Welcome to DxD (Remastered)

(3'rd person)

A soul was drifting through an empty place. Lifeless, and in deep sleep. It was surrounded by hundreds of other sounds, all golden in color, and pulsated with energy. One especially powerful soul was close to the center of this realm, the Throne of Hero's. Suddenly, a crack appeared in space. The golden soul slowly drifted towards it, before disappearing inside.

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In a small Catholic Hospital, a mother is giving birth. She has golden hair, and blue eyes. A small child is seen being held in her arm's, with golden hair and green jewel-like eye's. She doesn't cry, contrary to the expectations of the Nun's working as maids and nurse's. Dressing the baby in white cloth, the Nun holding the baby passes it to the exhausted mother sitting on the bed. She takes the baby, and feels nothing but motherly love and kindness.

"Your name shall be Artoria, little one. The name of a warrior, who shall never cry. For you shan't have cried at birth, nor will you ever little one. I shall be the one to raise you and be your mother." The woman declared.

"Little one, I thank God for this gift of joy in my life, and I swear upon my name to raise a maiden that will please god for this wonderful blessing he gave me."

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(Timeskip 5 years, 1st person)

5 years have passed sense my birth. When I first arrived in this world, I was confused. I was not summoned to this world because of the holy grail. I soon realized the only explenation was I had been reincarnated or transported to this new world. I was raised by my mother, Danuja Chiyoko, In a Catholic Hospital. My mother was an exorcist. I leaned that this world was vastly different than the one I was used too.

My mother drilled into me from a young age the evil of this world. She explained that the world was divided onto three factions. The Angles/Church, The Fallen Angels, And the Devils. The Fallen angels where lead by Azazel, While the Angels/Church were lead by God. The devils were ruled by 4 devil kings, after a civil war between two factions. One being the Anti-Satan faction, and the other being the Old Satan faction.

She also explained to me the existence of item's known as sacred gear's. Mystical Item's that were created by God. The most powerful of them being the 13 Longinus. One thing that surprised me was the existence of a Sacred gear known as The (Sephiroth Graal), or the Holy grail. Its known to posses immense and mysterious power.

The existence of Excalibur was surprising as well. It was apparentley broken into 7 pieces, and the church is constantly on the lookout for them.

When I was reincarnated in this world, I as gained a System of sort's, that gave me the ability to look at my status, as well as grow in power.

I am currently sitting in a small bedroom, where me and my mother sleep. She is currently away on a mission.

"Status" I speak to the open air, and a blue holographic screen appears.

[[Status]]

Name: Artoria Chiyoko (True name: Artoria Pendragon)

Other names/ Titles/ Aliases: Once and future King, King of Knights, King Arthur, Wielder of Excalibur

Bio: Better known as Arthur Pendragon and King Arthur, who is regarded as a male in history, she is the "Once and Future King" and a legendary hero of Britain known as the King of Knights. She wielded the sword from the stone, Caliburn, but it was eventually destroyed. She later obtained Excalibur and Avalon from the Lady of the Lake.

Spirit type: Heroic spirit

Race: Human, Dragon (Sealed), Elder Dragon (Sealed)

Gender: Pseudo - Female

Alignment: Lawful Good

Classes: Caster, Saber,

[Perimeters]

Strength: A

Endurance: B

Agility: A

Mana: EX

Luck: D

NP: EX

[Class skills]

Magic Resistance: A

Riding: B

[Personal Skills]

Mana Burst: A

Instinct: A

Charisma: B

[Noble Phantasm's]

Invisible Air: It does not allow the enemy to determine its range. It is simple, but tremendously effective in hand-to-hand combat. The sword is surrounded by wind that reflects light making it virtually invisible.

Excalibur: Sword of Promised Victory, is the strongest and most majestic holy sword that symbolizes King Arthur. As that which can be called the physical actualization of her ideals and the symbol of her heroism, it is her greatest and most powerful Noble Phantasm

Variants: Excalibur Morgan, Excalibur Vivian.

Avalon: The Everdistant Utopia, is the hallowed scabbard of Excalibur, the embodiment of the utopia King Arthur seeks, originally stolen from her shortly before the Battle of Camlann due to the machinations of Morgan le Fay. It is a luxurious piece of equipment made of gold and decorated with blue enamel that seems more like a treasure to show dignity and nobility like a crown or staff than a weapon. No one knows what kind of Divine Mystery it is made from, but it was created by fairies along with Excalibur, an inscription written in Fairy Letters engraved on its center to show that it is not the work of man. It bequeaths limited immortality through constant regeneration, as well as preventing physical deterioration caused by aging. The utopia Avalon was thought to be derived from the island that produced the "Apple of Immortality" in Greek Mythology.

Caliburn: (Sealed)

Clarent: (Sealed)

Prydwen: (Sealed)

Secace: (Sealed)

Rhongomyniad: (Sealed)

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Despite living in a small town, I have not been idle. I have a daily regime that I preform to strengthen my body, as well as keep me healthy. I have leaned a bit about Human Anatomy and Medicine while helping the Nurses at the hospital, as well as modern science, Biology, and History. I learned quickly, and spent most days training or learning. I was regarded as a hard-working child, that leaned anything given to her quickly, and was one of the children that were selected to become an exorcist.

I was known as a child with a big sense of justice, and spoke out against those I didn't like, to the dismay of the elder's. But these days are quickly coming to an end.

I noticed that my mother has become less cheerful and looked tired as of lately. I also heard rumor's that the church announced her expulsion as an exorcist as of yesterday. She always talked to me, and said that if she was ever killed, to head to her friends house in a place known as Kuoh town. A few priests came to me, and asked me to wait in my room, as they had news to tell me.

The room is simple, with a hanging light, white rug, a small bed, and a dresser with a TV sitting on top of it opposite of the bed.

The golden knob on the door turns, and the door opens. Three men dressed in black trench coats with rosaries hanging around their necks enter. all male, with two taller men flanking an older exorcist.

"Are you per chance, Artoria Chiyoko?" The older man asked.

"Yes, I am."

He put on a sad expression. "We have some horrible new's. Your mother was murdered by an unknown figure last night, suspected to be a devil." He said this slowly, as if explaining to a child, which he was.

I was shocked. Not really, but I pretended to be. I also heard a rumor that she was dead, but I hadn't been able to confirm it until now.

"Do you need a moment?" Asked the old man. I didn't say anything, so he motioned for the two men to leave, then he followed.

While this happened, my mind was racing. Why was she killed? It was possibly a devil. But when I asked her a few days ago why she looked so tired as of latley, she replied with,

"I recently learned something that has shook my faith. I'm just thinking things through, my dear, no need to worry."

And I didn't press any further.

I heard the creek of the doorknob, and the three entered the room.

"I know this may be hard for you, but we need to ask. We think your mother had some information on the whereabouts of devil's. So did she ever tell you anything, and to keep it a secret from everyone?"

I shook my head.

"Are you sure? Could you try and remember?"

I shook my head once again. He sat for a few minutes, before asking.

"Do you think that god is dead?" He asked suddenly.

I was visibly confused.

He looked relived.

"Never mind my dear, it just a joke that we older priests say."

"Once again, I know this must be hard for you, so would you like to visit her a few hours before we hold a funeral?"

That's not right. You don't hold a funeral until you know the cause of death, and definitely not a day after the person is found dead.

"Please." I say in a fake small voice. Something is wrong. Why would they come here? They surely didn't actually believe if she knew where devil's were hiding, that she would tell her daughter. She wouldn't try to endanger me with that information.

"These men will take you there, so don't worry." He motions to the two men. I get off the bed, and walk towards the door.

"It doesn't seem like she knows anything. But still, it's too risky. Get rid of her." I hear the old man hiss in a whisper to one of the men. They follow me out, and we head towards the front of the hospital.

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I am sitting in the back of a black SUV, with the two men in the front seats. The first thing I observed was that they were incredibly stupid. Once they got in, they spent several minutes trying to find the keys, which they misplaced. Then, we finally got on the road, the one in the passenger seat leans to

I'd pieced together that my mother was killed, likely by the church, for possessing some sort of information, relating to the death of god? And they have decided to get rid of me on the whim I might know of this information.

I need to get out of here, but to do that I either need to kill or knock these baboon's out.

The one diving and whisper's very loudly,

"The boss says we need to K-I-L-L the K-I-D" He tells him.

I mentally facepalm, before the one driving says,

"What? I can't hear you." The diver says, who I nicknamed Tweedledee.

Then Tweedledum whisper's again, this time louder,

"The boss says, we need to K-I-L-L the K-I-D!" He whisper/talks.

"Key, eye, el, el, what's that?" Tweedledee

"It's spelling!" Tweedledum exclaims.

"But why not just say the words?" Tweedledee asks.

"So the kid doesn't understand!

"But she's 5 years old! She know's how to spell!"

"But she may not know what kill means!"

Then, they start a hot debate of the average academic career of a 5 year old is, and what a 5 year old knows.

Part of me is just sighing, another is laughing, and the final is just wishing they'd kill me now.

It's going to be a long car ride.

(Hello! I was unhappy with how I wrote this fan-fic, so i decided to scrap it and start again due to the MC having no personality and the sketchy grammar. So this is it! Hope you like it. If you like this, You can vote with power stones, add to you collection, leave a comment or review, and tell me what I did wrong or what you like, or just yell at me to work faster. Thanks to all who read and vote! Happy Easter!)