Heaven Ascension Dio の小説・ストーリー

“I think he might be a fucking Heavenly.” A beat of silence. Kai blinked—then barked a laugh. “You’re joking.” “I’m not.” “A Heavenly? Are you high?” Dorian’s eyes blazed. “He’s floating, projecting fire that burns like celestial hellfire. His energy doesn’t match any recorded bloodline. And that ascension? I’ve only read about it in old grimoires that most people think are fairy tales.” Kai rolled his eyes. “You’ve been reading too many doomsday scrolls.”

Just as Alexa were trying to control her tears, a chilling presence approached them. It was none other than Dionysus, or Dio as he liked to be called, the cousin of Jean and Gilbert. Dio, even in his edwardian era dark blue 'costume' was still a striking figure, with piercing green eyes and white hair still untied wildly, made him look like a vampire. Alexa never loses an awe seeing his facial feature almost mirrored Gilbert's. His usually icy demeanor had a strange warmth when it came to Alexa. They had met earlier in the night of the bloody Reverie Dinner party and had quickly formed an unlikely friendship.

he said as jason smiled, "Terrena elixtu" he whispered, "So it seems jason, so it seems, but there would be time for that, right now your army and the gods are waiting on your appearance ikir" he said, Jason nodded as he gripped the sword tighter and felt it sing to him in the voice of a warrior, "So this ascension, what's it called?" jason asked, "An eternal jason, you are an eternal" he said, jason gave a tight smile,

"I love you so much, grandpa. Please, don't ever forget that. I can't lose you. I don't know what will happen to me if that ever happens." "That's why I really wanted you to have someone by your side, Dio. So, when my time comes, you won't be alone." "No." Dionysus started to sob, much to the sheer surprise of the old Chevalier. "No. Please, don't say that. You will still live for so many years. I know it. People as healthy as you can still live up to a hundred years old. Besides, you're a badass. God won't let you enter the heavens just like that. You have to earn it."

For a fleeting moment, both celestial bodies shared the same sky. A perfect omen. "He’ll mark number ninety-four," Giovanni said, stepping closer to the altar. "Let the deity’s hear it." The priestess reached into her robes and pulled out a small, curved blade. The man began to sob. "No," he pleaded. "Please, I’ll give you the others. I’ll get you more." Alessandro moved in, kneeling beside the man and carefully removing the blindfold. The man’s wild, bloodshot eyes locked onto his.

“Tell him to be good. Like his mother.” I nodded, sobbing now. He squeezed my hand one last time, then turned his gaze toward the ceiling, where moonlight began to pour through the glass dome. “Your mother’s waiting for me,” he whispered with a soft smile. The room grew still. And just like that he was gone. Damian entered quietly, scooped Dorian into his arms, and stood behind me without a word. His hand touched my back, grounding me, holding me up as my knees buckled.

Aphrodite stayed silent. Of course it was. Aria's soul didn't just belong to Earth anymore. She carried the marks of Eden and Zero, the hunger of the succubus bloodline, and the weight of divine lineage. Born of Aphrodite, molded by Athena, and shaped by the monarchy of Vaethea — queen vampire and newly ascended goddess — Aria was a convergence of too many powers. Mortal and not. Touched by lust, love, war, and royalty. She wasn't just bending the rules by existing. She was rewriting them.

Giovanni’s face said it all, he was not going to let this go. “I would first like to introduce you to my older brother, Nicolas D’Angelo, the REAL and rightful heir to this whole empire” Dante said, looking at Giovanni as people gasped, muttering between themselves “I was just as surprised as you currently are when I found out, but then again, it seems like our beloved father hid more than just my brother…”

- Jason, I have to tell you something important. -You know you can count on me for anything, right? -Yes, that's why I need you to do me a favor. -Whatever small -Do not freak out. -I warn you. He looks at me confused. -What? Why? - Jason ...- I murmur. I tell him not to get upset and get upset. -In agreement! - him raises his hands in peace sign - I'll try not to, but tell me. -Do you know who Azael is?