In ancient time where all of the 4 clan having a peace treaty and was safe in each other territory but that’s change after a god named helix descend down to earth because the boredom seeing the ancient time was so peaceful and no blood spilling across the land.In order to fufill his amusement he lash out the 4 mytical item to each clan leader and promise immotrality to the clan leader who collect all of the 4 mythical item and place it on top of fountain of sacrifies.After 250 years has passed a teen boy name Chris was left alone because o.f the war but then its all change when helix descend again to ancient world to give chris a legendary spear as in the fifth mythical item to make the war more interesting for his own amusement again but then the god shocked to find out the boy challenged him and planning to stop the war has been going for 250 years.The god accepted the boy challenged and will wait for him.In order to bring the world order back the boy gonna find group of strong beings that despised the war like him…………….

A man died and got resurrected in a world he knew as fictional. He had a mysterious system and took over the role of the Spear Hero. He decided to enter godhood instead of stopping as a mere hero.

(Third Person POV)

Melty: "Welcome back, Rose. How were you?"

Rose: "I am fine, Melty-sama. I am grateful for your concern. Where is her Majesty? I need to report to her, degozaru."

Rose came back to report about Bitch's deeds.

Melty: "She's in that room. You can call her here but before that."

Melty's face turned red.

Melty: "Y... Your report doesn't have t... things like that time, right? You know..."

Rose: "You mean the report about Hiro-sama's and Eclair's sex life, degozaru?"

Melty: "You don't have to say it out loud ?!! Anyway, does it have something like that?"

Rose: "No. They stopped having sex since they adopted a daughter, degozaru."

Melty seemed a little disappointed.

Melty: "I... I see... That's good then."

Rose: "If Melty-sama wishes, I can make and show you the report when I make one, degozaru."

Melty: "Really ?!! Well, I mean it's not like I am interested in that kind of thing or anything but I would like to ensure the safety of Eclair-san from the hands of that pervert."

Rose: "Very well, I will make a report for you, degozaru."

Making a copy of a report isn't a problem for Rose.

Melty: "That's good. Keep this a secret from everyone else including Mother. You can call for her now."

'Like mother, like daughter' That's what Rose thought after that but she couldn't say it out loud. She went to the door of the room in which Mirellia is present and due to her good hearing, she can hear moans coming from there. Rose didn't care about it and knocked on the door twice.

Rose: "Your Majesty, could you please open the door? I am back with the report, degozaru."

And suddenly crashing and breaking sounds come from inside. And Mirellia opens the door after a moment. Rose got some weird smell from Mirellia and she can also see the part of her report which Mirellia tried to hide under the bed. Rose already knew that Mirellia masturbates from before the heroes were summoned. In fact, that is what made Rose more interested in relations and love. Mirellia is making sure that Melty doesn't find out and Melty's image of her mother doesn't crumble. 

Mirellia: "Ah, Rose..."

Mirellia maintained her noble aura and serious expression. She used her fan to cover her slightly blushed face. She walked into the room and asked.

Mirellia: "Start your report."

Rose: "The first princess betrayed and sold her companion named Rino to sex slavery, degozaru."

Mirellia/Melty: "What ?!!"

And the very first statement of the report shocked them to the core. They knew that the Bitch is cruel but she really crossed the line this time.

Melty: "That's... That's just too cruel."

Mirellia: "How is that possible? What is the Spear Hero doing when his companion is being sold ?!!"

Rose: "Well, according to Rino's story about her time with the Spear hero, that person is unbelievably delusional and he believes only the things he wishes to, degozaru. Rino isn't the first one, by the way. It seems that a lot of people who joined Spear hero's team were got rid of similarly and he didn't notice anything wrong at all. Rino was also too trusting like that until she got betrayed which opened her eyes, degozaru."

Mirellia: "That's... That's another level of delusion. How did you find this out in the first place?"

Rose: "Spear hero happened to come to the same town as of Shield Hero and I was sent to keep an eye on them as Eclair wanted to kill a slave hunter in that town and can't go away from the town. And when I was observing them, Rino was sold to the same slave hunter that Eclair wanted to kill. We saved her and now, she is in Shield Hero's team as Hiro-sama's slave and she is willing to get revenge at the Spear team, degozaru."

Mirellia: "Alright, this became complicated. Rino definitely wants to kill Malty or even worse and the Shield Hero is carrying her with him."

Mirellia thought about what she would do when the situation came to her. Would she kill her daughter? Would she be able to evade that now that she went this far? Would the Shield Hero listen to her and convince this Rino?

Melty: "Mother..."

Melty looked at her mother worriedly. She understood what her mother was going through yet she couldn't do a single thing to help her. Mirellia decided to leave this worry for the future. Her job now is to prevent future victims. So, she has to find a way to prevent others from joining the Spear Hero's team or make them quit before they become victims. She summoned her shadows.

Mirellia: "I don't want any more victims like this in the future. So, you will be observing the Spear Hero like you are doing with the shield Hero. The Shield Hero is already tracking the other two heroes' movements. So, we don't need extra shadows there. Shift them here. And find out where the spear hero is going and remove girls that are attractive from that place if possible. If you couldn't do it, before Malty could do anything, you make that person quit, threaten if needed."

Mirellia thought of directly sending a warning letter but she could already guess that her daughter already knows the possibility of her being stalked and still decided to do it. So, it won't do any good. And also after knowing about the Spear hero, she thought it would be better if his party remained small. Mirellia sent the other shadows except for Rose away.

Mirellia: "Anything else you wish to report?"

Rose: "Well, Rino was broke after what was done to her and Hiro-sama healed her. Due to which, it seems that Rino fell in love with Hiro-sama even though she promised Eclair not to, degozaru. I don't know if they told Eclair about it."

Mirellia: "Now, this is starting to make me doubt her feelings. It makes me really doubt her 'love'. Can we be sure that she is not trying to make Shield Hero fall for her to help with her revenge? Keep an eye on her so that she doesn't do anything naive."

Rose: "But Hiro-sama looks convinced that Rino's love is real, degozaru. He admitted that he found her cute and Rino loves him but he doesn't love her, degozaru. So, that's not considered as cheating, degozaru."

Mirellia thought about it for a while. She realized that the person who put a test for the Queen won't fall for such petty tricks. She concluded that maybe this Rino girl's love is real and maybe her mind really broke for what she went through and it got healed by Hiro-sama. The only thing Mirellia didn't understand is.

Mirellia: "Why would he do all of that for this girl?"

Saving her makes sense to Mirellia but going as far as healing her mind. She didn't understand why this person who quit being a hero did that.

Rose: "And this brings me the main point of my report. It's about Hiro-sama's past. It seems that he was also once drunk on revenge in the past and a lot of innocents died because of him. He became alone and started to hate himself. After that when he was summoned, he decided to redo and fell in love with Eclair which seemed to help him and he finally stopped hating himself, degozaru. When he saw Rino, it reminded him of himself. So, he made her realize that she can have her revenge but it shouldn't be everything."

Mirellia and Melty are now shocked more than the previous issues. They never thought that the one who they are willing to make a hero has such a dark past.

Melty: "And you are playing games with that person, Mother."

Mirellia: "I already expected for him to have some unique past for him but this is way beyond my expectation. anything else about his past?"

Rose: "It seems that his title in the past is the 'Devil Emperor'."

Melty: "What the hell did he do to gain a title like that? Mother, are you still going to make him a hero?"

Mirellia: "He's my only choice. The other three are playing in church's hands like puppets."

Melty: "But why did he reveal his past to us?"

Mirellia: "It's his way of telling me that he respects revenge and he is not going to stop Rino and might even help her to get her revenge."

Melty immediately widened her eyes.

Melty: "That means... Sister..."

Mirellia: "Saving her from death might be hard now."

If possible, Mirellia still wants her daughter to live. In the end, she is a mother after all. But unfortunately for her, the one who she was trying to save her daughter from is Hiro. Not just her daughter, she can't even save her husband from him.

Goddess - You will be OP but your world will be decided by Gacha. So, good luck... 
MC - Alright, thank you, Goddess... I will make sure that no matter what, I won't have any regrets in this life...
And I was dropped into a world with one of the worst characters I have ever seen... 
I am now the Shield Hero... *Sigh* Achieving a normal life with a harem of cute girls in this world is gonna be a pain... 
But no matter what, I will make sure that I won't regret my choices ever...



I write for fun and English is not my first language... And I tend to use a lot of three dots at the end of my sentences, so bear with it...

I don't own Shield Hero or the cover...

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** 9th Generation Hero, 1400 years ago**
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The wind swept through my hair as I sat upon a hill, just out the range of the TRTF's new home base. In the far distance was the sea, glistening a deep blue from the sun overhead.
"Waiting here just sucks," I murmured, readjusting my spear, which was leaning on my shoulder. It was a heavy spear, made completely of a shining black metal, adorned with a green gem in the center. The tip was bigger than the rest of the spear and was hard for normal people to use.
"Hey, there you are!" I turned towards the voice to see a small child running towards me.
Ugh, it's this kid again. "Whadda'ya want kid?"
He stopped in front of me and gave me an innocent grin. "To see you of course! Whoa, is that your spear!?" He reached out and tried to touch it, but I skillfully switched which side my spear rested.
"Weapons aren't meant for youngin's such as yourself. Hands off."
He pouted, but his mind wandered to my armor. "Why do you wear so much armor?"
I scowled. My armor, which was also made entirely of the same metal as my spear, covered me from the neck down. My helmet, which I had taken off, was sitting next to me.
"Because it's my style kid, that's why. Now beat it, I have better things to do than mess around."
"But you're not doing anything?" He asked innocently. Damn kid.
"You're right, I'm on break. Sheesh, can't even get a moment to my da-self," I said, stopping myself from cursing in front of the kid.
He ignored me and sat on my lap, humming happily to himself. I decided to let the kid be.
At least he's enjoying himself, I thought as he rocked back in forth in my lap.
"Hey, isn't this armor uncomfortable?"
He shook his head vigorously. "Nope, it's rather comforting Mr. Hero!"
"I'm not a Hero just yet kid," I muttered, and I suddenly felt an odd feeling overwhelm me.
"Hey mister, what happened to the clouds?"
I glanced up to see a red sky illuminated by a black sun. Shit, a time loop!? But why now!?
I picked the kid off my lap and shot to my feet before setting the kid down gently. "Kid, get on outta here, okay?"
I sharpened my eyes towards the sea, and in the distance, I could see ships, along with what looked like…
"Hey, what's going on?" The kid tapped my armor, and I glanced down at him, nervous.
Our organization had just recently moved locations, and by doing so, taken in all of the kids who had lost their parents and homes in the last fight, the kid next to me included.
"I already told you, didn't I? Get on out of here!" He had a scared look on his face, but he followed my orders and ran down the hill back towards the gate to our organization.
"Now then, let's get this party started," I said to myself, cracking my knuckles. I was about to put on my helmet when I felt another tap on my armor.
It was the kid, and he looked even more scared. "Mr. Hero, I tried to go, but when I got to the gate, I ended up back here!"
You've gotta be shitting me. The loop only goes up to the gate? I looked back at the oncoming waves of enemies before looking back at the kid.
Damn it.
I picked up the kid and ran back towards the gate, where I tossed the kid behind me.
"Ow, that hurt!"
"Kid, if you don't wanna die, then whatever you do, stay behind me at all costs." It might be a while before the TRTF realizes something's wrong.
I looked back down at the kid, who was cowering in fear. "One more thing. I advise you keep your eyes shut, no matter what happens, okay?" He nodded, and I turned back towards the hill.
If what I saw was true, then this'll be one hell of a battle.
I slammed my spear into the ground, causing it to stay upright. I then waited, holding my helmet underneath my arm.
Soon, the enemy was atop the hill. And boy, was it a lot more than I was expecting.
Well, looks like I can chalk this up to a Triumph, right? I grinned before putting on my helmet.
I pulled up my spear from out of the ground and aimed it straight at the enemy.
I really have to thank the first TTH for this.
"Spear Throw."
I threw my spear, and with it about a thousand more followed, raining down from the heavens. The attack tore through their bodies, and as they fell, the enemies behind them fell over, tripping themselves into their fallen comrades own weapons.
In other words, a massacre.
"Return."
The spear returned to my hands, and I waved it to the side, the blood scattering in a crescent shape.
I watched as the enemies eventually stopped atop the hill, staring down at me.
Boom.
A slight rumbling of the ground caught my attention, and I could hear cheers coming from the enemy.
Boom!
Another rumble, this time way louder. I watched as the enemies retreated back down the hill, and I could hears roars in the distance.
BOOM!
The next one shook the very air itself, and I watched as monsters from the depths of the sea made their way to the top of the mountain.
I chuckled. This is way more than I bargained for. They had me completely outnumbered and were all very clearly strong. But…
I glanced back down at the kid, who had turned towards the gate, covering his eyes as his eyes were presumably shut.
"Alright then, time for my true strength to come into play."
I whipped my spear back behind me, and I watched as the monsters came pouring down the hill by the thousands. Most had some form of tentacles, others had multiple eyes, all of them had sharp teeth, and none of them looked the least bit human.
I waited as I gathered more strength, white light starting to coalesce around my spear.
Fifty yards away.
I could see their scales and could smell their awful stench.
25 yards.
Wait for it.
15 yards.
My spear was now covered completely in the white light, changing the metal from black to white.
And at 10 yards away, I made my move.
"KNIGHTS CRESCENT SLASH!!"
Using all the strength I had, I made a crescent slash with my spear, sending a crescent shaped slash of light at the monsters.
Once it came into contact with them, it caused them to explode, staining the field with their foul monster blood. But I wasn't done yet.
"GENERALS FULL MOON!"
The slash extended upwards towards the sky, using the white light as a barrier to attack the enemies. It tore through the monsters, and once it reached the hill, it flattened it out, causing a massive landslide.
I could hear the screams and cries of the enemies, and I watched as it finally reached the sea, where it dissipated into nothing.
I fell to my knees, the only thing keeping me up the spear I was grasping in my left hand.
"Did that do it?"
As the light finally went away, I only saw my worst fear.
So many ships, too many, were continually making their way to the shore. Both people and monsters alike even now were charging towards me.
I let out a laugh. "Just great." I got back up to my feet, taking off my helmet.
"Hey kid, take it." I tossed the helmet towards the kid, who was still trembling.
He glanced at the helmet before dragging it to his side, clutching it tightly in his small hands.
"Focus on how cool I'll be protecting you."
I turned back towards the battlefield, twirling my spear around.
"We'll make it kid, if it's the last thing I do."
I slammed the butt of the spear into the ground, and I said my favorite phrase.
"After all, the best offense you can have is a defense."
My black spear unraveled outwards, turning into a jet-black shield, the green gem now at the center of the shield.
"And my defense is the greatest!"
I glared at the enemies approaching, and I waited until they were close before yelling out my true ability.
"COMMANDER'S STALWART DEFENSE!"
A black wall of energy that looked like colored glass rose up from the ground, extending from my shield all the way to the edge of the time loop, and went as high as the clouds above.
The enemies ran right into it and were completely stopped. They attacked vigorously at it but couldn't even make a scratch on the barrier I had constructed.
Soon, grenades starting to get thrown, and one managed to cause a slight crack in the barrier. I gritted my teeth, holding out for the long haul as a piece of my armor cracked
I could hear a chorus of cheers from both monsters and humans alike, and I saw through the barrier them bringing massive cannons. One person waved their hand, and they all shot bright balls of energy simultaneously at the barrier, causing more small cracks to appear on the barrier.
Monsters started to hurl giant rocks at the barrier, while one managed to bring down a tidal wave down onto the barrier, to only once more cause more small cracks in my barrier.
I withheld a quiet yell, as they started to throw more and more absurd things at the barrier I had constructed.
Lightning got hurled from the heavens, earthquakes attempted to shatter my foundation, and everything that could be possibly thrown or shot at me, be it missiles from their ships, elements they summoned from their own power, and even the occasional monster flung at my barrier in a suicide bombing, they did it all.
And there I stood, keeping up my barrier while not budging an inch.
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When the TRTF finally managed to get into the time loop, they quickly mobilized their overwhelming firepower and skills, along with the 12 hands of the organization, to wipe out the invading enemies.
To the TRTF's surprise however, they saw an exhausted army with almost no will to fight, and it was then that they noticed.
"Took… you long… enough," I croaked out.
Standing tall and firm, with my barrier looking as if it was close to shattering, I glanced behind me to see their mouths gaping open.
"Hero, how long have you been here?" one of the soldiers asked in shock.
There was a sudden boom, as another barrage of missiles hit the barrier. I winced and slowly turned my head around.
"Seven… days…"
I looked down at the kid, who was staring at the soldiers around him, still clutching my helmet tightly.
"Good… the kid's alright." The kid watched as the soldiers passed through my barrier to take care of the rest, before resting his eyes on me.
"Mr. Hero, what happened to you!?"
In what is now known as the Battle of the Ultimate Defense, Anicetus stood his ground, protecting a lone child for seven days and seven nights. For those seven days and seven nights he had stood there, his armor had been completely annihilated, and his body was covered in life threatening wounds, and he was barely conscious by the eighth day. And yet, no matter how close his barrier was to shattering, he held it together, putting his own life on the line.
He is now known as Anicetus the Stalwart Defender, or otherwise known as the Unconquerable Hero.

In a certain city wrapped in mystery, strange occurrences are commonplace. Freak accidents, strange incidents, and unusual people are found throughout this place. Many of the city’s residents go through their lives witnessing such events, and as such now consider it a part of the city’s charm. 

Our protagonist, who we will call Unnamed Boy for the time being, is a resident of this city, and tries to live his life in peace with his sister. However, he soon found himself in the very thing he was trying to avoid, and it was then he had a chance encounter with the Silver Haired Girl. This encounter sparks a series of events that lead to a grand adventure through time!

And thus, the second saga begins Hidden Power Saga: Saga 2 

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(3° person POV)

The war against the demons was raging, angels, heroes and demons colliding on the battlefield every single day. Death and destruction filled the earth, but eventually, the angels and the heroes acquired advantage.

And today, it's the first step to victory. The leading Heroine of the Heavenly Army marches to hell together with the support of her companions and the commanding angels. Her opponent is the tenth general under the fallen angel Lucifer, the one who bears the name of Abaddon, The Destroyer.

However, he is the only demon in the General position, as the other nine seats are occupied by fallen angels that followed Lucifer in his fall from heaven. Five hundred years ago, the fallen Abaddon was killed by a demon, and said demon took his place as a Demon General.

And that mysterious demon wrecked havoc and destruction under the orders of the Devil himself. And today, to give a strong blow against the demonic armies, they march to the fortress in the demonic plains.

And so they battled the demon for three days and three nights, until…

(in battle)

The demon falls like a meteor to the ground, cracking the demonic stone and causing a heavy tremor. The heroine, Lisandra, also falls to the ground, her body covered in wounds and her own blood, her spear broken to pieces, unable to resist the last attack that she gave to the general, hoping to have pierced the last of his hearts.

She looks to the dust cloud where Abaddon fell, gasping for breath, tired. Around her, her friends also gasp for breath. Together with her, five angels and seven humans are wounded. Most of the angles are missing some wings, as they are high angels with four pairs each.

Even the one that came together with her, Uriel, one of the archangels, is missing five of her twelve wings, with several wounds all over her armored body, her sacred armor cracked and broken.

A sinister laugh fills the ruined throne room of the fortress, where the heroine threw Abaddon on. The dust disperses, and a figure stands from the crater, the red and black armor has even gaping holes on the chest, cracked everywhere.

The helm was lost a long time ago, revealing a human face with long black hair, crimson eyes and pale skin with a handsome face. In his right hand, he holds a spear, or something similar to it. black handle with three meters in length, and the tip… rather, blade, is two meters long, made to face bigger foes, but still able to kill smaller ones.

Lisandra tenses up, she can't move anymore, the last attack drained all her energy, and her comrades wouldn't be of any help. This demon is more powerful than any of the other generals, but was never promoted to higher positions, strangely enough.

But surprisingly, the demon doesn't attack, falling heavily on the broken throne, breathing somewhat roughly, his left hand touching one of the holes in the armor that goes to his body, where black blood seeping from the wounds.

(Abaddon): "Well done, hero."

He said with his deep voice surprising the group that just faced him. Instead of answering, Lisandra prepared to fight, even while exhausted. However, the demon doesn't attack, only laughing.

(Abaddon): "Don't worry, Hero. I won't fight further. Can you hear the last words of a dying old man?"

He asks, with a sincere smile on his face with black blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. All of the present companions of the hero exchange looks, while Uriel frowned:

(Uriel): "Do you even think that you deserve to have last words, Demon?"

Abaddon smiled widely, asking:

(Abaddon): "What, did you hate my kiss that much, Uriel?"

He asks, as a few hours ago, he forcefully gave the female angel a deep kiss in the middle of battle. She blushed, her frown getting deeper and her expression angered.

(Uriel): "You…!"

(Abaddon): "Well, I was going to die anyway, so I wanted at least to kiss a beauty before dying."

He said, laughing lightly. Lisandra interrupts.

(Lisandra): "Very well. Speak."

She said while staring at the demon in front of her, her special ability not setting off any alarms, which made her curious.

(Abaddon): "Well… first, I'd like to ask something of you."

(Lisandra): "What is it?"

(Abaddon): "Please. Kill Lucifer."

A visible shock appeared in the face of the hero party.

(Lisandra): "Why do you want us to kill your master? Aren't demons obsessed with him?"

Abaddon's expression turned grim, and instead of answering, his left hand grabbed the collar of his own armor. He then puts strength into his hand, cracking his armor. With a strong pull, he shattered his torso armor, showing his bare chest.

Seven holes are scattered on his torso, where his seven hearts were pierced. However, something surprised Uriel, who is versed in demonic magic. Seven magic circles surround the holes, the center of the magic formations are destroyed, turning the circles useless.

(Uriel): "These… enslaving magic?!"

Abaddon smiled, but it was a sad smile.

(Abaddon): "What do you know about the previous Abaddon?"

(Lisandra): "That he was a fallen angel… and that you killed him in a duel, assuming his place."

(Abaddon): "That's a fake information."

That took the heroes by surprise.

(Abaddon): "Five hundred years ago, I attacked all the fallen generals at the same time, and caused heavy damage to all of them."

A male angel suddenly spoke at this moment:

(angel): "So the retreat of the demonic forces that time!"

(Abaddon): "Yes. I caused so much damage that they had to recall the frontlines to cover up for it. however, I was also defeated, and enslaved by lucifer."

They swallowed dry. That was a glorious day to the heaven's army. They managed to push off the demonic forces out of earth completely, confining them to hell.

(Lisandra): "Why attack the fallen generals?"

(Abaddon): "… My race, the demons, are an enslaved race. You may think that we are created by lucifer and adore to serve him, but that is a lie. We already existed before him, and when he was banished here, he enslaved us."

He said heavily.

(Abaddon): "I am no different. Five hundred years ago, I made the suicide attack to make sure that my friends could escape to the human world by focusing all the strength of hell in a single place, the Twilight Palace, home of the Fallen Star. After that, I was captured by the Morning Star himself, and enslaved."

He said with a sad smile. The hero and her companions couldn't speak due the shocking revelation.

(Lisandra): "You could come with us. Fight against Satan! You want to kill him, right?"

Abaddon shook his head.

(Abaddon): "Even if you save me here, the enslavement magic is branded into my soul. When I regenerate, the circles will return, and I will be under his rule once again. It's better if I just die here."

He said. Reclining on the broken throne, he looked up the sky of hell. A red sky with black clouds and black lightning, very fitting to the hellish landscape.

(Abaddon): "You know, I was a human once."

Lisandra and her companions widened their eyes.

(Uriel): "You… were a human? You went through demonification?"

(Abaddon): "Yes. It may seem like a shitty story, but will you hear it, hero?"

He asked with sadness filling his eyes. Lisandra saw those eyes, and they reminded her of people that she saw in her two hundred years of life. The eyes of someone that is tired of living.

(Lisandra): "Very well." She said after a short silence. "I will hear you as long you draw breath."

(Abaddon): "Thank you. You know what the Dark Ages are?"

(Uriel): "When the demons first invaded earth? 1.500 years ago?"

(Abaddon): "Yes. At the time, I was a human boy. At the time, my father had passed away, and my mother struggled to raise me alone. I had just entered high school when the demonic invasion hit.

My mother was killed, as well the girl that I loved. I struggled to live alone, but in the end, I was captured by cultists and given to a demon. As a slave, of course."

He said, looking at his enemies, who are listening with surprising attention.

(Abaddon): "Eventually, after ten years of torture and being subjected to several experiments, I managed to assassinate my "master". However, I was stuck in hell forever. Using his magic book, as well his body as fuel, I managed to transform into a lesser demon."

At that time, Uriel frowned.

(Uriel): "That's a lie! If you were truly a lesser demon, you wouldn't be here! Even if ten thousand years passed, lesser demons are mindless beasts and never would achieve what you achieved!"

She refuted. Abaddon just smiled.

(Abaddon): "That may be for a normal demonized being. But I'm different. My will is unbreaking, and not even demonic magic can bend it. by sheer will, I managed to keep my mind even as a demonic being. As a lesser demon, I devoured and destroyed other demons, and eventually I managed to evolve to a humanoid demon."

(Lisandra): "Even so, you turned into a demon. Didn't you regret it?"

(Abaddon): "Why would I? power is power, young hero, no matter what it is. The only thing that you should worry about is your heart. Even after turning into a demon, I didn't change. My heart is the same of the human of one thousand and five hundred years ago. And you, hero. Are you the same from your youth? Or did the angels changed you."

His words made her remember of her journey until here involuntarily. The battles, the losses, the friends and family that she couldn't see anymore.

(Abaddon): "I lost everything in the human world and created a new home for me here in hell. My heart never changed and will never change. I chose to sacrifice myself to take out the previous Abaddon so that my friends could escape and live peacefully. I also chose to die here at your hands so I never be used again against them. What about you, hero? Are you ready to throw away everything for your ideals?"

Lisandra couldn't answer. Abaddon coughed blood, his life starting to wane. Even if all his seven hearts, the source of his life were destroyed, he is still a higher demon, and stay alive all this time is possible.

(Abaddon): "I don't have much time… hero, I have a few favors that I would like to ask."

He said seriously. Lisandra hesitated, but in the end, she nodded.

(Abaddon): "My corpse… you can use it for anything you want. My wings will make a good mantle or cloak… my bones can be used of accessories… my skin, muscles and organs are a bit useless, so you can use them as alchemical ingredients… my blood is also a good ingredient."

He said, surprising them.

(Uriel): "Why go so far? Is the freedom of the demons so important?"

She asked, a bit concerned with is words.

(Abaddon): "This war is Lucifer's craft. We demons, even though bloodthirsty, are forced in the front lines. I'd like that we have a choice in tis war. Even after defeating the Fallen Star, if the demons insist in waging war, feel free to fight them. I don't care, I just want their freedom."

He coughed black blood again.

(Abaddon): "I will die here. It's my choice, I refuse to be a pawn in his game again. But even so, if this body can be used in any way against him, let t be so. Hero, take this."

He said, throwing his spear to Lisandra. She grabbed it, surprised. As the spear touched her hands, she could immediately see the information of the spear.

[Fallen's Bane]
[Attack: 5.000.000]
[Durability: 1.500.000]
[A spear, created by Abaddon, The Destroyer from the body of his fallen predecessor. Bone, blood and feathers were used to refine this spear, as well metals from the deepest part of hell. This spear, the incarnation of demonic power, was created to destroy fallen angels. Unfortunately, it's creator is not a spar master, and the weapon was designed to a bearer of light. The spear is still incomplete, it is missing something.]

Seeing the description given to her by the system, she widened her eyes.

(Lisandra): "This!"

(Abaddon): "*cough* Yes. I created this spear for you. I can't face Lucifer, but you can. Pierce my body with it. the missing component is being bathed in my blood as you slay me. *cough* Quickly, before I die!"

Lisandra hesitates, but steps forward and stabs Abaddon's chest. He immediately vomits a lot of black blood. He smiles gently, saying:

(Abaddon): "If possible… tell Lilith… that I'm sorry… I couldn't… marry her…"

Lisandra nodded. She knows Lilith, a famous demon that doesn't serve Lucifer, and is allied with the Heavenly Army.

(Abaddon): "Hero Lisandra. You are… still a human… your spirit… is the most important… never give up… never stop… never forget who you are…"

He said his last words, engraving them deeply in the heart of Lisandra. She nodded, with a determined expression. And, Abaddon, The Destroyer was killed, and the war tilted heavily to the Heaven's Side.

The Demon General, Abaddon The Destroyer is defeated by the joint attack of the Heavenly Army and the hearoes of the earth. With that, he passes hsi will to the one that has slain him, and finally passes on.

However, to his surprise, he is reincarnated into a human baby! Moreover, his parents speak a language that he doesn't understand!

Follow our ddemon general as he lives a brand new adventure in a world of magic and swords!

DanMachi: The Dragon's Return

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Chapter 8

The Spear of Destiny (1)

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 Bell sat nervously between Lili and Haruhime, neither of whom would release their tight grasps on his arms.  The boy, chuckled, trying to inform the two girls that he was alright, to no avail.  Tiona and Ais smiled at the boy, thankful that he was able to pull through.  Lefiya, on the other hand, sat away from the group of girls, muttering to herself repeatedly about how she could "never get married now," rocking herself slowly in the process.  Michael, who had sent Hestia to gather Loki and Freya, sat quietly by himself, gazing out one of the many windows the commons room had to offer.

 "Ah, lord Michael," Bell bowed his head.  "Thank you for helping Lefiya and me."

 "Think nothing of it," the Titan smiled.  "I merely did my duty."

 "And Lefiya, thank you for--" Bell started.

 "Mention it, and I'll kill you," Lefiya growled through her tears, though Bell could also feel the daggers glared at him by not only the elf, but also Lili.

 Bell chuckled again.  He felt an itch he always wanted to scratch behind his head whenever he got nervous, but was unable to scratch as long as Haruhime and Lili clung to him.  Still, Bell couldn't help but be impressed by Lefiya's resolve, though he was unsure about what caused her resolve to be so riled up when it came to him.  Bell thought of when he saw the elf-maiden in his mind.  There was a little girl she was protecting, though Bell was certain he had never seen such a girl before in his life.

 "You're welcome, stupid human," Lefiya muttered, drawing the attention of Tiona.  The Amazon smirked playfully at the elf-maiden, causing Lefiya's face to flush slightly.  She hid her face behind her arms, and Tiona quietly snickered at her.  Ais, on the other hand, only tilted her head slightly at the teasing coming from the Amazon.

 "I'll tell you later, Ais," Tiona giggled.

 "YOU'LL DO NO SUCH THING!" Lefiya blushed brightly, standing up from her chair.

 Bell, Lili, and Haruhime turned their eyes to the elf, who had whimpered as she sat back down.  Only Michael paid no attention to the what was going on inside the room.  His gaze seemed drawn far away to lands that could not be seen by any of the others.  Though, if anyone wanted to ask Michael what he was looking at, if was interrupted by common's room door.

 "We're back!" Hestia called lightly, Freya and Loki following in behind her.

 "Ugh.  Why are we doing this in the shrimp's home?" Loki grumbled.

 Freya smiled warmly at Bell, but Hestia stormed over to Bell and sat in his lap before the boy could even respond to goddess of beauty.  Michael, however, frowned at Hestia as he got up and moved walked over to a table at the center of the room.  Freya and Loki joined the Titan, throwing expecting looks at the loli-goddess.  Hestia groaned, reluctant to move away from Bell's warmth, but went over to the table as well, playing the look of a defeated prisoner about thrown into death-row.

 "Are you sure you're not a love goddess, Hestia?" Freya smiled.  "You do have a flare for the dramatic."

 "Shut up," Hestia grumbled and folded her arms over her voluptuous chest, eliciting a giggle from Freya.

 Michael ignored the goddesses and began muttering under his breath whilst writing on the table with his finger.  Marks of light began to form upon the table as the Titan continued to write.  When he had finished, he placed a bowl of incense at the center of the table before finally lifting his gaze to the three goddesses.

 "I need a drop of blood from each of you, please," Michael said, not betraying any look of emotion.

 "Ah, the Nidhogg Pact," Freya smiled.  "I was curious on how this would be done.  Blood, writing with the divine language, incense, you don't beat around the bush, Michael."

 "This, too, is part of my duty, Freya," the Titan responded.  "As commander of the Helen Legion, I charge you each with the task of safeguarding Orario and the world from the threats of Enyo and Sheol.  I charge you each with the duties of leadership, to bear torches of hope against the darkness that lies ahead.  I charge you to protect the weak and the innocent.  I charge you keep vigil over the darkness that threatens to devour us all.  I charge you to fight that darkness for as long as you can, knowing that your sacrifices will not be forgotten, nor shall your duty be in vain."

 "And if we shirk from our oaths, may our blood flood Sheol as it has this bowl," the goddesses responded together, each pricking a finger and letting a drop of their blood fill the bowl.  Michael filled the bowl with his own drop of blood in kind after the goddesses before setting the incense aflame.

 "It is done," Michael muttered.  "I will take those whom I have need of and we shall depart in the morning."

 "That reminds me," Loki frowned.  "There are members of the Pact that we don't have.  You said you wanted someone from Oranus and Zeus."

 "Yes," Michael raised an eyebrow.  "What about them?"

 "It just seems odd for you to make a request you can't get," Loki scratched her cheek lightly.

 "I have the aid of Oranus through Fels," Michael smiled.

 "And the Zeus Familia is dead," Loki matter-o-factly.

 "Dead?" Michael stroked his beard.  "It is beaten, exiled, disbanded, and many other things, but not dead."

 "The hell do you mea--" Loki furrowed her eyebrows.

 "Freya, your contribution will be your sorceress from your 'Hostess of Fertility,'" Michael interrupted.  "Loki, your contribution will be Ais, Tiona, and Lefiya."

 "Hey!" Loki cried, slightly offended over being ignored.

 "Hestia, your contribution will be Lili and Hauhime," Michael turned his eyes to the goddess of hearth and home.

 "Y-you're not taking Bell?" Hestia's mouth dropped slightly.

 "I am," Michael answered.  "But he was never yours to give.  His falna belongs to you, yes, but the blood that strengthens that falna belongs to another.  Blood that has already been sworn to me."

 "Eh?" Bell frowned.

 "Who are your parents, Bell?" Michael turned his eyes to the boy.

 "I… I never knew them," Bell said thoughtfully.  "My grandfather raised me."

 "Yes, he did," Michael nodded.  "Tell me, what would think if I told you your parents were adventurers?"

 "I don't know," the boy frowned.  "I suppose I would wonder why I was never told about them.  Are you saying you know who they were?"

 "A Familia is populated in two ways, though both require the giving of falna," the old man smiled.  "The first way is through recruitment, which is what you went through.  The second way is through the divine magic of the blood of generations.  The blood of generations always happens to be a little stronger based on the fact that falna is usually given from birth.  So what if the blood of generations is given falna by a god outside origin of that blood's magic?"

 "I wouldn't know," Bell shook his head.

 "Nothing would be different save for the fact that the god is different," Michael chuckled.  "But, due to the fact that such blood has already been given divine properties, an outside god may give falna far after birth, making such a child weaker than others with divine blood.  Of course, many with divine blood have anomalies."

 "Anomalies?" Bell muttered.  "What anomalies?"

 "Special skills or powers," the Titan grabbed his pipe from his satchel at the left side of his waist along with some tobacco.  "Rapid growth being one of them.  Something that has been known to your goddess for some time."

 "Liaris Freese," Hestia breathed quietly.

 "Goddess Hestia?" Bell looked at the loli-goddess with confusion.

 "Y-you have had a rare ability that enables rapid growth ever since that day you met Wallenwhatsit," Hestia said nervously.  "I… kept it quiet to protect you."

 "Goddess," Bell breathed out, touched by Hestia's desire to protect him, but still confused as to why she felt she needed to keep something that important from him.

 "Michael," Hestia looked at the Titan.  "What Familia did Bell's parents belong to?"

 "The Zeus Familia," Michael smiled.  "I recall they were both level nines, if I remember correctly.  The Zeus and Hera Familias had plenty of level sevens and eights in their day, but only Zeus boasted two level nines, their captain and vice-captain respectively.  After the Black Dragon defeated both Zeus and Hera, both the Familias came to be crushed by the political situations that always surround Orario.  Though, I am sure you, Freya, and you, Loki, know of that all too well."

 Loki looked away, but Freya stared at Bell, wondering how she had not seen the likeness of the children of the god she had long considered her rival in power.  The goddess of beauty frowned.  If Ishtar was indeed right about the boy being able to resist the charms of a goddess, it wasn't simply because he was the heretical, hard-to-get hero Freya had always thought Bell to be, but also because Zeus was in her way yet again after so many years.

 "My parents were with the Zeus Familia," Bell thought wonder.

 "Eh?!  The human is special?!" the boy heard surprise from Lefiya.

 "Ah!  N-no, Lefiya, I'm not special!" Bell chuckled nervously.

 "Uh, Master Bell, Lefiya didn't say anything," Lili frowned.  Bell frowned and looked at Lili before looking at Lefiya, who was staring at him with some shock.

 "Oh, yes," Michael chuckled.  "Lefiya, that spell I had you use, there is a reason it is so intimate.  The spell joins the spirits of whomever connected through the spell's work, making them one whole.  After it is worked, the spell leaves an after effect that allows the two who were joined to read each other's thoughts and visit each other in dreams.  So, congratulations on the spiritual marriage."

 Bell soon felt stares of rage upon him from not only Lefiya, but also Hestia and Lili.  Haruhime looked up into Bell's face with tears in her eyes.  Tiona's face was somehow crossed with both disappointment and amusement.  The faces of Ais and Loki were filled with shock.  Freya, however, could only look at Lefiya with contempt.

 "M-m-m-married," Lefiya stuttered, eyes wide with her rage, and began to laugh.  "Me and that human."

 "L-Lefiya?" Bell gulped and winced as he felt Lili pinch his side just for saying her name.

 "N-NO!" the elf-maiden screamed dramatically.  For the second time that day, the screams of Bell Cranel could be heard throughout Hearth Mansion.

…

 It was the middle of the night when Bell woke next on a couch in the commons room.  He groaned in slight pain and winced when he touched the bruise on his cheek.  Still, the boy could not help but smile a little at the thought that Lefiya was getting stronger physically.  As he got off the couch, Bell saw Michael standing on the balcony outside the room.

 "Lord Michael?" Bell called out to the Titan.

 "I have something to give to you," the old man turned to Bell after a pause between the two.  "Zeus had asked that I give it to you, when I thought it was time."

 The Titan extended his arm and bolt of lightning formed into his hand.  Bell watched in silent awe as the Titan held the bolt in his hands.  Then the Titan handed the bolt to the boy and smiled.

 "The weapon of the Zeus Familia, the Spear of Destiny," Michael explained.  "It is magic that has become a physical weapon.  But, it can also be absorbed and added to the magic you already have.  Your magic, Firebolt, combined and upgraded with the magic of the Spear, will become a force that impossible for any creature to dodge.  It is the weapon of a hero.  And a hero is needed."

 "I… I'm not a hero like Ais is," Bell smiled sadly.

 "A hero is not defined by mere power," Michael answered.  "Many things do not define a hero: not the sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness.  A hero is defined by what that hero chooses to defend: the people that hero loves.  Yes, Ais is a hero, despite what she believes otherwise.  And so are you."

 "My lord?" Bell watched the Titan curiously.

 "Take it," Michael smiled and handed the bolt to Bell.  The magic spear glowed when Bell took hold of it and it was absorbed into him.  "Tomorrow, young hero, we begin our long journey north.  A journey that will make you the hero you have always dreamed to be."

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1. The "Spear of Destiny," according to Roman Catholic and Greek Orthodox tradition, also called the "Holy Lance," was the spear used to pierce the side of Jesus Christ by a Roman soldier.  My idea for the spear, however, more tributes to the Greek concept of a form of "spear of destiny," which is more attributed to the javelin-spear that is known as the "lightning bolts of Zeus."  More so than that, the Roman soldier that pierced the side of Jesus Christ was more likely to be a Greek garrison levy that received major training from the Roman army rather than true Roman soldier.  While there was a Roman Legion that was near to Palestine at the time, that legion would have been far closer to the Palestinian eastern border to protect Rome's holdings from Parthian invasion.  New soldiers would be put on the front lines for a time as part of their training to be used as cannon fodder so the true Romans would have an easier time killing the stragglers of their enemies before being sent to guard of Roman territory.  It is easy to tell how Rome and plenty of drafts of soldiers that eventually led to the collapse of the western half of the Roman Empire.  Also, due to the Hellenization of the east due to the conquests of Alexander the Great, everyone from Egypt in the south, to Turkey in the north, to Babylon in the east, were primarily Greek speaking.  In either case, back to the spear, the interloop between Christianity and Greek Mythology into the Spear of Destiny was fairly simple as both traditions highly emphasize the concept of "predestination," or "fate."  The only power, according to Greek mythology, that held power over Zeus was the power of Fate, and Zeus was highly subjective to the concept.  According to Christian tradition, God is also highly subjected to 'fate,' but that 'fate' is also something that God has placed on himself.

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Orario is not the only city to stand facing the threat of monsters.  To the far North, the ancient city of Asgard stands vigil over the Dragon Valley, home of powerful monsters like that in the Dungeon itself.  With the death of Odin, and the destruction of the Odin Familia, certain powers both within the Lower World and outside the Lower World are moving.  And in the center of it all, Bell Cranel must become the hero he has always dreamed to be.

"What's a hero for you? A Slayer of Monsters. A Knight for Maidens. An Ally of Justice. Or A Defender of the Weak?" A R.O.B asked. "A Knight for Maidens. Why? Maybe, because the hero can get laid after saving maidens?" I replied and then got revived as Spear Hero with a power like The Gamer. This is the story of my second life.

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Steel met Steel as these legendary figures clashed for the first time.
The resulting shockwave blew away everything in the vicinity so that all was near them was but a wasteland.
Ruler had retreated before they engaged, realizing her parameters would not allow her to intervene in this battle. With her Authority gone, her ability to command the other servants, she could only rely on the knight before her to keep the order. 
She would not dissuade this fight as it was now, the Red faction was the one who initiated the attack and she was clear that even if Arthur wished to retreat, it wouldn't be so simple. 
The first few clashes were anticlimactic as both were testing the other's ability.
With each bout, their continued to ramp up the fight.
Alex figured out almost immediately the differences between them.
Achilles was fast…..
No, to call him fast would be an insult. This man was probably the fastest hero in the throne. His speed eclipsed the knight's own. But that did not mean he was at the mercy of the Greek hero.
He had a vague recollection of the Greek hero's stats. His strength, speed, and endurance were at the very least equal to his and probably above. Maybe not so much his strength as he felt the force behind each thrust of the spear and could manage without using anything else. 
If he recalled correctly, the hero's statistical weakness was his mana, compared to his other stats. 
He couldn't help but compare Achilles to Karna whom he faced earlier. In all honesty, he didn't know who would come out the victory if they both fought, and they were on the same team that wanted his head. 
But he was quick to push aside such thoughts, the fight needed his full concentration. 
He was relying heavily on his instinct as he deflected hundreds of thrusts that came at a speed that even he had trouble keeping up with.
The fight had gone on for merely minutes yet, they lost count the number of times they crossed blades. Alex had long ago activated his reinforcement for that little extra help in dealing with the rider's speed.
It seemed like every time he got accustomed to it, the man accelerated. 
Small cuts began to appear on the knight as every so often the Greek hero had managed to slip through his perception as the spear pierced through his guard. 
Alex would need to lure him in, exploit an opening and take the hero by surprise. So, he removed his reinforcement, the small opening that showed with his lowered speed and strength would not be missed by the spear-wielder.
Almost immediately, the hero committed to an attack as his spear glowed green and he thrust his spear forward.
Alex shifted his weight to his back foot, he wouldn't be dodging this strike.
As the spear came striking at him, he activated one of his core abilities.
[Mana Burst]
The explosion of magical energy that rolled off him did not go unnoticed. It wasn't like Karna's that erupted in flames nor like Mordred's that was accompanied by red lightning. His was merely the magical energy of his dragon's core being unleashed for a moment.
His blade glowed brighter as it met the spear, the increased strength and speed catching the Greek hero by surprise and knock his spear out of the way, creating a large opening by disrupting his balance.
With a mighty swing downward, the force burst out in all directions as a cloud of dust sprang up.
One figure was seen bursting out of the dust cloud as he created distance. His green hair swaying in the ensuing wind.
His iconic smirk was no where to be seen as he stared down at his chest.
He was wounded. 
He who boasted an invulnerable body, was wounded in battle. There was a cut down his chest. It wasn't too deep but also not too shallow. With his insane speed, he managed to avoid anything too serious even in that circumstance.
The dust finally dissipated as the glow of the strongest holy sword still shined brightly.
Alex could feel it humming in his hand. Maybe it was the provocation that this man's ability held. Only being able to be damaged by divinity. The blade that represented the [Glory] of humanity probably resented such a notion even if itself was a divine construct.
"…..The strongest holy blade, huh?" The Rider said absentmindedly as he looked at his wound. "You've earned the right to see my full strength. You should know my identity, right?"
Alex nodded at his statement.
At the declaration, the air shifted, and the Rider took a loose stance. 
Alex could feel the tension increase as he also took a defensive stance. It was a moment later he felt something, his instincts were screaming at him and he moved his blade up in front of his chest and to his surprise it collided with something.
It was almost instantaneous. 
The earth erupted with the hero's charge as the tip of his spear met with the flat of Alex's blade. 
The knight was sent hurling back as sonic booms were accompanied by the sheer power of the thrust.  His figure could be seen flying back hundreds of yards before the momentum finally subsided and he regained his footing.
"…..You blocked that." Rider stated as he stared at his opponent.
It was a noble phantasm, but it was a little odd. It was a continuous ability that was contingent on his opponent knowing his weakness. It came from the legends that when he left his chariot, he was the fastest hero of all eras. He could charge through a battlefield in a single breath, his speed nearly instantaneous. The force of his charge was enough to constitute an anti-army attack. Yet he put it all into a single thrust. 
Alex stood up, his legs a little wobbly before he steadied himself. There was blood running down his face and several lacerations. He could feel the blood also in his throat as his insides took quite the hit. At the last second, he had activated mana burst to mitigate the damage and was able to block with Excalibur.
With he damage he sustained, he couldn't help but laugh at his current circumstances. He would love to face this foe when he was at full strength. But he also had a job to do right now and the odds were not in his favor if he just continued how he was going.
Since he did not like the game they were playing...….the obvious reaction was to flip the board. 
His wounds were not enough to take him out of the fight, it hurt, but he could ignore it for now. 
Achilles saw that his opponent was going to continue and smiled for the first time in the fight. At first he was angry that someone dared to use his friend's noble phantasm. It was a blind anger but after he finally got wounded…..he calmed down a bit. He was surprised, but also a bit excited. He didn't think there was anyone in this war that could break through his invincibility. 
To finally have a fight he was looking for…..he could push his previous anger aside and focused solely on the battle.
Alex activated his mana burst immediately as he charged, but his actions seemed to be eclipsed by another phenomenon that was happening on this battlefield. 
A gigantic golden ripple opened up in the sky, a similar one that he used to summon forth that shield from earlier.
Something came out. Something that required a portal that large to bring into the world.
A gigantic blade shot down at Achilles location.
It's length was that of a sky-scrapper. 
It was the mountain felling sword, Ig-Alima. A divine construct named after another Sumerian diety. Usually divine constructs have a unique power or authority associated with them. Not this blade. It's uniqueness only comes from it's sheer size.
The earth quaked and ruptured as the blade penetrated into the ground.
"WHAT THE FU-" Achilles shouted as the blade came down at him. His reaction mimicked that of all the others that were watching the spectacle. 
The hero had moved out of the way even with the shock of the situation, but as his attention was understandably diverted, he missed the figure running down the length of the blade above him.
He didn't react in time as another dozen ripples opened up around him and a silver chain shot out.
"Enkidu" Alex called out as the chain wrapped around the dumbstruck hero.
Achilles tried to move but he felt himself weaken, the chains got stronger as they seemed to drain him of his divinity.
His eye's widened as he noticed the holy blade that was making its way towards his body, unable to even move his spear to block.
It took Herakles overcoming his own legend to break those chains and his physical strength was leagues above Achilles.
But before Excalibur could make contact, several arrows flew at him from a distance. He had to shift to deflect them as to not be struck. 
In this brief moment, Achilles body began to dissipate as he was teleported away at the expense of a command seal.
The chains retracted back into the gate as their target was no nowhere to be seen.
No more arrows came flying at him as he assumed that the Archer also retreated.
Alex just sighed as he returned the giant blade back to the gate as well. The forest had pretty much been decimated by their battle.
He had revealed the gate, but did not manage to slay his foe. Not that this was his true objective. He was technically supposed to be neutral and not engage with the other servants. But, if one of them tried to fight first, he wasn't obligated to sit there and take it.
They would be more wary the next time they fought. The Greek hero would come at him with everything he had. He was a rider and he had yet to even use his chariot not to mention his shield, it just went to show how strong the hero of the trojan war is.

***

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" Rider of Black started shouting as the faction returned to their stronghold.
"I am also at a loss at what just occurred." Darnic stated. "Does anyone have input on the fight we just witnessed?" 
They all looked around the room, pretty much sharing the same look of disbelief at what happened. 
King Arthur just summoned a blade the size of a building and flung it at Rider of Red.
Nothing about that made sense. There was absolutely nothing in his legend that indicated a building sized blade being able to be summoned.
"The blade was of divine origins." Archer stated.
"That just makes it even more absurd." Rider's master replied.
"That isn't all…..the chain he summoned after, to bind Rider, I believe I know what it was." Archer said again.
"Please enlighten us then Archer." Lancer said. He too was a bit perturbed by what happened. The thought that someone could throw such a monstrosity at his castle did not leave him in the best of moods.
"I felt a hint of fear when I looked upon the chain even at a distance and it was able to bind Rider with such ease. I can think of only one chain in existence that has such an effect. The chain that was used to bind the Bull of Heaven in epic of Gilgamesh, Enkidu." Archer replied. "It is a weapon used to bind gods and render them mortal." 
"That's impossible, how could he possibly come in contact with that when they were separated by thousands of years!?" Saber's master yelled out.
"That isn't all, the shield he used previously was the Rho Aias that was used by Aias the Great in the Trojan war." 
"We are fortunate that he is a neutral party and even caused the Red faction a loss. It seems we also have the identity of Rider of Red, isn't that right Archer?" Lancer said as he eyed his comrade.
Archer smiled. "Indeed, it seems fate is playing a cruel joke to have me fight my student in this war." The others look at him in mild shock. "Rider is non other than Achilles." 
"We can only make new plans with the information we have learned." Darnic stated. "For now though, Caster would you please accompany me to switch the allegiance of Berserker of Red?" 
Caster nodded as the two walked out of the room.

In his first life, he died dreaming of a normal life. In his second life, he felt something missing. In his third life..... 

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A version of Proto Arthur from the fate series travels to different worlds.

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my name is Noufumi Iwatani I'm 20 years old and I'm a junior in college. when I'm not in the classroom and don't have homework I read manga and watch anime. one day I went to the library to get some manga. while I was looking for some manga I happened across a book called  the legend of the four cardinal heroes. I took the book over to a table to read it, when I got to the table I sat down and opened the book and began reading it. when I began reading the book it described that there were once four heroes and how they saved the world from waves of catastrophe. it went on about the sword hero, the bow hero, the spear hero, and the shield hero. it described the sword hero as active and powerful, the bow hero never tolerates injustice, and the spear hero valued and protected his friends.

  "Hold on this sounds like something I just read about a year ago. I never would have thought that it could be possible." but before I could finish my sentence I was summoned to another world.

Swoosh!
Riku's sword descended down at frightening speed and just as it was about to make contact and cleanly chop off Dro's head, a sudden thought flashed through his head, "I don't want to die!" Subconsciously using his only self-defence skill which in actuality he used as the thought formed in his head; not after. Because if he used the skill after the thought, he would have without a doubt died.
<Blood Puddle>
<-0, Dro>
Vampire onlookers widened their eyes in shock as they didn't see a head roll down the ground but instead saw a Progenitor turn into a puddle of blood. All of them gulped down their salivas and stared wide-eyed at the puddle of blood.
Turning into a puddle of blood, Dro wasted no time. He moved in a random direction as he had no time to think where to run to, he only needed a direction – any direction. Moving away from Riku, one word repeated itself in his head on a loop, "Run!"
Riku frowned not getting the result he wanted. "You dare to resist an execution?!" he shouted looking at blood puddle that was getting farther and farther away. He scoffed, extended his right hand and a spear of blood appeared in it, "Anyone that will be in the way of my spear once he returns back to his true form will die!" he said without any emotion in his voice
Vampires hearing Riku's words paled; they all ran away from the moving blood puddle as fast as they possibly could and just before Dro turned back, there wasn't a single Vampire who was in 20 yards of him.
Dro turned back from the blood puddle to his normal form. Riku smirked and threw the spear he held in his hand.
Swoosh!
The spear flew through the air impaling Dro right through the heart.
<Blood Spear, Critical>
<-956,348, Dro>
<You have died>
Dro's eyes closed and then a short moment later his eyes opened again and a notification message followed.
<King Yama's>
Dro's eyes widened in shock, "What?! Didn't I die?! Why was I teleported here?!" He questioned the air in shock; then he saw what was before him. Before him, stood a huge desk at which sat a fat 10 meters hight giant with grey skin, wrinkled old face, two black horns, black long hair and a black beard.
<King Yama, Level ??????????>
The giant picked up a book which was placed at the edge of the table. Flipped it open and started flipping through the pages.
"What is happening here? What is this? Why am I here?" Dro thought confused.
King Yama stopped flipping through the pages and looked down, "Dro, a Vampire. In your life, you have accumulated 200 prestige points." The giant smiled and nodded, "Since you were a hero, who was known to the world you can be reincarnated and before you ask, I can't resurrect you. The story of Dro the Vampire has ended and a new one has to begin and it will begin from zero."
"What?!" Dro mumbled shocked.
"Didn't you hear me?" the giant sighed, "If I wasn't clear, I apologise. Let me start over—Dro, you are the hero with the most prestige points throughout all the lands and realms. Because of your achievements in life, you can be reincarnated as whatever race you want. Well, there is also an alternative option, you can reject my offer to reincarnate but if that would to happen I would destroy your soul, as sending you to one of the hell realms would be an insult to your great name. So what will it be, will you reincarnate or do you want me to extinguish your soul."
<Choice Quest Received>
<Option 1>
<Reincarnate>
<Rewards>
<???>
<Option 2>
<Don't Reincarnate>
<Rewards>
<???>
<Quest Accepted>
"This is not even a choice," he thought and said, "I will reincarnate"
<Option 1 Chosen>
<Quest Completed>
King Yama nodded, "A wise choice by a wise hero. As you were the most prestigious hero, I will offer you three strongest and noble races, any other race besides these three would be an insult to you and I won't accept it."
"Before that can I ask something?"
"Certainly hero."
"Does everyone that die get a chance to be reincarnated?"
King Yama shook his head, "No, only heroes that collected prestige in their life can get reincarnated"
"So as long a 'hero' collected at least some prestige through each of their lives can continue being resurrected?"
"No—Each lifetime you have to overpass what you were before."
"What happens to those that can't get reincarnated?"
"They are sent to one of the hell realms to be tormented until end of time."
Dro frowned; then nodded, "I understand. I am ready now."
"I won't die again. I will save Fina from her imminent death. I will kill Riku for killing me and Erylis for ordering my execution!" he thought.
"Your first choice is a Dokalfar, the oldest and most noble race of elves. Your second choice is Lich although not noble but they are arguably the strongest race of all. Your third choice is Werepire, this race went extinct and is long forgotten by all. They are the Vampire ancestors. Which one will it be?"

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