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DxD: A World Where T*tties Defy Gravity

The son of a Current Satan who is not yet known to the world. Where no one has seen him or even noticed his presence for the last 200 years has once again begins to make himself known now in Underworld but there is a twist he is now stronger— stronger when he was last seen. But what make them even more confuse is his wings he looks different.

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Chapter 53: Mount Olympus!

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Valian went on the offensive now. She flew forward in the blink of an eye, and grabbed Mirajane's head, before slamming it into her knee to stun her. 

Valian then delivered a mid-air spin-kick to the side of Mirajane's head, sending her flying to the side. 

When Mirajane tried to create a number of magic-circle shields to stop Valian from hitting her anymore, Valian just flew forward, and in a few seconds, had punched through them all faster than Mirajane could make them, and delivered a devastating punch to Rias' white-haired Queen, sending her down to the ground.

Mirajane shakily got back to her feet, flickering between her original Satan Soul form and her normal form, before settling on her normal form and collapsing backwards onto the ground, panting heavily.

"Well, at least I didn't have to Divide your strength this time." Valian remarked, landing back on the ground, without a scratch on her body, or even a ruffle on her clothing. "Come here, Mira. I'll heal you."

Mirajane got back to her feet, trembling slightly, and walked over to Valian, who extended her hands and let a dark aura come from her hands, which began to heal Mirajane's wounds.

"Man... thanks, Valian." Mirajane muttered. "Though I didn't think the Primordial Power of Darkness was a healing power."

"It can do anything that the user imagines. Including healing." Valian replied. "But it's the only Devil Clan power exclusive to those with Lucifer's blood in their veins, rather than one that can be learned, like the Power of Destruction, or emulated, like the Demonic Aquakinesis of the Sitri Clan."

"I see." Mirajane replied, as Valian finished healing her wounds.

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"So, Rias." Rex sat down, at his ease, close to Rias, on the edge of a river inside the training dimension. "Tell me. Do you have any ideas for what you're going to do during the Rating Game with Riser? Tactics-wise, that is?"

"Well..." Rias replied. "I always imagined having more than five peerage members for my first Rating Game, but for this match, I think Kiba and Isane would be a good forward offensive force, with Mirajane supporting them from above, possibly?"

"Hmm." Rex replied. "And what about yourself and Koneko?"

"Well, if the worst came to it, I would have to come out and fight, but if I did, I think Koneko would be a possible guard for me." Rias replied. "Koneko could easily keep me safe from any of Riser's peerage. Hopefully, that is."

Rex blinked, before shaking his head.

"No." He replied. "Bad idea, Rias. One, I think having a 'guard' for you is a bad idea on principle, since it'd render you and your peerage less able to do things in a fight. And two, if you really want to have a 'guard' for you, don't let it be your Rook."

"Why not?" Rias asked, looking up at her nephew.

"Castling." Rex replied, simply. Once he'd said that word, Rias blinked, and then facepalmed.

"Fuck." She whispered. "I didn't think of that."

"Yeah." Rex replied. "Picture yourself in a fight with Riser, with Koneko as your guard by your side. He's kicking your ass, and he's about to retire you, rendering the game, along with your status as a sexy single Devil lady, finished."

Rias blushed at Rex' wording, but stayed silent.

"So, you decide to go to Castle to get out of that situation." Rex replied. "And you castle with Koneko, leaving her to take the attack for you. However, you end up only a couple of feet away from Riser, where he can easily burn you. See what I'm getting at?"

"Y-yes, of course." Rias replied. "But I don't want to leave Koneko to take an attack that was meant for me. That doesn't seem right."

"Rias, it doesn't matter." Rex replied. "Cruel as it might sound, you don't have to care about your servants during the Rating Game. They can go out there and get their asses destroyed, and they'd get nursed back to full health after the Game is over, so you don't have to worry about their health."

Rias glared slightly at Rex for his callous words about her and her cute servants, but her glare paled in the face of the glare that Rex returned with.

"It's your call, whether or not you want to use every way possible to win your match, Rias." Rex remarked. "I don't suffer any consequences, whether you win or lose. I'm just here to train you. You DO understand that, right?"

"Y-yes, I understand." Rias replied, inclining her head. "Sorry, Rex. But I kinda structured my entire Rating Game strategy around having Koneko as a guard. So, I'll have to come up with an entirely new one."

"Eh, that's alright." Rex replied, a small smirk overcoming his features. "I'll help you out, Rias."

Rias blushed slightly, as she and Rex began bouncing possible ideas for the Rating Game off each other.

'Even if you're my nephew, Rex...' Rias thought, as her blue eyes took in Rex' body, which was the product of centuries of training 'I wouldn't mind you helping me out in a different way~'

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Mount Olympus. Unarguably, one of the most famous mythical places in the supernatural world, and home to the Olympic Pantheon, or Greek Gods.

One of these Greek Gods in particular was flying up the mountain, right to the very top, where the King and Queen of the Greek Gods were.

This particular God appeared to be a middle-aged man with an athletic figure, which was slim and fit. He had curly hair which was a mix of black and grey, blue eyes and rather elfish features. He wore nothing but a pair of shorts, along with a pair of winged sandals, and a winged hat.

This was Hermes, the Messenger of the Gods. He had just seen something that he thought some of the higher-ups of the Pantheon, particularly the Queen, would be interested in, and had decided to return to Olympus to inform them of it.

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