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A.N. Sorry for the long wait. Projects to finish took a lot of energy. Fortunately, my exams are spread out. I will try to get back into the swing of things going forwards, but no promises. "Okay," Philip clapped his hands as he stepped from the teleportation circle, calling Rias and her...

Asia forced herself to remain still as Philip stepped out of the cabin, Rias following him, the day after the meeting with Rizer, after a long hike up a mountain to a remote training camp owned by the House Gremory. "Okay, so, we have a basic training plan," The magician announced to the...

The atmosphere in the room notably dimmed, as a frown formed on Rias' face, almost a look of disquiet disgust. Akeno wore a stony mask, while the other members of Rias' Peerage wore a mix of confusion and nervousness. Aya briefly wondered as she sat with Philip on one of the couches, if Rias...

I mean, the Brotherhood of Nod is named after... yeah. Plus they are putting a station inside the atmosphere of Jupiter. They are a different type of loonies. Partly because they need and have better survival instincts.

A week after the brief expedition, Rias, with a slight tremor of hesitation, led Philip out of the classroom of the Occult Research Club's clubhouse. He felt Aya nearby, leaving Issei, Asia, and Saji behind as they continued to practice with magic. Philip could feel Asia and Saji's confusion...

A.N. This chapter was easier to write, once I got around to it. Had a little bit of issue figuring out how to start it, though. For those unaware, the Galileo probe is this one. "Moreal," Philip greeted as he stuck his head into the offices of the alchemy department. "How were things while I...

Okay. So... this one fought me. Hard enough that it delayed other stories. You can probably guess which scene in particular I had trouble with. "Why did you agree?" Lacresha asked as they both got into the car. "You normally prefer to stay free of any group politics." "Because I'm not going to...

Exams are done, so I had time to write and edit some chapters. Merry Christmas, happy holidays. Enjoy the chapter! Philip woke to a weight pressing down on his chest. He remembered Azazel, under Serafall's watchful eye, running additional tests. Tests that seemed to drag on and on. One after...

A.N. Man, this one fought me. It can be hard, to get certain character's just right, especially ones like Asia. Kuroka, despite having written her already for a bit, actually gave me the most problems. Philip woke with a start, cold claws of terror gripping his chest. He lay in bed as minutes...

Well, he has a spell, shown earlier in the story, that directs a spell and forces it to be cast, to target only him. Given his curse, you can probably guess the results. So he'd just use that against them.

"Hey, love, can I talk to you for a minute?" Rob asked, stepping into the lab. "There's something I want to talk to you about." Moreal winced. Likely about her pushing him into the potion-portal the other day. "Can it wait two minutes while I finish this?" She asked, carefully measuring out...

The first warning Freed Sellzen received that something was wrong was when a breeze was blown through the very much closed door, or rather the illusion of it being closed. He had only a moment to tense as the white-haired rogue exorcist realised the danger, before a pew came hurtling out of the...

The fake date happened, here she was checking if his Sacred Gear was active and worth stealing, as well as getting him away from anywhere someone might notice her, to both decrease the chance of being spotted when she killed him, and to not have to bother with wiping even more people's minds...

Moreal blinked as she walked out of the alchemy lab. She glanced between Philip and Aya, who had been waiting for her, their faces set with an uncharacteristic determination. "Yes?" She prompted. "You told an assistant you needed to talk to me?" "My apologies if I am touching on a personal...

In the end, what they ended up doing was attending one of Bastet's concerts, as they had agreed to. Part of Philip felt guilty about what Bastet did when he told her. But he wouldn't say anything since it made Aya happy. "So, you and Bastet are collaborating on your show?" She grinned. Next to...

Do keep in mind, DxD is hardly out of line, based on Mythology. Glad you like it though! Remember, Philip can notice when the emotions are not his. He's recording every time it feels like something that isn't his, though there has been at least one moment where it technically was his own...

The three of them filtered into the Kato residence living room that evening. Philip sank into a chair, while Aya and Kuroka took the couch. His right foot kept bouncing on the floor, and he fought the urge to twiddle his thumbs. With time having permitted him to take the moments he needed to...

"You wanted to speak to me?" Philip asked as he stuck his head into the archmage's office. "Ah, Philip, yes," Cain glanced up from the laptop, sitting anachronistically amongst ancient tomes and magic totems. "Doing better, I hope?" "Kinda," Philip shrugged, sitting across in the seat across...

Aya's mother wasn't able to help. She was able to identify the cause of his erratic emotional state, a ki imbalance, but this just raised more questions. A ki imbalance like this, according to Minori, would have required a much more complex ki network than the stunted one Philip had. It left...

Philip glanced at Aya as he built up the teleportation spell, sensing the illusion spell she cast. "Can't use the binding technique," Aya explained. "So, this is the only other option." "Fair enough," He snorted. In a flash, they traversed the breadth of the Pacific Ocean, appearing once more...