DxD: Reincarnated Trickster in Ecchi World

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The Dragon frowned, but she didn't shrug off the sudden 'attack' from her victorious opponent.

She stood her, studying with secret interest the sudden warmth coming from such contact. His white fur was so soft and-

And her eyelids dropped to half-point, while a traitorous smile twitched by her lips.

Shiro giggled again.

He had made a new friend out of the grumpy but lovely Dragon. What a good day it was!

Here is a free wagon of fluff. Have fun with it!

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I could barely remember what happened before I fell unconscious.

My brain was still hurting for some reasons, and my memories of the recent events were scattered in a confused order.

I could remember a big fight. I could remember losing to said big fight.

And I remember that something strange had happened just as I lost hopes of winning.

…

But right now, while I knew that remembering these circumstances was important, my attention was directed at the confusing setting I just wound up to.

Pure oblivion. I was floating in the middle of pure nothingness.

I glanced around, my eyes going wide open at the lack of noise and sight. Dread entertained my features as I desperately tried to get hold of what was going on.

A blink… then two.

I felt the world around me shifting while the silence was broken by some calm humming.

My entire body went still as I suddenly started to fall. The pace was frighteningly swift, and I gritted my teeth as I tried to reach for something- anything that could've stopped that deadly development.

But I was given nothing… except confusion.

I felt my feet impact first on the 'ground', my eyes closing instinctively as I braced for the arrival, but quickly opening in utter shock as I noticed that something was off.

No pain. My legs felt fine and… I couldn't see any injury on my body at the abrupt relocation.

Instead I could see that the setting had severely changed.

Gone was the shapeless darkness that had surrounded me for Gods know how long, and now I found myself glancing around at the wooden shelves standing tall over the large room.

Hovering candles illuminated the entire place, providing me with the chance of studying more of this bizarre setting.

The few windows I could see from my current position were closed shut, the locks having been applied from within.

Ultimately I concluded that the large room had been divided in an ordered system of aisles, all assigned to host various objects that at first sight didn't look the usual kind of merchandise for a simple shop.

It took me a moment to finally come up with the adequate name for such a composition, having been in a place like this just once. It was an-

"Emporium."

My head snapped at the strangely familiar voice and I found myself locking stare onto the only other individual in this strange place.

Standing behind the simple counter of this activity, a lone man glanced back at me with red eyes.

Inquisitiveness was laced in amusement and calm, quite the odd combination considering the ominous appearance created by his inhuman appearance.

He would've looked like a normal human if not for his white hair making his presence stand out even more from any simple mortals.

Wearing a formal set of clothes that I could remind me of what nineteenth century British gentlemen were known to wear during important sessions of their lives,

both jacket, shirt, and pants looked fairly dusty and the top hat that the man was donning looked as if it had been clawed at by some dangerous monster.

I kept quiet as I tried to understand why I felt like I had met this person before. The man didn't have the patient to indulge my curiosity, merely shaking his head in a condescending manner as he prepared to speak.

"I suppose I should've expected this much silence from you. I can be quite dazzling when I wish to," The individual stated dully. "But please, keep watching. I will never get tired of some prostration if you truly wish to honor my name."

Blinking, I felt my mind finally reacting at the absurdity around me. This 'emporium'-

"I chose this spot because it reminds me so much of something I tried to do back when Big G had yet to declare war on me and my new realm,"

He interrupted my thoughts with his words. "It always enticed my mind to be the shopkeeper, to offer unusual products to my clients and see their reactions. It was mostly fright but it was all in the name of good pranking."

"This is my mind."

He sighed at my curt affirmation.

"Close but… technically incorrect," The stranger replied calmly.

"This is part of your mind. A small section that is relatively close to where your mindscape is located, but still detached from it because of me."

He looked at me with a frown. "By the way, you remember who are you talking to, right? I don't want to deal with any amnesia, short- or long-term it might be."

I blinked at the pressing, but I narrowed my eyes at him as I remembered more about that unpleasant fight with Rizevim.

"You're not Lucifer," I quickly accused and I was regaled with a scandalized look from the dapper Devil.

"What do you mean I'm 'not Lucifer'?" He looked incredibly… aggravated by this.

"Sure, I hated when dad decided that 'Heliel' wouldn't do anymore because I wasn't an Angel to him and the rest of the world, but I took it as a challenge to make it my greatest title!

To show him how easy it was for me to turn a punishment in a glorious reward."

He looked fairly incensed, but he was also distracted by these very memories since he looked ready to go through a massive rant.

And that, I really didn't want to be subjected to. Especially when I was still trying and failing to grasp at the situation at hand.

"I mean, how the hell would you even be here to begin with?"

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