DxD: A World Where T*tties Defy Gravity [ Chapter 21: How Did You Became a Nephalem?! ] (Patreon)

"Oh, I wouldn't." Rex replied.

"Is this girl a Devil, Rex?" Sirzechs asked, slightly excitedly. "What's she like?"

"Well, she-" Rex began, but at that exact moment, the door to his house opened, and Palutena stood in the doorway. She seemed to be in the process of magically changing her clothes back to her signature white dress. Rex noticed that she seemed to be changing it from a red crop top and jeans.

"Oh." She said, noticing the scene before her. "Am I... interrupting anything?"

"Not at all, Palutena." Rex replied. "In fact, you're right on cue. Where's Asia?"

"Oh, I just teleported her back to your room." Palutena replied. "So she could try on some of the clothes we brought."

"Fair enough." Rex replied, as his green-haired wife walked into the room, and sat down beside him, resting her head on his shoulders. Rex then looked up at Sirzechs and Grayfia.

"Well, you asked. And here she is, my wife. Only known Christian-Greco Deity to date, daughter of Hera, present Queen of Olympus and Greek Goddess of Marriage, and the Biblical God, Yahweh: Palutena."

Palutena (who had to suppress a snigger at the looks on Sirzechs' and Grayfia's faces, which were those of shock) gave a calm, kindly smile to Rex' parents, and her parents-in-law.

Grayfia recovered first, and spoke to one of the few female beings she knew of who she, the sole daughter of Lucifer and Lilith, was guaranteed to lose against if she were to fight them, one on one.

"I-I see." She took a breath, as Palutena looked calmly at her and Sirzechs. "Palutena, I hope my son hasn't caused you any trouble."

"Oh, Rex hasn't caused me any trouble at all, Grayfia Lucifuge." Palutena replied, with her smile taking on a more humorous tint. "I must say, it's rather ironic for the daughter of the Biblical God himsel, and the grandson of the old Lucifer, who is also the son of the new Lucifer, to get married, isn't it?"

"Y-yes, it is." Sirzechs replied. "Well, I don't think I have any more questions for you, Rex."

"Good to know." Rex replied, calmly.

"But I'm quite sure that your grandparents will." Sirzechs replied, leaning forward, a slight smile on his face. "Hopefully, you can come with us back to the Gremory Manor, and talk things out with your grandparents. Maybe, you can even re-take your place as the true Gremory Heir, as you never truly surrendered the title to Rias."

"Oh, but I do." Rex replied. "One. I don't care who takes the title of Gremory Heir, but I don't want it to be me. Two. Didn't you hear that I hate the idea of being the Heir to the Gremory Clan, due to how Zeoticus and Venelana chose to raise me? And, finally, three. Be realistic, Dad. Who do you think Zeoticus and Venelana would accept as their Heir? Their daughter, my aunt, who loves the idea of being the Gremory Heir, and is perfectly content with keeping that title? Or their grandson, who loathes the idea of being the Gremory Heir, and..."

Rex then stood up, and spread his ten pure-white Devil wings, making Sirzechs and Grayfia gasp, in unison.

"...Who just so happens to be a Nephalem?"

Palutena couldn't take it. She burst out laughing at the looks on Sirzechs and Grayfia's faces, which were even more shocking than when Rex had revealed the identity of his wife.

"I-" Sirzechs tried to speak, but seemed to have forgotten how to. "Rex, how- why-"

Rex swore that he could see smoke rising from Sirzechs' head, as his brain began to short-circuit. Grayfia was having an easier time of processing the fact that Rex was the first Nephalem, the species that had perfect control over both demonic and angelic powers, along with the potential to become more powerful than either species, and possibly to power levels attained by Gods, or God-Class beings.

And given that Rex possessed TEN wings, the same number of wings as Grayfia herself, it definitely seemed that he'd hit such a level.

"You're not upset, are you?" Rex asked.

"Oh, no!" Grayfia replied, standing up, walking over to Rex, and enveloping him in a caring hug. "It's just... it's a lot to take in. That your firstborn son, who you've been looking for, for over two hundred years, is so different from when you last saw him." She looked longingly into Rex' face, which looked like a perfect, yet male, carbon copy of her own. "Just... how did you become a Nephalem?"

"I'd like to know that myself." Sirzechs, who seemed to have also recovered, replied, as his eyes shifted from his wife and son, to Palutena. "Though I think I have a feeling that I know who is responsible for this."

Palutena calmly shrugged.

"Guilty as charged, Sirzechs." She remarked. "Yes, I was the one to turn my husband into a Nephalem. Though it was a bit different from what I originally wanted to turn him into."

"So, you're saying that you wanted to turn my son into an Angel?" Grayfia asked, her voice neutral, but killing intent slowly seeping from her.

"Originally, yes." Palutena replied. "However, it was only the second time I had tried to use the power I'd inherited from my Father, and Create a being, and the first time that I'd tried it on an already-living being. And, as you can see, the Creation went slightly awry, and I ended up with a Nephalem for a then-boyfriend instead of an Angel."

"Mom, Dad." Rex cut in, before Sirzechs and Grayfia could speak. "I know what you're thinking. I was angry with Palutena for doing something like trying to change the species I belonged to without my consent at first, but I know that it came from good intentions, and it also fit in with my want to become stronger, and not be seen as just the son of the Crimson Satan and the Strongest Queen. After I realised that, I forgave Palutena, and even if I have to meditate every once in a while, I'm happier than I was before with who I am now."