Chapter 1: Nephilim among Devils

No man can run away. Whether be death or fate. It is the matter of choice. Pursue your decision. Pursue happiness.

"What is going on here?" Makoto said with a questioning gaze. The people around him looked at him dumbly.

"You say that Yuki-san...but whatever do you mean? And what was that sacred gear you used?" Rias had asked.

"Not a sacred gear. It is persona. Manifestation given form. It is potential of the human soul." He said casually. She looked at him confused. He pulled out his Evoker again.

"This gun isn't real, yet it acts like a trigger for summoning my very self. Thanatos is me and I am him. Back to the main topic, why was that Fallen Angel attacking you and your group?"

"Just like you stated back, he wanted to start another war but he also told us that the 'he' passed away as well. Xenovia and Irina are from the Church, which the Church had never told it's people that he had passed." A man who looked to be Rias's older brother had voiced out. He was fairly tall and had blood red hair, his aura spoke of destruction. "Greetings, my name is Sirzechs Gremory, but my title is the current Lucifer."

"Hm...you do have the aura of the Lucifer. Xenovia was it? May I see your Durandal? Your emotions are fighting your faith to the Church. I only want to carry it if you will let me." Makoto held his hand out as Xenovia handed him the legendary blade. In a matter of seconds Makoto felt the weight of Durandal seemingly increase. He grasped a persona that was entwined with the effectiveness of Durandal. Roland had answered the call and gave him the strength. He lifted the blade with easy as the sword was singing.

"Xenovia..! Durandal is singing..! B-but I thought- are you a holy sword wielder too?!" Irina had spoken in a curious tone. Xenovia looked at Durandal then at Makoto.

"...Will you teach me?" "I am not a holy sword wielder. The persona I'm using is Roland. The best Durandal wielder that ever held this sword. Xenovia, I would love to teach you, however...have you lost faith? Even when knowing that Father isn't around anymore? While Micheal is doing his best to lead heaven?"

Xenovia held her head down. "I..." "It's alright to lose faith Xenovia, you are still human. You have choices. If I were to say that that I am the Second Messiah yet I am also Thanatos, would you follow me? Or not?" She looked towards him as symbols of a Cross and Casket formed on each side of Makoto. His hair was white on one side while the other was black as night.

The current Lucifer looked into Makoto's eyes to see if he was lying...but he wasn't. He was holy and unholy at the same time.
"What a strange man you are being of Thanatos and 'wielder of the Cross'.

Xenovia seemed lost. She wanted to be comforted yet she didn't know who to turn to. The Church would abandon her for knowing of God's death. They'll cast her out for sure.

She took his hand as he pulled giving her a caring hug. He smelled of lilacs and roses. "Put your faith on me. Your dreams are my dreams as well." Her demeanor changed in a few seconds from shock into of sadness, pain and finally relief. She wailed on his shoulder...and she slept.

"Are...you really the new Messiah or are you truly Thanatos?" Asia Argento had asked. "I am both." Asia then went into a praying position before a sharp pain went through her head.
"Ow...I forgot I can't pray to him or my head starts to hurt." "If it makes it any better, I would've given you permission to pray." She smiled at him. "But you do know you can pray to Thanatos. He is the one who guides people to the afterlife you know. He doesn't judge, he merely accepts." She seemed to have a pink innocent aura around her as sparkles then flew off from her.

"Thank you Death-dono...Ah- pardon but you are also Messiah-dono as well mouuuu this is confusing!" His hand glowed a bit showing a significance of welcoming. "Don't worry about it. And please don't call me Death-dono or Messiah-dono. Call me Yuki-san or Makoto-san if you will?" "Hai!"

Sirzechs looked at Makoto and coughed signifying he wanted to talk to him and it is rather urgent. "Will you accompany me? I have some questions that I'm rather dying to ask." Makoto slowly grabbed Xenovia off of him and gently puts her on the ground. "Asia was it? Can you watch Xenovia for me? I think the fight with Kokabiel was rather tiring for her." "Sure Makoto-san!"

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"Death and Messiah shouldn't be alive and correspond so easily with only one body. One of holiness and hope, one of death and despair. Yet why are you standing here and now?" The current Lucifer said with much anticipation. "Death has done many wrong deeds you know. And the Messiah had a lot of complexes!" "...So what? I may have them in my soul and body, yet I have a choice. I am...a special case."

"Then what about Durandal and the church and heaven's forces? Surely, Micheal will come down to drag you all the way to Heaven and lead them!" "I'd rather not be forced into the position. I shall stay neutral." "It will not last! Even I- the current Lucifer- is scared of a wildcard appearing out of nowhere with so little information."

"...I have a question for you Lucifer. Is She here?" "Who is this she you are talking about? If you are talking about your mothe- oh for fuck sakes! Oh...Nyx is going to castrate me!" Sirzechs was on the ground comically wailing. "Well this is going to suck for me..."

To be continued!
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