It was Sunday morning, the birds were chirping energetically outside as the sun bathed everything under its light...
The day had finally come
Grayfia was in the Great Hall preparing for it, while waiting for the other temporary servants that were hired. Emphasis on 'temporary'.
The Lord of the mansion, on the other hand, was busy strolling around the far left of the mansion. He wasn't particularly excited for the party
Now don't get him wrong!
He was indeed excited to meet the other characters, and to celebrate another birthday in this world with Grayfia.
The day and the occasion itself meant nothing special to him....at least before coming here
Back in his previous life, this day was as ordinary as any other day.....
Speaking of his previous life, what would he have been likely doing this day back there, if he had never gotten hit by that truck?
At home lazing around maybe?
Perhaps playing some video games?
Doing some other work?
Loitering around in the streets or some park?
Or just doing something else entirely?
.....Whatever it was that he would have been doing...there would have been one thing that would be common in all of those scenarios.....
....He would have been all alone...
This day meant nothing to him, he had no one to celebrate it with..
...He didn't let anyone celebrate it....
It was his fault to be honest, he wasn't willing to get close to anyone, those who were willing he pushed away....He was afraid of attachment....afraid of loosing someone else again...
...but no more
He had someone now....someone precious to him, and there may be more in the future.... He wasn't going to be alone any more
Flashes of his parents crossed his mind making him clench his fists, "Never again.....I will never let anyone get stolen from me again.."
That was the last....
....and final time
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An adorable young boy with beautiful silky black hair, was leaning against a wall in a huge empty room. In the centre was a beautiful silver-haired maid that was busy drawing some complicated runes on the floor in a circular pattern.
Finished inscribing the last rune, she stood up and stepped back to look at her work.
She glanced at the sheet in her hands, and once again looked at the runes before nodding to herself in satisfaction.
"Young master everything is ready," The maid said calmly as she turned to face him, before hesitating and saying in a tone full of worry and uneasiness, "....Young master, are you sure about this? It is absolutely fine if you do not want to do this. Even though I say I want you to be strong and honour the Barbatos clan, your well-being and safety is, and always will be my top priority."
Rituals were always dangerous and most of them had many nasty side effects. An old ritual like this, that was never heard off and apparently had 'no side effects' seemed very suspicious. They couldn't even test it on anyone, as in theory, it only worked on the direct descendants of the Barbatos clan.
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Diablo in Highschool DxD
FanfictionA sociopathic loner who had lost everything in his life, gained another chance at life. He would not let this new start go to waste...He would not let anything get stripped from his again, he would gain power......power to eradicate all who stood in...
