POV: Serafall Leviathan
Jay's Dimension
A Few Hours ago
The sky above this fabricated dimension was an endless, suffocating shade of violet. It completely lacked the chaotic, comforting warmth of the Underworld's crimson clouds, and it held none of the gentle embrace of the human world's sun. Here, the atmosphere itself felt as though it had been meticulously woven from liquid lead.
Twenty times the normal gravity. Twenty times the standard mana density.
I sat perched atop a jagged, towering pillar of absolute ice that I had created moments ago, my legs swinging idly over the precipice. On the outside, my lips were curved into my trademark, picture-perfect magical-girl smile. I even had my decorative wand resting casually across my shoulders, tapping it lightly against my collarbone. But inside? My mind was whirring at the terrifying speed of a Maou who had survived the bloody crucible of a civil war.
Jay-chan… you really are an absolute monster, aren't you?
I thought, my gaze sweeping over the cracked, brutalized stone of the massive arena below me.
He hadn't simply tossed these kids into a standard gravity chamber and told them to do push-ups. He had forcefully cracked open their foundational understanding of magic and ruthlessly poured in entirely alien power systems—concepts that simply did not exist within the established logic of our reality.
A/N: Over the past few Days, he had etched spells into their souls from dimensions he from*Maou Gakuin* and *Tensura*.
He had taken a group of pampered, albeit talented, aristocratic heirs and forged them into something terrifying. Every single aura flickering below me was currently brushing the borders of the Ultimate-Class. In less than a month, Jay had created an entire platoon of absolute monsters. It was terrifying. It was utterly beautiful.
"Alright, my cute little underclassmen~!" I sang out, my voice artificially amplified to echo across the heavy, dense air of the dimension.
"Break time is officially over! Did you catch your breath? Too bad! Levi-tan's Magical Boot Camp waits for no one! ☆"
Below me, the fourteen members of the two peerages pushed themselves off the cratered ground. They didn't groan.
They didn't complain. The aristocratic weakness and hesitation that had plagued them just weeks ago had been completely burned away in this violet hell.
"We are ready, Serafall-sama," Sona replied, her voice steady despite the crushing weight of the environment.
My breath caught for just a fraction of a second. My precious, brilliant little sister, who used to rely entirely on placing her pieces on a tactical board while keeping herself out of the fray, stood firmly at the vanguard.
Her glasses were cracked, and her normally pristine Kuoh Academy uniform was stained with soot and sweat, but her aura was oceanic—vast, impossibly deep, and ready to crush anything in her path.
Jay had taught her a harsh but necessary truth: a King must be a masterful strategist, yes, but a King who cannot personally obliterate the board when all strategies fail is suicude if facing human without supernatural power yes you can but our enemy is powerful being so strategy alone not enough she need power too
On the opposite side of the formation, Rias Gremory stood tall and imposing. The crimson aura of the Power of Destruction, which used to flare wildly and recklessly around her like an uncontrollable wildfire, was now pulled impossibly tight.
It clung to her skin like a second layer of clothing, completely and flawlessly controlled.
"We won't fall so easily," Rias declared, her voice gritty but radiating absolute, regal authority.
"That's exactly the spirit I want to see!" I cheered, hopping off my icy pillar and letting the twenty-fold gravity pull me down.
"But spirit alone won't save you from a Maou! Let's go, So-tan! Show your big sister how sharp your fangs have gotten!"
I swung my wand, completely dropping my bubbly, playful persona for a fraction of a second.
The temperature of the air plummeted instantaneously to absolute zero. Celsius Cross Trigger.
I didn't send a barrage of tiny icicles; instead, I manifested a singular, hyper-compressed glacier the size of a small building and sent it hurtling directly toward Sona, fully intending to crush her strategic formation before she could even utter a command.
A week ago, Sona would have ordered Tsubaki to reflect the attack while directing her bishops to flank my position.
Today, Sona didn't even blink.
"Strategy dictates we dismantle the vanguard first," Sona said coldly, raising one hand toward the descending mountain of ice.
"But sometimes… absolute, overwhelming force is the most efficient tactical maneuver."
A terrifying concentration of water mana swirled violently around her palm, compressing into a dark, spiraling vortex of annihilation.
It was the spell Jay had forcefully etched into her mind—Rio Eirth, the Absolute Water Annihilation Mortar from the world of a Demon King of Tyranny.
She fired.
The jet of high-pressure, blackish-blue water didn't just clash with my glacier; it drilled completely through it. The absolute ice was atomized into a harmless, sparkling mist instantly, and the vortex continued straight toward my face, carrying enough kinetic force to level a city block.
My eyes widened in genuine surprise.
She's actually trying to take my magic with her's head to head !! I'm so proud!
I teleported backward, allowing the blast to carve a massive, miles-long canyon into the violet horizon behind me.
"Wow~! So-tan is playing really rough today! But a King shouldn't forget her blind spots!"
I manifested instantly behind her, my wand raised to strike her unprotected back. But I was already anticipated.
Tsubaki was there, her Sacred Gear, Mirror Alice, glowing with intense power. Beside her, Momo and Reya stood with their hands clasped together, casting a combined Tensura barrier—Multilayer Dimension—that Jay had drilled into their magical circuits.
My strike hit the multi-dimensional barrier, reflecting the kinetic force perfectly while completely neutralizing the frost.
While I was delightfully engaged in a high-speed, lethal magical firefight with my sister's empowered peerage, an entirely different kind of spectacle was unfolding across the other side of the arena.
Elysia walked through the twenty-fold gravity as if she were taking a leisurely stroll through a sunlit spring festival. Her pale pink hair drifted gracefully behind her, entirely unaffected by the crushing weight of the artificial world. She held a crystalline bow in her hands, her smile radiant, gentle, and utterly breathtaking.
Even knowing that Jay was a walking anomaly who casually defied logic, Elysia was something else entirely. Her cosmology, her very existence, felt fundamentally superior to the standard demonic and divine energies of our world i think? She was a Herrscher—though she simply introduced herself as a beautiful girl who loved humanity—and her power was absolute. Yet, she held no malice. There was no dark, tragic aura about her. She fought purely out of a vibrant, overwhelming love.
"You are all looking so wonderfully beautiful today," Elysia hummed cheerfully, pulling back the string of her bow without knocking a physical arrow. An arrow of pure, pink imaginary energy manifested on the string, humming with a frequency that distorted the air.
"But you know, true beauty must be tempered, or it shatters when the wind blows too hard. Show me your brightest colors, Rias-chan!"
Elysia released the string. The arrow didn't just fly forward; it multiplied exponentially into a thousand crystalline streaks, raining down upon the Gremory peerage like a localized, devastating meteor shower.
"Scatter the formation!" Rias commanded, her voice slicing cleanly through the chaos of the battlefield.
Rias didn't run. She stood her ground and raised a single, delicate finger. The Power of Destruction, which she had learned to stop wasting on loud, explosive noise, condensed into a point the size of a tiny marble at her fingertip.
She swiped her finger in a rapid horizontal arc. A thin, hair-like line of crimson erased the space in front of her, silently and instantly deleting half of Elysia's descending crystal rain from existence.
"Oh my~," Elysia giggled, her bright pink eyes sparkling with genuine delight and admiration.
"Such precise, elegant violence! But what about the rest?"
"Ara, ara. You really shouldn't forget about me, Elysia-sensei," a sultry, echoing voice called out from above.
Akeno Himejima stepped confidently into the air, ignoring the gravity pulling at her boots. My breath hitched slightly as I glanced over. Akeno had six magnificent wings unfurled proudly behind her—three classic, leathery demonic bat wings, and three jet-black, beautifully feathered wings of a Fallen Angel. She was no longer hiding her Baraqiel bloodline in shame. She had fully embraced it.
"Holy lightning alone isn't quite enough for this," Akeno smiled. It wasn't her usual sadomasochistic, teasing mask. It was a genuine, radiant, and utterly confident grin.
"Jay-sensei taught me that true thunder doesn't just burn the body; it judges the soul."
She raised her hands high, combining her golden Holy Lightning with a devastating Maou Gakuin spell. "Jirasd !" Black, annihilating lightning violently merged with her golden holy thunder, creating a massive, roaring storm of twilight-colored electricity that surged upward, completely swallowing and neutralizing the remaining half of Elysia's imaginary arrows.
Elysia clapped her hands together, letting her bow dissolve into pink light. "Beautiful! Utterly dazzling, Akeno-chan! You've finally stopped rejecting the parts of yourself that make you unique. That is the very first step to true perfection!"
Suddenly, a blinding blur of motion materialized directly behind Elysia. Kiba Yuuto.
He wasn't just fast anymore. Jay had ruthlessly beaten the habit of "speed without weight" out of the blonde knight. Kiba used Spatial Motion—an advanced Tensura skill—to completely bypass the physical distance between them. He brought his demonic sword down in a vicious arc, stepping heavily into the twenty-fold gravity to add crushing, meteoric momentum to his strike.
Elysia didn't even turn around. She simply raised two delicate fingers above her shoulder, perfectly catching the sharp edge of Kiba's descending blade.
*CLANG!*
A/N: Dont forget elysia is fucking durable she is like tank in the game, fuck if there is no buff in elysian realm how supposed we win that fat pink tank elf.
The resulting shockwave cratered the thick stone ground beneath them, kicking up a cloud of violet dust, but Elysia's fingers didn't budge a single, solitary millimeter.
"Much better, Kiba-kun," Elysia praised softly, glancing over her shoulder with a warm smile.
"Your sword finally carries the heavy weight of your intent. It isn't just an empty breeze anymore. But… your footwork is still a little too honest!"
She playfully tapped the flat of his blade with her index finger. The sheer kinetic feedback sent Kiba rocketing backward like a cannonball. He flipped gracefully mid-air, landing on his feet, though a small grunt of exertion escaped his lips as he skidded across the stone.
Before Elysia could take a step forward, the ground directly beneath her shattered completely.
Koneko Toujou burst from the subterranean rubble, her pristine white cat ears and twin Nekomata tails fully exposed and twitching with energy. She was flooded with raw Senjutsu, completely unafraid of her heritage.
Jay had taught her how to seamlessly blend *Touki* with natural energy, turning her petite, unassuming body into a literal weapon of mass destruction.
She threw a devastating right hook aimed squarely at Elysia's abdomen. The air itself screamed in protest, a visible vacuum forming around her small, white fist.
Elysia smiled gently. She caught Koneko's earth-shattering fist with the open palm of her hand. The impact generated a massive sonic boom that blew away the dense violet clouds high above us, but Elysia merely took a casual half-step back to absorb the momentum.
"Such a fierce, wonderful little kitten," Elysia chuckled affectionately, using her free hand to gently pat Koneko on the head. "Your soul is shining so incredibly bright right now, Shirone-chan."
Koneko flushed slightly at the genuine praise, but her combat instincts overrode her embarrassment, and she immediately vaulted backward to regroup with Kiba.
"Don't let up!" Rias yelled, her hands glowing fiercely as she prepared another highly compressed beam of Destruction. "Keep the pressure on!"
Suddenly, Elysia's playful smile softened into something profoundly deep. It wasn't sad, nor was it heavy with the weight of tragedy. It was simply the look of someone who loved the world so much that she would do anything to preserve its beauty.
"You have all grown so beautifully," Elysia said, her voice echoing gently, yet it carried a strange resonance that subtly shook the very foundations of the fabricated reality.
"You shine so bright, truly worthy of being called devil now. I am so incredibly proud of every single one of you. But..."
The temperature in the dimension didn't drop, yet a chilling, absolute pressure settled over all of us. Even I paused my relentless barrage of ice magic against Sona, my instincts screaming at the sheer, alien magnitude of the presence Elysia was lightly unfurling.
"...The universe is a very vast place," Elysia continued, her pink eyes glowing with a fierce, protective light.
"And unfortunately, there are storms and monsters out there that do not know how to appreciate a beautiful flower. They will crush it without a second thought. And I simply cannot allow your beautiful smiles to ever be taken away! So, you cannot just be strong. You must be *absolute*. Let us dance one more time today! Show me a brilliance that can pierce through any storm!"
Elysia raised both her hands toward the violet sky. A massive, crystalline dome of pure imaginary energy rapidly expanded outward from her body, instantly turning the bleak violet world into a breathtaking, terrifying pink kaleidoscope. Tens of thousands of geometric, glowing crystal flowers bloomed simultaneously in the air, each one humming with enough concentrated energy to level a mountain range.
Sona and Rias immediately locked eyes across the battlefield. The friendly rivalry was entirely gone. In the face of this overwhelming, beautiful apocalypse, they were a single, synchronized unit.
"Rias! Combine outputs! We cannot block a wide-area attack of this magnitude; we have to pierce straight through the center!" Sona commanded flawlessly, her hands rapidly forming the complex seal for *Rio Eirth* once more.
"Understood!" Rias yelled, sprinting through the crushing gravity to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with her childhood friend.
"Akeno! Kiba! Koneko! Guard our flanks and clear the path!"
"Gasper!" Akeno called out into the shadows.
"Now is the time!"
From the dark rubble behind Rias, Gasper Vladi emerged. He was no longer a timid boy cowering inside a cardboard box. He stood tall, his red vampire eyes glowing brilliantly as he invoked his Forbidden Balor View, aggressively amplified by the Thought Acceleration magic Jay had meticulously drilled into his brain.
Time around Elysia's blooming crystal flowers stuttered, visibly violently slowing down to a crawl. It wasn't a complete time-stop against an entity of Elysia's absurd caliber, but it was enough. It bought the two Kings exactly three seconds of uninterrupted casting time.
"Do it now!" Gasper screamed, blood beginning to drip from his nose from the sheer strain of holding back a Herrscher's attack.
Sona unleashed Rio Eirth at maximum output, creating a massive, spiraling drill of annihilating black water. Without missing a beat, Rias wrapped her compressed Power of Destruction entirely around Sona's spell, coating the water drill in a terrifying, erasing crimson aura.
The combined Ultimate-Class attack tore across the arena, a roaring dragon of crimson and black, colliding head-on with Elysia's descending crystalline storm.
The resulting explosion blinded me completely.
The shockwave forcefully threw me off my feet, forcing me to instantly erect a Maou-level, multi-layered ice shield just to keep from being shredded by the collateral magical fallout. The sound was absolutely deafening—a roaring, apocalyptic clash of raw demonic magic and alien imaginary energy.
When the blinding pink and crimson light finally died down, the twenty-fold gravity dimension was eerily, perfectly silent.
I lowered my ice shield, coughing lightly as I waved away the thick dust.
The very center of the arena had been hollowed out into a massive, smooth crater. At the very edge of it, Rias, Sona, and the entirety of their peerages were collapsed on the ground in a tangled heap. They were conscious, their chests heaving as they panted heavily, but they were completely and utterly drained of every last drop of mana, stamina, and physical strength.
In the exact center of the smoking crater stood Elysia.
Her clothes were perfectly dine. Not a single strand of her lovely pink hair was out of place. She looked as though she hadn't even been in a fight. But she wasn't looking at the fallen Devils. She was looking down at her own hand.
A single, tiny, almost invisible scratch marked the knuckle of her index finger. A singular drop of blood welled up from the minor cut.
Elysia stared at it in silence for a long moment. Then, she looked up at the exhausted, thoroughly beaten Devils. Her smile broke—not into her usual playful tease, but into a breathtakingly genuine, wide, and impossibly proud beam.
"You scratched me," Elysia whispered, her voice trembling slightly with joy before she clapped her hands together excitedly.
"You actually managed to reach me! Oh, you are all so, so incredibly wonderful!"
I floated down from the sky, my heart swelling with a chaotic mixture of intense pride for my little sister and sheer, unadulterated awe at the monsters Jay had managed to create in less than a week.
"Time is officially up~!" I cheered loudly, spinning my wand in a wide arc to disperse the residual, dangerous mana lingering in the air.
"Perfect marks, everyone! Levi-tan is so, so proud! So-tan, you were absolutely amazing!"
Sona groaned from her spot on the ground, lacking the energy to even adjust her cracked glasses.
"Please… no loud noises right now, Onee-sama…"
Rias let her head fall back heavily against the cracked stone floor, staring up at the slowly clearing violet sky with a tired, bruised, but undeniably victorious smirk on her face.
"We… we actually did it."
Elysia walked over gracefully, kneeling down beside the fallen teenagers to gently heal their minor scrapes, bruises, and exhausted muscles with a warm, comforting pink light.
"You did beautifully. Your flowers have bloomed, and they shine with such brilliant, unbreakable colors."
I watched them in silence, leaning comfortably on my wand. My bubbly persona faded into a quiet, profound sense of respect.
Jay-chan, I thought, turning my gaze toward the invisible portal that led back to his massive castle. You took a group of spoiled heirs and traumatized children, and you gave them the fangs necessary to bite a god.
A/N: atleast if they facing loki, he will really2 in toruble now atleast rias and the others now Ultimaate class so do valina and kuroka. Not to mention Jay already planted magic spell and skill from maou gakuin and tensura that suitable to each person. And yes jay already planted many destruction magic for rias but jay said she must use her own power first then use new magic that jay give to her if situation worsening
He was harsh. He was utterly unforgiving. He forced them through a hell that would break anyone. But looking at Sona, who no longer doubted her own offensive capabilities, and Rias, who no longer hid behind the overwhelming shadow of her family name… I knew exactly what his endgame was.
He trying to building a future where they wouldn't have to rely on him to survive.
"Come on, Ely-chan," I said softly, a genuine, warm smile gracing my lips. "Let's get these kids to the baths before Jay gets back. I'm sure they're dying for some proper rest, and I bet he's already cooking something for dinner."
Elysia nodded, her bright pink eyes soft and full of love. "Yes. Let's take our lovely devil home."