Usurp The Flame

Finally, it was time. It was time for Diluc to absorb the fire that powered the world.

Both Katherine and Yuria had come with him into the Dark Souls universe so they could help him with the process. They usually just slept in the safe confines of their real-life home. Although every now and then, they'd come back to comfort Diluc.

Regardless, the Soul of Cinder was slain and it was time for Diluc to claim his prize.

He turned the soul he gained from its corpse into a nice little firelink greatsword that he wouldn't ever use but it was cool to have.

Finally, everyone relevant had arrived at the First Flame. Yuria and the Fire Keeper stood on either side of the Flame, waiting for their beloved to take it for himself.

Diluc looked back to see hundreds of hollows. None were stupid enough to try and steal or link the flame. They knew that it required an immense amount of power to link the flame and even more to do what Diluc was about to attempt.

Without wasting anymore time, Diluc initiated the linking of the First Flame.

He reached his arm out and touched the fire. Sensing that it was being linked, the fire crawled up the arm of the intruder and began devouring it. Although the fire was burning the very core of his being, this had only rivalled the worst pain he had ever felt, needless to say, it didn't hurt much.

The First Flame covered Diluc's body completely, from his head to his toes.

All of a sudden, the fire that was trying to cover and consume Diluc in his entirety, began sinking into his pores. The fire sunk into his skin and the charred scent that previously filled the air was replaced with the feeling of a warm fire in a cold night.

Yuria and Kath pulled Diluc into a warm embrace. They could feel the fire inside of him and he could feel the warmth of the two as he battled the fire from the inside.

After 5 minutes of hugging, Yuria and Kath backed up a couple steps and kneeled. The world darkened at once.

Diluc had won the fight against the 'final boss'.

His body was invigorated, he felt power like never before.

He looked at his stat sheet for a second.

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Name: Diluc

Race: The First Flame

Job: None

Quirk: Dimensional Travel (Doom, Dark Souls (Completed), Bloodborne)

Level: 382

HP: 990/990

MP: 990/990

VIT: 99

STR: 99

AGL: 99

INT: 99

ITM: 99

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(A.N. This is why I didn't bother showing the stat sheet for a while. His stats are maxed within the universe after competing it. These stats will also apply in the real world, however, his Bloodborne self still is quite weak.)

Diluc could feel every cell in his body dancing he continued to examine himself. He didn't need to breathe; he didn't need to have his eyes open to see. At this moment, every cell in his body became fire and that fire could do anything.

He morphed his hand into the shape of a blade. Obviously, it wasn't near the power of any of his weapons but it was cool to be able to morph himself.

He turned behind him to see everyone kneeling at his presence. Yuria and Kath were accompanied by newly revived and de-zombified version of Anri. Her red hair and beautiful complexion rivaled the other two Dark Souls beauties.

Diluc didn't know at what point she was revived but adding another woman to his harem was never bad. Although he'd have to explain to Momo and therefore her father and mother as well.

"You three don't have to kneel to me." Diluc stated. Yuria and Katherine both stood up but Anri remained on the ground.

"It is not my place to stand your equal, my lord." Anri responded to the trio's questioning glares.

"We're married. You are my equal. I don't care if you see it as a means to an end, but I will not abandon my loved ones." Diluc spoke. Anri's head rose from her kneeling and met Diluc's eyes, she could see the fire burning inside.

She stood up; she was quite similar in height to Diluc if a bit taller.

"Well, shall we leave?" He asked as he extended his hands. Kath and Yuria each held one of his hand. Anri followed suite after seeing them and shared his left palm with Kath.

The four of them left the Dark Souls universe, not to return for a long time.

It took quite a bit of time for Anri to settle into a world in which your life wasn't in constant danger. She often woke up to the sounds of dogs barking and drawing her sword out of instinct only to be called back into bed by either the girls or Diluc.

Momo had also taken a liking to Anri. She was the only one that was adept at combat, therefore, she was the only one who trained Momo. Diluc probably could of, but his view on injuries is slightly different from others, it was best he sits this one out.

Regardless, everyone was very accepting of Anri. Except Momo's dad of course but no one cares about him.

He knew that he would have to start actually defeating bosses in Bloodborne from now on, he didn't really have a plan for how he'd beat them, he'd just do it as he went.

In the meantime, a certain something happened at school. Bakugo, being the nuisance he was, challenged Diluc in front of the whole class.

"Hey third-string! I've got a new move to kick your ass with!" He yelled.

Diluc, being Diluc, continued to sleep as a response. There was no real reason to entertain him.

That was, until Katsuki tried to blow up the sleeping Diluc. His instincts kicked in, he grabbed his wrist and threw him out of the window of a third story building.

"Oh, I didn't mean to do that..." Diluc commented. He went back to sleep.

Both Katsuki and Diluc were called into the principal's office, their parents were called as well.

So Inko, Diluc, Katsuki and Mitsuki were all in the same room.

"I'm sorry for my kid's behavior!" Mitsuki apologized first. This wasn't the first time she'd been called to school because of her kid and it wouldn't be the last.

"There's no need for you to apologize miss, your son was the injured one in this case." The principal argued. Of course, the school punishes those who are hurt and not those who engage.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Inko kept apologizing. Her body had increased in mass because of stress eating lately. She didn't really know who was in the wrong but Inko was far too scared for any time of confrontation.

"There's no need for anyone to apologize, if I had my instincts under control, I would've just winded him." Diluc stated.

"DIE!" Katsuki yelled as he went in for another attack.

Of course, it was unsuccessful. Diluc simply summoned Fume and held it in front of his face. Thinking this was his guard, Katsuki lunged into it with his explosions.

The explosions did absolutely nothing to the behemoth of a weapon and he landed face first into it, instantly falling unconscious.

(A.N. Sorry if I explained this poorly, he used the sword as a guard so Katsuki hit the thick blunt side rather than the sharp side.)

Diluc unsummoned Fume.

"I'm not apologizing for that one though." He spoke. Mitsuki broke out in a fit of laughter, apologized, picked up her son and got ready to leave.

"Wait a second!" The principal intervened.

"What is it this time?" Mitsuki asked in return.

"The kids must get along! From now on, twice every week, one of them shall go to the other's house to spend time with each other. They are the future of heroes; they must get along!" He ordered. Mitsuki was about to retort when Diluc spoke up.

"Will you shut up if I say yes?" Diluc asked. Sleep was far more important than this person. If he went, he could just go into their guest room and sleep instead of being anywhere near the annoyance.

Without waiting for a reply, Diluc grabbed Inko's hand and helped her stand. They then left the principal by himself.

On the way back, Diluc had some alone time with his mother.

"You've gotten fatter." He bluntly stated. Inko's face turned to one of shock and shame in a second.

"You're coming with me on morning jogs." He then declared.

"I'm not accepting any objections." He continued before she could refuse.

That is the morality of Diluc, he is completely uncaring of anyone he isn't close to but he will look after those that he deems important. You can't ask more from a person that goes under extreme mental stress by dying.