"Mommy has to go now, okay?"
I nod my head.
"Tell me the rule before I go darling."
I look up at my mothers worried face, then smile. "Absolutely never, under any circumstance, leave this tower. And never invited anyone inside!."
She kisses the top of my head, "That's right baby. Goodbye, we will see each other again."
She turn and walks out the tower door, closing it shut. I rush to the window and mumble, "Goodbye, Mother."
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She was the princess in the tower, and how could he resist that?
Waking up in the body of a Romani Archiman is acceptable. Getting 3rd and 1st True Magics is nice. Getting Beasts as pets - delightful. The world of DxD is unforgivable. It's a world where some teenagers who aren't even two decades old somehow mystically defeat the descendants of legendary heroes, ancient demons, powerful dragons, etc. Why does this happen? Simply because! Simply put, this world only makes sense because it doesn't. And now, I have to put up with the fact that I live here. Such pain. (DxDxMulti)