(1st POV)
"Infinite Void."
With that command, reality warped around me, and the world changed.
As soon as I invoked the domain, it manifested as an endless void, resembling outer space.
A massive black hole churned at the center, surrounded by distant galaxies and countless white specks scattered like broken glass in the dark.
I held Yana close to me so I could protect her from the domain's sure hit effect. She was unconscious, and that was probably for the best.
I didn't want her to be a witness to the murder I was about to commit.
My eyes remained fixed on my target, the woman who made me do all this.
The one who had pushed me this far.
Her.
The fallen angel who killed an innocent woman and almost ended our lives too. Now, she was trapped in my domain and was at my mercy.
"W-what is this? I can see and feel everything, but—" She choked on her words, her voice trembling. The Infinite Void was already working its magic.
"Such irony, huh?" I muttered. "Being given infinite knowledge and information and still being unable to do anything with it."
But this wasn't enough. Not yet.
"Every action you've taken, every scream, every innocent life you've taken, every moment of pain in your worthless existence, it's all playing on a loop now."
Her eyes widened in horror.
"And this is just the beginning."
It was true I wanted to do more, but I didn't plan on killing her right away. Not until I got what I needed.
And what did I want?
Her memories.
I was new here so I wanted to understand more about this world, supernatural hierarchies, Grigori, and everything that mattered.
If possible, I also wanted to know more about that SOS spell she invoked. I needed to figure out how to stop it from activating.
With that, I shifted my focus back to her, and I noticed the state she was in, it was as if she'd mentally turned into a vegetable.
The information flooding her senses must have been too much, even for a supernatural being.
She couldn't handle it.
I had to say, Infinite Void exceeded all my expectations. If it could bring down an eight-winged angel like her, then what about someone like Azazel?
Yes, she was an eight-winged fallen angel. Why was someone like her after normies like us? I had absolutely no fucking idea.
But honestly, I had to say it: Gojo was strong. Like… really strong for a Tier 1 character.
As long as I played my cards right, I wouldn't have to worry about most things in this world at all.
Satisfied with my new power, I cancelled the domain, and I was back in my house again.
But the moment the domain collapsed…
THUD
…that nameless bitch hit the ground hard, unconscious.
I didn't pay attention to her. Instead, I gently set Yana down, leaning her against the wall so she could rest comfortably.
I took a good look at her sleeping face, and a warm feeling stirred in my chest. I knew we had just met, but still… I wanted to protect her, and that's what I would do.
I patted her head and brushed some hair from her forehead.
"You're safe now. Just rest."
I turned back to the knocked-out angel, and then I walked toward her still body.
Finally, it was time to end this charade.
I knelt beside her and released Gojo's template. That invincible feeling, that overwhelming perception of Six Eyes, and the comfort of Infinity, all faded in an instant.
Now I was back to being a normal human again.
I needed someone else. Someone with precise, overwhelming mental powers. Someone who could bypass even supernatural mental defenses like hers with ease.
I thought for a moment.
Then I smirked.
Great.
I had just the perfect template in mind.
Charles Xavier.
Or more famously known as Professor X.
I invoked his Tier 1 version, a version that wasn't physically crippled, and suddenly, everything went quiet.
My mind cleared. The background noise of the world, the chaotic emotions, and that subtle tension constantly lingering in the back of my mind, all vanished.
It felt like I had tuned out noise itself.
Without wasting any time, I used telepathy on her. Charles Xavier's abilities made it easy to slip into her mind, her mental walls were practically tissue paper now.
Once I was inside her mind, I started sifting through her memories. Carefully. I filtered out the useless stuff, mainly her personal drama, fragmented thoughts, you know all those unimportant details. My mind wasn't infinite so I focused only on the valuable information.
And I found it.
Her name? It doesn't matter. It wasn't worth remembering her name.
From what I learned, she had a solid reputation in Grigori. She was responsible for taking out harmful sacred gear users, handling traitors, and even loose enemies.
She was one of Azazel's go-to clean-up agents. Honestly, it was a little crazy that I took her down this fast. Guess that's the difference when you use the template of monsters like Gojo Satoru.
Respect.
More importantly, her memories gave me a full overview of how this world worked.
The Three Factions, Angels, Fallen Angels, and Devils, have been in a cold war since the Great War. There's a treaty now, but it's thin and fragile. No one truly trusts each others. It's just enough to keep the nukes off the table.
And the pantheons? Yes, they're all real. Hindu, Greek, Norse, Egyptian, all of them exist in this world. Some are active; others are more detached from the world.
Apparently, the Hindu Pantheon holds the top spot in terms of power. Shiva is no joke, known as the strongest God in the world, besides the Dragon Gods.
And Biblical God? Still the most worshipped deity across the world, even now.
…Even though He's dead.
Yeah. Dead. Killed during the Great War. But that part wasn't in her memory. She didn't know about his passing. Honestly, that shocked me. For someone this high up in Grigori, you'd think she'd be informed.
Guess Azazel keeps his cards really close.
And Kuoh City? Just like the canon, it's been marked as "devil territory." Controlled by two devil heiresses, Rias Gremory and Sona Sitri. Both were heiresses from their respective noble Devil clans.
No sign of Issei or the Red Dragon Emperor yet. This meant the canon hadn't officially started yet.
It could be days away. Maybe less. Maybe more.
That's good to know. It gave me more time…
More time to get stronger.
Now about that spell.
I can't but sigh in frustration.
It really pisses me off.
I was just a normal human a few hours ago. Can the world cut me some slack?
Why was I reacting like this? Well…the SOS spell she triggered wasn't just an alarm. It was a last-resort measure, a failsafe used only by high-ranking members of Grigori. If their life is in danger, they send out a signal, which contains records of their location and a piece of their final memories. It only activates under one condition: death.
And that's exactly how she set it up. There wasn't enough time for anything more complex, so she tied the activation trigger to her death. If I killed her now, it would go off.
Then what? Grigori would trace her last moments, pinpoint the location, and send a team to check it out. Best case? I'd have a few hours. Worst case? I wake up to Azazel himself knocking on my front door.
Could I take him? A hundred percent.
But did I want to risk it right now? Hell no.
I barely understood this world. I didn't even finish catching my breath since getting here. I only get one hour of power a day, and already used up a butned a good chunk of it. Until I strengthened my base, I couldn't afford to draw that kind of attention.
Just as I was wrapped up in my thoughts, ot was at this moment, I felt a weird sensation coursing through my being.
I instinctively knew that something had changed within me.
No, something had snapped.
It wasn't physical. It felt more metaphysical, like a chain wrapped around my very soul had just broken.
I froze.
What was that?
Without thinking, I activated a skill the Goddess had given me. It showed my current status, like a digital HUD or status screen. It wasn't just for looks. It gave me diagnostic-level insight into my soul, body, and abilities.
"Properties," I muttered.
Right then, a translucent red notification blinked in front of me.
•••
ALERT
Conditions for activation of "Blessing of the Great Will" have been met.
Cause: Soul Ownership Compromised
Proceed to reclaim your soul?
[Y/N]
•••
My eyes widened.
This was actually happening again?
The blessing I didn't even know I had from the beginning.
What the hell?
What is this blessing? Who is this Great Will? And why? So many questions clouded my mind, and I had no answers to clear them away.
Did the Goddess know something about this? She seemed powerful enough to reincarnate me here and stop time.
No, that doesn't make sense.
If she knew about this, she wouldn't make a contract. This blessing is asking for my permission to reclaim my soul.
But the contract clearly states it cannot be broken.
Did the Goddess lie to me, or am I seeing things?
I press my temples with my right hand and close my eyes.
This situation got even weirder.
Wait, does Properties tell me about that blessing?
I didn't waste time.
"Properties"
—-
Name: Aleks Constantine (Rein Leonidas)
Age: 21 (Physically) / 23 (Mentally)
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Condition: Optimal
Attributes:
Body: Level 1
Magic: Level 0
Authority:
-Path of the Human God (+)
Abilities:
-Properties (+)
Unknown:
-Blessing of the Great Will (+)
—-
My eyes narrowed seeing the last part.
Unknown.
So even this skill didn't fully recognize what it was?
I focused on the "+" icon next to the blessing to get more information.
And then the HUD changed and a new window popped up.
—-
Blessing of the Great Will:
Freedom, Humanity's favorite illusion and God's most dangerous truth.
You get that same freedom but on a greater level. As such it grants you the following perks:
➤ Nothing can bind your soul or control you without your consent.
➤ Any power accepted by you becomes your permanent property.
➤ No prison can hold you forever.
—-
I blinked once.
Twice.
This…
This was insane.
No, this was unreal.
I wasn't just getting my soul back. I was keeping the power too? The one the Goddess gave me?
What kind of logic was that? It was common sense to lose the benefits if a contract was broken… but not when it came to this blessing.
Not that I was complaining or anything.
I just stood there stunned, the gravity of it all slowly crashing down on me like a tsunami.
Me. Of all people.
All my life, luck was the one thing I never had. I wasn't born into power or wealth. I wasn't chosen. If anything, I was cursed to always be the guy stuck in the worst possible situations with no way out.
Hell, I was grocery shopping. A normal-ass day in a mid-sized store downtown. Then those masked idiots with guns burst in like a low-budget movie. I was the only customer inside. One of them pointed his weapon at me, to prevent me from calling the cops. They kept shouting threats while the others emptied the registers.
That's when I remembered. That's when it all clicked.
The blessing.
The power that the goddess gave me.
My soul.
I had all of it, and nobody could ever take it away from me.
I couldn't suppress my emotions anymore, so I tilted my head to the sky, my voice hoarse, but rising.
"FUCK YOU, GODDESS! I WAS ALWAYS A STEP AHEAD OF YOU, BITCH!"
It came out raw and unfiltered.
Then it hit me again, that feeling of euphoria.
I started laughing without realizing.
It was quiet at first. A small chuckle under my breath. Then it got louder, until…
"HAhAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
It turned into a full-blown maniacal laughter like I had been holding it in for years.
In this moment, I had won.
And for once…It felt like nobody could take it away from me.
Cough Cough
That was embarrassing. I cleared my throat, trying to forget that I just screamed at the sky like a crazy person.
I willed the blessing to activate, to take my soul back.
And I felt it. That strange sensation. It felt like I was finally me again.
It's hard to explain. But I knew it, I knew my soul was mine now. There was no leash or chains attached to it. No one owned it other than me.
Back then, when the Goddess made me that deal, I had no choice. Death or servitude? Not really a choice. I chose what I had to. I didn't want to die.
But now?
Now it doesn't matter.
I'm free.
The only thing that bothers me now is her. That wretched Goddess.
She will know. The contract's broken. She'll feel it. Someone like her probably sensed it the moment it happened.
She said getting into this world wasn't easy, and that she wouldn't come back anytime soon.
But one day, she will.
And when that day comes?
I'm fucked.
No use panicking again. I've got time. From what I saw, she can't even use her full power here without consequences. That gives me something to work with.
I clenched my fist and looked at Yelena. My stepmother in this life was dead on the floor.
Then I glanced at Yana. Asleep against the wall, breathing steadily.
These two are my only family now.
I was an only child before. I miss my parents, yes but they're gone. That life is behind me now.
This one is mine now. And Yana… she's part of that.
She's got a Sacred Gear, still dormant, but I could feel the magic radiating off her in waves. She's close to awakening. That's probably what triggered all this.
That fallen angel showed up to kill her. She came here with blood in her eyes, and for what?
To stop a girl from unlocking her power? To ruin our lives just because she could?
Grigori sent her. That's all I need to know.
And one day?
I'll erase them from existence.
But not yet. Not until I'm strong enough.
.
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(3rd POV)
(A/N: From now on I will use Aleks as MC's name. Rein is his previous life name.)
Now it was time to finally confront the fallen angel.
Aleks had thought about keeping her alive, maybe even using her as a disposable pawn. Someone who could serve him as a source of inside information.
But that idea didn't last long.
He didn't have the means to permanently ensure her loyalty, not yet. And even if he did, it wasn't worth the risk. Her kind didn't submit. They waited, plotted, and struck when your back was turned.
And her personality? It was utterly trash. If Raynare was worse, she was worst.
Arrogant. Sadistic. Sick to the core. Someone who killed for fun.
Aleks despised people like that, and so he made sure he would erase them if they ever crossed paths with him.
He activated Path of the Human God, and then his eyes changed as if he had seen enough suffering in this world.
He didn't kill her in the house. He wouldn't risk the slightest chance of the spell activating near Yana.
So he took her unconscious body to a place far from Tokyo. Deep in the woods where there were no witnesses. Just silence and the chill of nature.
He laid her down on the cold ground. For a moment, she looked like any other person. Just a woman sleeping in the woods.
But Aleks knew better.
He knelt beside her and placed a hand on her forehead. He altered her memories. Every trace of him, Yana, the house, and the fight, all vanished from her mind.
Even if the SOS spell somehow activated, it would have nothing left to send.
She would die… knowing nothing.
Then Aleks stood back up, only to notice his hands slightly trembling.
This would be the first time.
The first time he would commit a murder.
Not by accident or in self-defense, but with his conscious will and decision.
"I know this is for revenge, and I know she deserves worse." His voice was low, barely a whisper. "But it still affects me. Guess I'm still soft-hearted after all."
He laughed, but it felt more hollow than usual.
"Hope you rot in whatever hell you came from."
He raised his hand and focused his will, Just then, dark, undying flames danced in his palms before reaching the soon-to-be-dead angel.
Her body was consumed in seconds. There was no screaming or any form of resistance.
When it was over, only charred earth remained.
And thus, his first threat in this world, the fallen angel who had almost killed him and his family, died at the hands of the species she hated the most…
Humans.
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