Highschool DxD : Actually Satan

As stated before the uploading speed will be slowed down till 18 may.

I was able to upload daily due to existing binus chapter stash now we are back to live writing.

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Leo placed his hand on the pile of flesh.

Silent, without a single chant or movement of magic circles.

Information Parasite spread into the remains beneath him.

Slwoly he rewrote reality taking more time and carefully analysing the process and commiting it to memory.

The mass of flesh and bones began to unravel, breaking down to its very core.

Strands of muscle, bone, and tissue twisted and turned.

They floated in the air around his hand, circling like waiting for his command.

Under his control, they pieced themselves back together, carefully, perfectly.

Bit by bit, they formed the shape of a woman, her features growing clearer with each passing second.

Her skin was smooth, without blemish or scar.

Her hair flowed down like rivers of midnight, framing a face that could have been carved from perfection itself.

Slowly, she became whole.

Leo continued, his eyes calm, as he erased every trace of damage her body had suffered since the day she fell from Heaven alongside Lucifer.

The marks of time and torment — all were rewritten as though they had never existed.

She opened her eyes.

But they were empty — no emotion, no light, just dull clarity as they stared ahead.

Leo had already implanted a sense of understanding into her, letting her grasp the situation without needing an explanation.

The woman tried to stand, but her legs trembled under her.

Her movements were shaky, unstable.

Her body was flawless, yes, but too perfect — there was no memory left in her muscles, no instinct in her limbs.

Leo clicked his tongue, realizing his mistake.

With a small adjustment of, he rewrote the problem, restoring her motor functions and muscle memory in an instant.

This time, she rose without effort.

She didn't speak right away.

Wordlessly, she stepped toward Leo, her expression still blank.

Then, she reached out and wrapped her arms around him in a quiet, simple hug.

"Thank you," she said softly, her voice hollow and lifeless — yet behind those empty words, there was the faintest shadow of emotion.

"For what...?" Leo asked, his voice flat but with a hint of genuine curiosity.

"For letting Runeas have this chance," she replied quietly.

Her gaze remained distant, yet her words carried a strange sincerity.

"I may not have any will left to live as you know... but if I can spend even a few years with her, giving her all the love I couldn't before... I am grateful to you for this."

Without waiting for a response, she turned away from him and began to walk, her steps now steady.

She raised her hand slightly, calling forth magic almost instinctively — but as she did, she poured far too much power into the spell.

A massive magic circle erupted beneath her, spanning nearly half of Lucifaad.

It was ominously designed and looked more like a magic circle from witchcraft.

A ripple of panic spread among the devils in the city as they saw the massive display of magic.

Leo's eyes narrowed, not out of worry but fascination.

He immediately noticed — this wasn't devil magic, nor human.

It was an entirely different branch of magic altogether.

Interesting, he thought, his mind already working at insane speeds.

Even from just this one teleportation spell, he had already absorbed about 0.1% of the magic system's structure.

That alone was enough.

He could build the remaining 99.9% himself, or better yet, craft an algorithm to do it for him.

Efficiency was always his strength.

The enormous circle beneath her destabilized and broke apart into fading fragments of light, only for another to form perfectly beneath her feet, this time more controlled.

She turned her head toward him, her face calm, and her voice steady.

"I wish," she said softly like a lament, "you would've come sooner... to replace Lucifer."

Ddraig looked at Leo, then at the place where Lilith had just left, then back at Leo — not once, not twice, but three times, his expression increasingly puzzled.

"You just let her go...?" Ddraig finally asked, almost disbelieving.

"Yeah," Leo replied, completely natural, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Ddraig frowned. "But... didn't you have plans for her or something? Some scheme or use?"

Leo sighed lightly, like he was explaining something to a child. "You really don't get it, do you, Ddraig?"

"What? What do you mean?"

Leo tilted his head a little, almost teasing. "What do you think makes the best advertiser?"

Ddraig blinked. "Uh... I don't know…?"

"Are you sure?" Leo pressed.

Ddraig scratched his head with his hand. "Yeah, pretty sure, I have no clue how advertising works."

"Let me rephrase it then," Leo said, slipping his hands into his pockets.

"What's the best way to spread the name of your might?"

"Uh, by fighting?" Ddraig guessed, looking hopeful.

Leo clicked his tongue. "No, you numbskull. By leaving survivors."

Ddraig tilted his head, confused.

Leo's eyes sharpened slightly, his voice turning just a bit colder — but still playful. "The more people traumatised by your power, the more your name spreads.....Same principle in advertising — the more people willingly talk about you, the better....Fear or awe, it doesn't matter. As long as they remember."

Ddraig stared at him, then slowly nodded as it started to click.

"I gave Lilith the information that I'm not the same as Lucifer," Leo continued.

"And she experienced my 'magnanimous kindness' firsthand. She'll never forget it....So who do you think is the best influence on Runeas, who still hates my guts?"

Ddraig's eyes widened in realization. "Her being under Lilith's natural influence…!"

"Exactly," Leo grinned. "It's pretty basic stuff, you know?"

Right as Lilith disappeared, another presence filled the space — smooth, powerful, commanding.

Tiamat appeared exactly where Lilith had just been, arms crossed, her sharp eyes narrowing at Leo.

"Pulling the mother card, really...?" she said, her voice laced with mild irritation.

"I just got her to stop thinking about you."

Leo raised an eyebrow, amused. "Oh? And what exactly did you do?"

Tiamat huffed, a little annoyed but not truly angry. "Well, we decided to meet one of her descendants....But it wasn't that easy, you know....I had to spend almost an hour convincing her I wasn't a threat."

She flicked her hair back over her shoulder and smirked slightly. "She only agreed after I pulled the 'I'm stronger than him' card."

Leo chuckled softly. "Oh? And was it worth it?"

"Surprisingly, yes," Tiamat replied, her tone growing a bit more thoughtful.

"The girl was pretty interesting… She also had a condition similar to Runeas — what you called the 'power of luck.' Runeas even mentioned it might become even stronger in the future, since Rias has two devil lineages perfectly working together...Which, according to her, is very uncommon."

Leo's eyes glinted with curiosity at the information, but he kept his usual nonchalant face.

"Interesting indeed…" he said in the mlst unconvincing way.

"So, should we head back?" Leo asked casually.

"No…" Tiamat's voice dropped, her eyes gleaming with thinly veiled hunger.

"I want to redeem my victory right now."

Her eyes glowed faintly, glowing like coal waiting to ignite.

She would not rest as the defeated — pride wouldn't allow it.

Who cared if she had to twist the circumstances in her favour?

Victory was victory.

"Right now…?" Leo repeated, a bit awkwardly, as he caught the glint in her eyes.

Her expression closely resembled that of a prey inviting the predator, except there was nothing passive about it.

My mind tells me I might regret this later, Leo thought, but my dick is clearly not on the same page.

Thankfully, salvation came — or at least a distraction.

Ddraig finally cracked, visibly uncomfortable as the tension spiraled into something far beyond his comfort zone.

"Should I just… leave now?" Ddraig asked, grimacing like a kid caught between two arguing parents who suddenly started flirting.

Leo turned to him without missing a beat.

"Actually," he said, voice smooth, "there's a human I've been keeping an eye on. Ronan's already observing him from afar — the guy's currently handling a few stray devils."

Leo's eyes glinted.

"Why don't you go and make a cool introduction? Show off a little, aura farm for the both of us....It's pretty much mandatory for you to be introduced as my contracted one anyway."

As finished he sent the information to Ddraig's mind.

After Dragon left Leo turned to Tiamat, a slight squint in his eyes.

"I might have to ask… what exactly does this arrangement entail in your mind?"

Tiamat's answer came without hesitation,.

"Exactly what it sounds like — give up all control."

Leo blinked, deadpan. "I don't think I agreed to that."

"You said you'd be submissive," she shot back, narrowing her eyes with a definite edge.

"No," Leo frowned

Am I being gaslit right now?

Her expression shifted instantly — eyes glistening as if on command, lips quivering into a pout, and then — as if twisting the dagger — she raised her voice, almost like a child about to cry in public.

"Last time, you had an unfair advantage! And you promised!"

Leo folded instantly, sighing in defeat. "...Okay, I agree. So where?"

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But it seemed that luck — or perhaps misfortune — was playing both sides with Leo, because at that exact moment, as he watched Tiamat muttering under her breath about ropes and all sorts of questionable implements, he found himself scaroused.

An utterly cursed combination of scared and aroused, leaving him frozen between running away or leaning in closer.

Right when the situation was heading toward chaos, his chat group pinged —

A message.

The group had been dead silent for nearly a week now.

Fury had claimed he was "occupied with matters of anger management," whatever that meant, and Aizen cryptically said he was "orchestrating world's destiny" — both clearly busy with their own agendas.

Leo himself had been far from idle: doing it with Tiamat, spending wholesome hours with the ever-adorable Elum, and making Ronan stronger.

Now, the silence was broken by none other than Hope — the Tribrid.

[The Tribrid: Guys, I don't think it's normal for a world to reset, right...?]

Leo's eyebrow twitched.

Tiamat paused her mumbled scheming, tilting her head curiously at the message.

Even in his scaroused state, Leo felt a cold chill down his spine.

"...What the hell is going on now?" Leo muttered, already feeling the oncoming headache.

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