DxD: The Devil

The starting point

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What can I say, life was much more enjoyable than I expected. It had been a year since my reincarnation. 

There were many bad things and good things about this life. First, as I expected I was no longer in my world but instead had been reincarnated in the world I knew as an anime.

The world of Highschool DxD, an ecchi world where the main character gains power from boobs, and I was a devil in this world—one of the three factions of the biblical pantheon. 

The world in itself was a mess, there were various creatures of supernatural's that all existed. There were gods, devils, yokai and creatures all existing and the entire human population had no idea except a select few. 

Thankfully, I was not a human anymore, I had been reincarnated as a devil and just any low-ranking or mid-ranking devil but instead the heir of one of the 72 pillars, Beleth. 

From what little I know, I was sure the [Beleth] was never mentioned in the anime or the light novel. 

One year had passed and I must say the first three months were really difficult. Along with all my other body parts and motor functions not being in my control, my wings would also randomly unfurl. 

My head was also severely itching which according to my mother Brisha was a sign of me growing my horns.

Yes, I already had mini horns just like my father. We both had black horns although I had a more darkened horn than my father.

Speaking of weird things, We the devils had weird physical structures, although we aged far more slowly than humans. We developed faster until our 20s after that the aging slowed down. 

Our mental and physical capabilities were well beyond humans. Even at just age one, I could kill the peak athlete from my previous world and all of that confidence comes from one simple thing. 

It was -Magic or what the devils called the demonic power. 

The ability to wield this power made my mindset change I was no longer a human; I was a devil not in a figurative sense but in a literal one. 

I raised my right arm and stretched my palm. With just a single thought, the demonic power within me rippled. 

WHOOSH

Dark flames burst from my stretched-out palms. The purple flame heated the room, but the heat had no effect on me. I knew there was heat but it did not affect me. They were my creation after all. This was the power I wielded. 

Losing myself to my thoughts, I slowly raised the demonic power I put into the flames. The intensity and the size of the fire increased. 

And just as I aimed to increase it more, the power consumed my sense of rationality. 

The door slammed open. 

"Young master!"

The yelling tone instantly jolted my brain. The flames disappeared in midair as my arm fell back into the bed.

I looked away in a hurry. The right side of this room had a fairly large mirror, and I smiled at the mirror. 

The boy looked to be around three years old, his baby fat and facial harmony made him look quite cute, He had red eyes which seemed to glow a little, his red eyes matched his white hair, and the mini black horns looked cute on him. 

The boy smiled back.

'I still cannot get used to how I look' 

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Over the course of the year, there were many things I learned about in general and in great detail. I learned a lot of things about the Beleth Clan and also the world in general. 

First of all, I was the heir of the Beleth Clan, The Beleth Clan is ranked [King] and has the power over fear. I still did not know what it really meant though.

Being the heir of the clan, I had already started learning the politics, history and geography of the underworld. I also had various other classes which involved a wide variety of skills including diplomatic to fighting skills. 

Taking so many classes would be exhausting but my mother had created a very good routine for me to take classes where I would neither feel too lax nor to stressed out. 

She was after all a member of the Glasya-Labolas Clan, the clan that produced the current Asmodeus, speaking of the current Asmodeus- he was my maternal uncle. 

Even though Falbium Asmodeus was my maternal uncle, I had only met him around two times and I had yet to meet any other people from outside except a select few. 

The people from outside I am referring to are any devils except my blood relatives, all the maids and butlers and my father's peerage. 

My mother did not have a peerage, and my father also had only two members his queen and his knight. 

I was not allowed to meet any people from outside because of the rite, that devils from Noble clans hosted a huge banquet at age six which also officially introduced the young devils to nobility. 

This was the culture, not the rules, so all the nobility would already know about the young child even before being officially introduced but the appearance and names would generally be hidden from the public.

So, I still had five years before I was officially introduced as the heir of Beleth.

From what I knew, there would even be something akin to a press conference, so that's why Brisha had arranged many lessons for me to study. 

I was to appear powerful, confident and educated. I already had the devilish charms. 

'It would be interesting, to say the least'

I got out of my bed-I spent my days mostly sleeping and eating and doing other devil activities. My wings unfurled as I flew to the door and opened it. This act though may look to be lazy; it was a way to train my wings. I made my way to the training ground, greeting the maids and butlers on my way.

"You are late, Young Master." A voice lazily said to me.

 I glanced at the man. He was a rather tall man with a very muscular build. He has grey eyes and black hair of medium length that is messily combed backward, making it stick outwards. Additionally, he sports a stubble mustache and beard.

His name was Vivar. 

He was my father's knight and also was my main teacher. He was very well regarded by every devil that I had ever met and whom I actually conversed with. 

'Maybe I would learn about him from my next class, Brisha did say the next classes would be about evil piece system and peerages'

"I am 10 minutes early, Vivar"

Vivar smiled repeating his words once again. I sighed giving up as I knew he would keep on repeating those words again and again.

"I understand, extra training for today as well" 

Vivar smiled.

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Author's Note: This fic will be slow burn at beginning.