DxD: As a Gamer In Titties World [ Chapter 155: Bad Memories! ] (Patreon)

Watching him raise his hand and stopping a volley of lances in the air and redirecting them back at the Fallen and Angels. Causing thousands to perish under their own attack. The slight movements of his body all had a purpose. 

No wasted movements in the battle as he skillfully weaved through attacks and blocked the few that would hit him. Using his body and magic power only, as if he didn't see this as worthy of bringing out a weapon.

Looking toward the passed-out woman and sword floating near her. I saw that both the weapon and woman were enveloped in his energy as if protecting them. Again this shows the difference between him and everyone else. As he was splitting his power in protecting others, while also overwhelming the army.

"You won't win. Daddy will stop you." Eri said, causing me to turn toward her. Seeing the calm in her eyes as she looked at the battlefield. She currently was in her child form since I saw no reason to expend any magic to age her up. 

Like she was in the RWBY world. She has no fighting experience, so it would provide no benefit. Plus, Father's guard would most likely drop more when she is a child. Allowing me an advantage. Even though I doubt anything like that will succeed again.

"Oh, you regained your mind. Did you rewind yourself before my influence?" I asked, undisturbed at her freedom.

"Midnight saved me. Using our link he absorbed some of your energy allowing me some control. He is a good wolf."

"Your pet, the familiar father, got you. Interesting maybe I should have turned them, would have been interesting seeing them writhe around in pain and what kinds of creatures they would have become." I said, trying to taunt Eri as she wrapped her arms around her knees and held them to herself.

"We wouldn't have been able to stop you if you had decided to." Eri said watching as many devils exploded in the sky as their limbs were separated from their bodies with an unforeseen force.

"You are acting strange for a child. Even by my standards. None of this scares you. Doesn't want to make you cry."

Eri turned toward me, her eyes showing a maturity in them for her young age.

"After what you did to me... I believe this is pale in comparison. Plus, with what Overhaul did by reconfiguring my body whenever my quirk activated. I'm... kind of used to seeing death and pain." Eri said, frowning as she relived her memories. "Our daddy wasn't that great in hiding his dark side to me either."

"Why do you call him 'daddy' anyways? He was just some boy who saved you and decided on a whim to adopt. The person in front of us is not him anymore. That is my father. The one that could cause the multiverse to shake by the mere mention of his name. The only thing stopping it was his mind manipulation that caused those to forget him." I said, annoyed that this girl thought that she could be my sister.

"He was the first after my grandfather to care for me. Saw me as something more than a freak... a monster. I called him father originally because since he adopted me I felt obligated. Scared that if I didn't he would get... angry and get rid of me. I felt safe with him, so I didn't wish for this to happen. Eventually, I came to learn that Mavros, or Daddy, did truly care for me. As he was quick to form bonds with people he felt like he needed to help. Like a hero. My hero. So, I call him Daddy because I trust him. I know that he will save us and stop you. You will see that in the end he even loves you."

Clenching my fist at her words, I glared down into her eyes as she smiled at me.

"You know nothing little brat. He didn't care one inkling about me. My father and yours are different people. Mine saw me as an experiment, something to ease his boredom. Yours was quick to form bonds with even his enemies. So, don't call him 'ours' as if we are sisters. I'll never claim you as my kin."

Blinking slowly I saw her eyes being filled with tears as she turned away from me putting her head into her knees.

How could she not hate me? Why does she not want me dead? I tortured her and her friends... family. I pushed Mavros into speeding up his assimilation, giving him no chance to win over my father. I ruined her life. Why does she care that I claim her as my sister, my kin?

A roar caused me to turn back to the battlefield. Ophis in her dragon form as she bit father. Her teeth went into his arm causing him to go still for a moment as he slowly rubbed her maw with his other hand as if soothing her. She violently shook around as if she was trying to tear his arm off, but not even causing him to budge. 

He didn't even budge as everyone else he cared for had attacked him. Ravel bathed him in the flames of the phoenix. Yang punched his ribcage. Ruby had impaled her scythe in his stomach. Blake had wrapped the cord of her weapon around his neck. 

Raven had impaled him with her katana into his heart. Asia was the only one not attacking him directly but healing anyone she could if they were harmed. She barely did anything since all his attacks would instantly kill any that attacked him.

His face was showing now as half his mask was missing as if it was erased. I could still see bits of Destruction magic still slowly corroding it. In the final attack, Sirzechs was able to land before I sent Mavros's family into the fight.