Chapter 7: The thing that surpasses Everything

"Show me the way Little One." Ace said as Little One appeared in front of him and started walking. Ace followed behind.

His weird clothes attract the attention of many who called him, "Rich Kid". His long white hair that reached the ground made any woman jealous.

It was a mystery why his hair grew so long when he came to this world. He had long hair while he was in DxD but it was braided and only reached to his chest.

He kept on walking until he reached a dead end in an alleyway.

"A good guide should greet the customer and not stalk them with familiars. Don't you know that much?" Ace said abruptly as a ghostly figure appeared in front of him.

"I apologize for my behavior but it is a part of me, after all, facing the unknown..." The figure wore black cloaks all over which hid its body. Although the voice was female, it was impossible to tell their gender.

"Okay, then Mr. or Mrs. Fels, would you mind?" Hearing his/her name called out, Fels stiffened before signaling Ace to follow.

They walked around before Fels placed his/her palm on a wall and push a bit of their Mana into it. They then walked through the wall as if had never existed.

"Shabby." Ace commented as he looked at the narrow walls. They came across another wall which Fels again opened.

"This is as far as I go." Fels said before disappearing.

"... You could have at least given me the lantern!" Ace shouted in thin air before walking straight to his destination. The Room of Prayer which is directly below the Adventurers Guild.

"Still praying, Ouranos. You look like you could use some fresh air." Ace said as he appeared in front of an old man in a robe.

"For what reason do you come here?" Ouranos got straight to the point.

"Straight to the point, huh? Has staying here 24/7 and using your divinity to stop the monsters from coming out of the dungeon made you so dull? You didn't even offer drinks." Ace said with a hint of sarcasm.

"..." Ouranos didn't reply to him as Ace sighed, "I want to be the Guild Leader and in exchange, I will make your dream come true."

"And how would you do that?" Ouranos asked the God didn't believe the boy in front of him.

"If you don't believe me then don't believe me but do hear this one story from me." Ace said as the Earth beneath him moved and transformed into a chair.

(A/N: Major Spoilers for those who haven't read Katsumi vs Pickle. You might as well skip the entire chapter. But hey, who cares for spoilers I don't.)

"A man once lived in the Cretaceous period where Monsters roamed the land freely. Hunting those monsters this man would fight, eat, and sleep in an environment similar to that of the deeper floors of this dungeon, the man later while hunting a prey got stuck in a Saline rock formation. The man's body was preserved in salt which was later found by humans in the future. They named him Pickle,

"Due to coming from a primitive era, Pickle who didn't know speech nor moral values and considered everything food including other humans."

"A cannibal?" Ouranos muttered before letting Ace continue.

"He was then set in an arena with his opponent Katsumi Orochi, the user of the Mach fist. A technique created by himself. The technique allowed him to reach speed beyond human limits.

"This did create a problem. Because he was made of normal flesh every full-powered attack would leave him with crushed hands or feet.

"Pickle on the other hand was a Palace of Muscles so strong that even swords wouldn't be able to cut through him.

"These two were now pitted against each other. It was an overwhelming battle, that Katsumi won by using a special attack, an attack where he would surpass the speed of sound and like a whip strike to his opponent.

"There was a price to pay for this attack. The result was obvious, he used his hand like a stick and the flesh ripped off from his bones. His right hand was now no longer but he had won. Pickle was defeated.

"He did it at last. The last man standing, raising his hand was him. The people around cheered at his victory. He felt as if he didn't deserve the support of the crowd. He bowed his head as thanks before looking back at Pickle who was... sleeping,

"He was sleeping on the floor as if he was a child with tears flowing out of his eyes. It was at this moment did Katsumi realized that Pickle wasn't defeated he was just sleeping because he wanted to... take a break.

"Katsumi didn't even try to stop the bleeding from his arms, his feet were also useless due to the heavy injuries given by using his technique. Anyone could see that he was in serious condition.

"Pickle had no reason to fight, his prey was already injured and bleeding out, in the wild, this would cause certain death, so Pickle needed to waste no attack on him and only needed to rest until his prey died or other predator tried to steal his prey.

"Katsumi had once heard from the organizer of the tournament, that Pickle never attacked the weak, he only attacked those who attacked him, he only ate them and nothing else. Being eaten by him was a way Pickle showed that his opponent was worthy of his respect.

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"Katsumi had always wanted to fight the strongest being since the formation of the world and Pickle who had dominated through the age of monsters had termed him as food. Pickle without even talking said that Katsumi was a worthy opponent.

"Katsumi was grateful, it was not a loss because Pickle fulfilled his wish and his efforts were about to be rewarded. Pickle stood up with tears in his eyes as the time of farewell had come."

"..." Ouranos' ever-stoic expression changed.

"The others realized that something was wrong when Pickle walked toward Katsumi while crying. "My life is yours, Pickle, come and take it!" With that Pickle jumped at him and took his broken arm. 'How is it, Pickle? Do I taste good? Are you satisfied?' these were the thoughts of Katsumi.

"Katsumi never had the intention of surviving when he entered the match with the primitive. His only thought as he was going unconscious was that if Pickle was satisfied or not, and his only desire was to be devoured by the beast.

"The match organizer tried to stop him but Katsumi's father Doppo Orochi didn't allow it. He wanted his son to have his wish fulfilled and die a warrior's death.

"But still, the old organizer was going to order Pickle's capture but stopped and not just him everybody stopped and went silent as they saw Pickle on his knees, in front of Katsumi with his hands joined together.

"That day and those actions of Pickle gave us a lesson. Era, Times, Races, Culture, Intellect. There is an action that Human beings use that's beyond such differences.

"When faced with an event that surpasses their knowledge or when they encounter a higher spiritual power, that overflows with love, mercy, and will beyond humanity and closer to the divine. For some reason, humans find themselves bringing their hands together with great respect.

"Pickle prayed before his fallen enemy. Pickle, who lived in the age of the strongest food chain in history with no shortage of food and no shortage of high-class enemies. Fear and hesitation were out of the question for him. When facing a bigger stronger enemy, it was worth high respect.

"And now a different kind of enemy was lying in front of him. An enemy smaller than him, more fragile than him. He came very fast throwing his little hands and feet. A little weak one without any claws or fangs nor any defenses like venom and horns.

"But his attacks that carried his life's work were incomparably more intense. Better than fangs, better than horns. This small man came at him with his 'treasure', his enormous efforts, something bigger than his own existence, and in the end, sacrificed it to him.

"Without even knowing the word sacrifice, Pickle understood it. For the first time in his life, he walked away with an empty stomach. The people who couldn't bear to stand up and watch their leader kneeled.

"The doctors came and took away Katsumi as everybody left the stage. Once the stadium was empty, a howl came from the arena, a howl that sounded like it was coming from the abyss.

"That day everyone understood. No matter how savage, he is still a man. No matter how primitive he is still a friend. It was a fight that brought me to my knees. Can you believe it a monster, a beast without human moral values prayed." Ace chuckled as Ouranos lowered his head.

"I have made my decision." Ouranos said with his head still down. "I believe that you who have witnessed such a thing can understand the Xenos much better and even make my dream possible. I grant you, the position of Guild leader."

"Would you look at that, even a god?" Baki was a different breed of martial arts anime altogether. Even a God would bow his head to it.

Ouranos wrote something on a paper before handing it to Ace. "Here are the Guild papers and the location of the Hidden Village."

Ace accepted it silently before teleporting out of there and to the adventurers Guild.

He sat on a sofa before being approached by an Adventurer.

"Hi! I am Hyakinthos Clio. Leader of the Apollo Familia." Hyakinthos introduced himself offering a handshake.

"Solomon. Same here, I am also a Leader." Ace took the hand and shook it.

"Wonderful. Which one?" Hyakinthos was here for information at the order of his Lord Apollo.

Ace pulled him closer before saying, "The Guild." This new information left the Hyakinthos confused and dumbstruck as Ace left and entered the Guild Leader's office and placed down the paper given by Ouranos.

"Secretary, I want you to send a message to all Familias saying that a party is being held and they must attend. Small, Big, Rich, Poor all the Familias." Ace ordered.

The Secretary hesitated before she got a signal from the now former Guild Leader, Royman Mardeel. He left the office with a dark expression.

Even if he was an arrogant pig of the Guild who looked down on everybody, the order of the real Leader of the Guild was not something he could ignore.

He got up from his seat and left without a word. Once outside he let out his frustration by kicking a vase and breaking it before he started stomping on it.

"Fun isn't something one has when conquering the Multiverse... but this haha... this however does put a smile on my face." Ace said as he threw the chair out and brought out another chair.

<-- To be Continued...

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