Rizevan's heart was pounding. As he turned to face Ophis. The Ouroboros Dragon was in his forge, in the form he knew best, the Gothic Loli.
''What do you want?'' He didn't fall to his knees, he didn't beg, he was a fucking Lucifer.
Unlike Razevan, he had his Pride. Understood what it meant to be born from Lucifer's line.
''Your trips have sent waves. Currents I've felt. You can give me what I need. The silence I require.'' Ophis says.
''I can potentially give you what you desire.'' He said, stressing the word potentially.
''And?''
''I require certain concessions. When the time comes, you will let me breed you.'' He was a devil, he couldn't be blamed for wanting to breed Ophis. ''I also have a timeline I require from you to more or less keep to, amongst other things.''
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After Ophis departed, Rizevan finished his gifts, and had then proceeded to pay a visit to the Satanachia Clan where he had briefly visited his mother.
Rizevan did care for his mother, more than Razevan did for his own mother at least. But Rizevan was not actually at the Satanachia Clan to just see his mother. He was here to speak with Lord Razikel Satanachia, his maternal grandfather. Taking Grayfia to wife, and Euclid as his right hand meant that he needed to do some damage Control and also expand his group. To that end, Rizevan intended to form an organisation. The Knights of Hell. Eight in number before the Civil War, members drawn from the Lucifer Six and the other Extra Demons. The Knights of Hell would be his personal guard, but they would also become in the future what Team DxD would become just strictly for the Underworld until the appointed time. Eventually they would come to number 72 in symbolism of the 72 Pillars. Euclid would stand as his Commander of the Knights Of Hell, and he would be joined by the Knight of Worth, Knight of Destruction, Knight of War, Knight of Purification, Knight of Cataclysm, Knight of the Fallen, and the Knight of the Ancient Lores. That last one would be difficult to convince however. But Rizevan was determined to do it.
Rizevan simply needed to speak with his grandfather.
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Lord Razikel Satanachia was the fifth Lord of House Satanachia. And while he was Lord Rizevan's grandfather by blood, the Six Houses lived and died at the Order of the Lucifer Clan Head and his heir.
''Lord Rizevan, welcome back to our meager estate.'' He said, dipping his head low. The chosen heir of Lord Rizevim might be a semi-frequent visitor to the estate, but Razikel was a Satanachia.
''Rise, Grandfather.'' Razikel smothered the pride that blossomed in his chest at the recognition.
''How may we serve, you my lord?'' He asked.
''Bring me, Raziel Satanachia.'' Razikel faltered for a fraction of a second before sparing one of the attendantss in the room a glance that conveyed everything.
The attendant left quickly, and he motioned the other attendant to pour Lord Rizevan a drink. Lord Rizevan raised a hand and the attendant stopped pouring.
''You can relax. He's done nothing to disappoint me. Not yet at least.'' Says Lord Rizevan and some of the tension in his body left him, nevertheless his posture remained stiff. ''It occurred to me that there are more than just the Lucifuge Clan in the Six Houses, just as there are more than the Six Houses in the Extra Demons. While Euclid Lucifuge will serve me as my First Knight and right hand, and Grayfia will serve me as my first wife. I'm calling upon the Six Houses and Extra Demons to give me their best. That means my Uncle will be part of my Knights. The Knights of Hell.'' Lord Rizevan said and Razikel could not help but think of what this meant.
His thoughts were cut off by his son and heir entering the room.
''Lord Rizevan.'' Raziel acknowledged their Lord's presence before turning to him. ''Father.'' So far so good.
Lord Rizevan took a sip of his glass, before approaching Raziel. Lord Rizevan placed a hand on his sons shoulder.
''Try not to scream too much.'' That was the only warning they got before Lord Rizevan pressed his hand against Raziel's chest and began to release his power as Raziel held out as long as he was able to as Lord Rizevan did something.
''I bestow upon you the Gift of Worth. You who bear the same blood as I do. You who I charge as the Underworld's first and last line of defense, who will serve your Lucifer as his Knight of Hell. Rise, Raziel Satanachia, Second of the Knights Of Hell, the Knight of Worth.'' Lord Rizevan's power subsided, and Raziel's power felt different from before. More in line with Lord Rizevan. His son's eyes now glowed and as Lord Rizevan stepped back and picked up his glass, spectral chains surrounded Raziel, coiling like a serpent protecting its master.
''Though you are the first to receive this gift, you are not the last, and like all who follow you bar one, you answer to Euclid Lucifuge in the Knights of Hell Hierarchy, but your Final Loyalty is to me.'' Says Lord Rizevan as he takes a sip, and places his glass down before turning to fully face Raziel.
''You have been granted the Power of Imprisonment. To pass on to your Descendants. Do not waste this gift, or the opportunity that it represents.'' Lord Rizevan drained his glass and went to leave before staying at the door.
''Your place is with me, Uncle. Until such a time as you become Lord Satanachia. Your position is always at my side unless otherwise dismissed.'' Raziel quickly fell into step with Lord Rizevan, as they left.
Razikel wet his lips.
A new Clan Trait had just been born. He would need to arrange a match for Raziel quickly.
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Euclid Lucifuge, Raziel Satanachia, Zaziel Sargatanas, Urthemis Algaliarept, Duma Fleurety, Roygun Belphegor, and Andor Nebiros were the First Seven members of the Knights. He delayed a little bit to fuck Roygun after giving her the proof and price of membership. Every Knight was branded, but it wasn't as a way to mark them or identify them. Each Mark visually was only different based on the Roman numeral used, but each one was warded to Hell and back. It contained a minuscule amount of his powers, giving each bearer a new Clan Trait to call upon and pass down the generations.
Euclid was given the Trait Fools Arcana. Mostly because Rizevan preferred to have well-rounded Knights. Euclid would be a fantastic magician someday, but Rizevan needed someone who wasn't just a fantastic or brilliant Magician at his right hand. Fools Arcana, much like its namesake, was the magic equivalent of the Sacred Gear Canceller Rizevan and his father possessed. In a specific area all magic was nullified, but with training and experience Euclid would be able to selectively target certain people or groups, nullify specific spells or abilities, and expand the range significantly. Eventually Euclid's magic wouldn't be affected either, but until then Rizevan intended to have Euclid trained to overcome the weaknesses of the Trait.
Even so, Rizevan was walking with Grayfia. He was leading her to the summit of the mountain.
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''War is coming Grayfia.'' Grayfia watched Lord Rizevan as he stood at the edge of the Mountain's summit. ''War is coming to Usher in the next age. And I intend to be on the right side of it. The Era of the Satan Clan's ruling is coming to its end. I for one refuse to go to war with the Fallen Angels and Angels, because what exactly would be the point?'' He spread his arms wide and free his head back just enjoying the breeze.
''I have foreseen much…'' He continued. ''A war that will wipe out more than half the 72 Pillars, and send Beelzebub and Asmodeus into exile, and could send Lucifer and Leviathan too if I don't act. If we don't act.'' He said as he approached her advantage held her head in his hands as her mind was given two different possible futures.
As the visions left her, Grayfia looked at her Lord, and began to remove her clothes.
''No.'' She froze.
''My Lord?'' She asked.
''I want you, Grayfia. But not because of Destiny. I want you because I want someone who in every way that matters is my equal, someone unafraid to tell me no when I need to hear it. There will come a day when you give yourself to me, but when that day comes I want it to be because you love me. I'll wait for that day, even if it never comes, until then, any needs I have can and will have to be sated by other women who will never compare to you.'' Grayfia's world view changed at that moment.
She knew and understood her duty, as a woman and as a Lucifuge. But Lo-, but Rizevan's words and the visions he'd shared changed the entire scenario.
She felt…. It wasn't love, but it was something, and it wasn't bad. Suddenly, she felt…awakened.
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He was not a good person.
Rizevan knew this. But he knew that he couldn't force love. As the most powerful emotion it was also the most dangerous.
And the most fickle.
But his gifts weren't limited to crafting, he had other gifts. Amongst them - and after visiting a certain world some months ago that he'd never admit to visiting in polite company - he'd acquired and tweaked the formula of a certain aphrodisiac.
The long and short of it was Grayfia would eventually be his in mind and body, and she wouldn't be the only one. But the more she was exposed to his presence the quicker she would want him. Still, while she might let him fuck her, it wouldn't make her love him. That's one thing you didn't fuck with magically. He'd need to establish that through effort and hard work. The aphrodisiac just made things a little bit easier.
Or harder he supposed. It depends on Grayfia and how she was affected in the end.
But Rizevan was patient, and he was quite satisfied with the bodies of Katerea and Roygun as things stood, so until Grayfia was his, he'd fully enjoy the bodies of the Leviathan and Belphegor heiresses.
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(Author's Note:)
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I'll say this much, Rizevan is a little different as Artificers go. Less technological and more magical, but having said that more magical technology than magical power. So figuring out how to modify an aphrodisiac to be effective against someone like Grayfia while also heightening her perceptions, sensory stimulation, and emotions around Razevan and creating a certain reaction or two from Razevan's presence and touch is well beneath his true abilities.
Another difference is the ultimate shift in abilities from weapons made. The original Artificer, Osric Stark had a host of abilities removed from the weapons and armor he'd make because they were either irrelevant or served no real purpose in that setting. Not so in this case.
Rizevan will eventually be relegated to the role of a non-main protagonist, but he'll still be a protagonist. Next chapter small citrus, probably in the opening, we'll see if that rings true yet. We'll skip a couple of weeks in-verse, but other than that not much to say yet.
Oh before I forget, considering this is DxD be warned, there isn't much that's off-limits, well except for the obvious stuff, but Rizevan once again is not a good person. He's a Devil, with a very much 'if you don't like me, then good, now suck it up and fuck off' personality.
Anyways, I will see you guys next chapter.
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