming his way.
A messenger angel from heaven gave a scroll to Michael, Michael gave the scroll to Lucerion.
"Lucerion we were invited...with extreme urgency, it had been a long time since one had been held." Michael said as Lucerion grabbed the scroll.
"A what?" Lucerion said inspecting the scroll reading his contents.
"A divine assembly is taking place in two days...it is confirmed that all the pantheons will send at least one representative."
"Oh."
Lucerion closed his eyes, letting a smile of defeat escape.
There goes his beloved vacations.
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Word count: 4333 (w/o counting author notes)
Author notes:
Well Lucerion fucking destroyed Trihexa hehe. Yep Lucerion it's too strong…but we are in the end already.
The next chapter is the last one of the fanfic...yes, the time has come.
I am going to delve further into the divine assembly... and the end.
35 chapters, most are 4,000–5,000 words long, some even longer. Basically, this is a 50-chapter fanfic, lol.
It makes me a bit sad, in the next chapter, the fanfic will have [Complete] next to it And also the corresponding "complete" tag provided by the page.
Good news, it's going to be a bigger chapter—it won't be 3,000 words.
And I want to believe it'll come out faster (pray to the stars)
Right now, that damn fanfic and its latest chapter are stuck in my head...so if everything goes well...you guys will get the chapter SOONER.
See you in the final chapter. bye.