In the middle of darkness—or more precisely, in the middle of absolute nothingness—a man was sitting.
In front of him stood another man whose very existence seemed to cause glitches in the surroundings.
Like a tiny light in the darkness, he somehow illuminated the area around him.
It was a strange sight.
"So… I died and got the full isekai package?" the man said.
That person was Arthur.
I was 26 years old and a lawyer.
I was crazy about novels and games; they were basically my only hobbies.
In the middle of the night, Truck-kun paid me a visit and decided to put an end to all the university debt that had been crushing me.
I lived on the 2nd floor… and the truck driver was a woman…
How the hell did she manage that?
Physics ain't physics-ing!
"Yes, exactly that happened. You're not a chosen one or anything special. I just got bored and picked you," said the entity.
…Well, that actually made sense.
Arthur: "Ahem… so what happens now? Am I going to make wishes? By the way, what's your name?"
"Call me ROB. You won't be making wishes. Instead, you're going to spin a wheel. Two times in total. The first one is for the world you'll go to. The other one will give you a chance to inherit anything from a character in any multiverse—a character's powers, an item, or even a system/skill."
I narrowed my eyes at him.
Maybe ROB got so bored that he felt like gambling… and he's using my life as the bet.
A wheel appeared in front of me.
It had infinite world names on it, some of which I didn't even recognize.
ROB also had a button in his hand.
The moment he pressed it, the wheel started spinning.
It spun… slowed down… almost stopped at Warhammer 40K, but passed it and landed on Highschool DxD.
"Is this the normal DxD or an AU?"
"AU," ROB said.
Honestly, I was kind of relieved it wasn't Warhammer.
At least if I stay away from Japan, it shouldn't be a big deal… right?
The second spin.
It passed through character names and stopped at Higuruma Hiromi +.
"ROB, what the hell is this? Higuruma Hiromi +? Is this like an iPhone Pro Max upgrade or something? "
ROB: "Right now, you've received the Hiromi Higuruma package from JJK. It means you have his potential, including Domain Expansion. But there are differences. For example, with Confiscation, you can steal abilities, copy them, and even steal Sacred Gears. You take a portion of their magic and even their physical attributes. Or with Death Sentence, when you kill someone, you can take their physical strength, magical power, and even their special abilities. And when you defend someone, you can copy their traits."
This power really suits someone like me.
I grinned: "Thank you. With these, I'm going to be completely OP there."
ROB seemed to smile somehow: "No, no. In that DxD world, everyone is much stronger. Way, way stronger. If you're wondering why that world hasn't been destroyed yet, it's because of the world's own will… or because the other gods can sense attacks in advance and nullify their effects."
Suddenly, I felt a wave of meaningless anger from ROB.
EXE gods are already broken enough.
If Great Red were even stronger and still died to EXE, how ridiculously powerful would those bastards be?
"At least can I choose my appearance?"
"No."
This ROB is seriously an asshole!!!!
Suddenly, a light burst out from him and swept away all the darkness.
He snapped his fingers.
When I opened my eyes again, I was somewhere completely different.
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MC POV
There was a trial today.
The courtroom in Lilith was packed.
Some low-class devils were crying in the back.
I'm 18 years old in this world, and I can say this: I'm both lucky and unlucky.
I was born a devil.
Born into the Judex clan.
Their power is to create a sword that affects a person exactly as much as their level of guilt and sin.
My power had evolved, and they even declared me a prodigy… but my family's old enemies didn't like that very much.
Everyone in my family except me was wiped out.
For the past year, I've been working as a lawyer.
I'm the youngest lawyer in Lilith, but because of my clan trait, people look at me strangely.
Nobody likes someone who can officially execute you and walk away.
I've received several marriage proposals, but I rejected most of them.
Thanks to managing my inheritance well, I can say I've accumulated quite a comfortable wealth.
But what I want is justice.
Today I had to defend Roygun Belphegor as her defense attorney.
The reason? She killed Lucas Buné during a Rating Game.
"Mr. Cassien, we would like to hear your defense," said the judge.
Files appeared in my hand.
"The accused, Roygun Belphegor, is the victim of a reputation assassination. Everyone who fights in Rating Games knows very well that death by accident is possible. Moreover, we believe Lucas Buné was under the influence of drugs. Performance-enhancing narcotics were found in the changing room."
"Objection! Since when is using performance-enhancing drugs punishable by death?"
"Rejection! It is well known that performance-enhancing drugs suppress certain parts of the brain and increase tendencies toward extreme violence! Anyone who watched his performance in the Rating Game could see he was not in his right mind. Roygun Belphegor saved herself from imminent death. Since when is self-defense considered murder? The evidence is right in front of you, Your Honor."
The judge flipped through the files.
One piece of evidence was the drugs in Lucas's blood.
The other was the moment Roygun killed him.
In the final instant, Lucas had almost smashed Roygun's head.
But Roygun used her clan ability—and Lucas was suddenly split in two.
It showed it was a reflexive action.
I could see the prosecution attorney trembling.
The judge struck the gavel three times:
"Roygun Belphegor is ruled to have acted in self-defense. Not guilty. Case closed."
People around me relaxed, but I smiled because I felt a new power inside me.
It was the special ability of the Belphegor clan.
I gained an increase in both physical and magical power.
I was already at peak High-class level, but now my magic usage and close-combat ability had reached a completely different level.
We moved to a private room with Roygun.
"Ugh, you have no idea how much I wanted to answer back there! When that guy charged at me like a bull, I couldn't control my power for a second."
"You're being way too dramatic. His fist was about to smash into you. Your reaction was completely natural."
She smiled: "At first, I hired you because the 'youngest lawyer' title caught my interest. Thank you."
"You don't need to thank me. Just send the money to the clan account. It was a simple case." I stood up.
But she grabbed my hand: "You look very young and strong for your age. How about a marriage within our clan?"
I pushed her hand away: "Don't touch me. Also, I'm not thinking about marriage."
I teleported away and returned home.