Marvel DxD: The New Sorcerer Supreme

[I just love how so many webnovel readers are so triggered by the mc being turned into a devil, calling him being a slave and such lol. As if I like the idea of writing slave mc's lol. Anyways, hopefully more Webnovel Karens would come and complain about the mc being slave and such to make my day!]

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What do you think it feels like to have the G-Pass?

Well. You can now spam the shit out of it!

"Are you done now?" God's eyes twitched several times as he crossed his arms in front of me.

"…od. God. God. God. God." As for me, I was grinning as I could no longer feel any zaps or pain after uttering the word for almost a hundred times by now.

Seeing that the man I've been calling for hundred times was getting annoyed, only then did I stopped.

No need to fully annoy the man and suddenly have my G-Pass revoked.

"So if I'm in danger of something, I can just yell your name?" I asked for the umpteenth time. I still can't believe that I just gained God himself for my beck and call.

"Yes, something like that." God nodded his head.

"Why though? If you're God, I'm sure you know who or what I am, right? Don't you think its a bit contradicting considering I'm supposed to be your enemy?" I confusedly asked, to be honest, I'm not gonna be surprised if he already knows that I don't belong to this world at all.

"You're right. But are you really a devil?"

"What do you mean? I just turned into one." His words confused me.

"That's not what I'm talking about. The word devil is all about being bad and evil. Devils are called like that because they're considered as evil by the word. Do you think it was me who invented the word devil?" God then looked at me with an amused smile.

Well, now that I think about it, I haven't seen an evil devil so far. Although I only encountered two devils since I came here, none of them were evil like how they're supposed to be.

That's weird. All this time, I thought devils are supposed to be evil. But now that I'm a devil, does that mean I'm a devil?

"I see you're thinking about it. There's no need to trouble yourself about it for now. Just live the way you want to."

"But that doesn't answer my question. Why?" I squinted my eyes. I still can't find any answer from this old man.

"Because I like it." For some reason, God grinned, even though grins are supposed to make others feel uncomfortable and uneasy, why does God's grin looked like it could rival even the kindest looking smile in the entire world?

Is this the advantage of being God of the Bible? I wonder what's his backstory. Like how did he become a God or how did he create Angels and Earth.

I could already imagine those Christian fanatics crying blood once they have the chance to hear God's past.

No one but only me perhaps have this kind of once-in-a-lifetime chance.

I suddenly feel like flashing a smug towards those fanatics. How weird.

"Confusing right? You see, if you're strong then this is how you'll think. Being able to do whatever you want without any kind of law holding you back." He smiled.

"What do you mean? But what about the laws you applied, aren't you the one who created this so-called laws?"

"Like I said little Chamber, I'm strong and I can do what I want." Just as I wanted to ask more of him, he quickly continued, interrupting what I was about to say.

"Anyways, as much as I would like to chat with someone like you but I have to go, I just sensed another Angel falling from grace. Sigh." With a shake of his head, God disappeared in a flash of light before my very eyes.

'An Angel falling from grace? So Fallen Angels also exist? If he's truly powerful, why can't he stop that from happening? Oh right, cause he's strong and powerful.' I rolled my eyes as I expected what would God's reply be if I asked that question.

Well, there goes the holy and ultra kind image of God in my head being shattered after meeting him, great.

I wonder if we'll meet again?

Hopefully we won't meet in a battlefield standing on opposite sides.

Just thinking about it made me shudder. If that truly happens, can I still shout his name for help?

After waiting a few more minutes and ensuring that he's indeed not coming back, I finally left the stables.

Only to noticed something.

"It's already night?"

***

Obviously it's already nighttime and I would hate to venture outside the village during this time.

I mean can you believe it? Street lights haven't been invented yet!

I'm scared of the dark, you know!

So, with the help of a few kind men I found in some dark corners of the village, I managed to save up enough silver coins to rent a room at the one and only Inn on the village.

During that time, I also learned the name of this village.

Demalatyn Zhapyraktar Zheri

Or also known as Land of the Resting Leaves.

I don't know how I know of that. The farmer that I just encountered told me those words and my mind automatically translated it to a language I speak, which is English.

Now this is weird. Does this mean I can understand all language in the world? Similar to Asgardians and their innate capabilities of AllSpeak?

Speaking of Asgardians, do they also exist in this world? If so, I wonder if I could meet with Thor or Odin here.

Especially Odin, considering he's the God of Wisdom, maybe I could ask his help or something.

Or maybe, this is just a theory of mine, maybe the Odin of this world could speak to his other version aka, the Marvel version of Odin.

If that's the case, going back to my previous world is guaranteed.

'Okay, note to self, find Odin and seek his wisdom for help.'

"..id…Hey kid!" Snapping out of my thoughts, I realized I've been standing in front of the Inn's clerk, bearing an annoyed look on her face.

From the looks of it, she's had a very hectic day and an annoyance like me is definitely not welcomed.

"You're holding the line. If you're lost, be lost somewhere, you're affecting my business." Hearing her words, my eyes twitched upon turning around and seeing no one lining up except me, aside from a few gentlemen dining in on the tables eating what I assume to be badly cooked steaked and rum.

I really feel like I got myself in a fantasy world or something.

"I'm sorry, I'm here for a room." I said before handing her two silvers on the table.

The clerk looked at the coins with doubt on her face. As if she's can't believe that a child like me has enough money to rent a room.

"…I'm not accepting dirty coins." The clerk shook her head and said, assuming that the silver coins were stolen by me.

Only if she knew how right she was.

But would that let me back away and sleep in the streets, no.

"Lady, these are not dirt coins, I earned it from tending to my grandfather's friend's farm not far from this village." Then I used my ultimate card, looking directly at her eyes with my big and round eyes as if I was a cat asking its owner for food.

"….Still no." The clerk insisted.

Dammit, I wish I learned some sort of hypnosis spell.

Or maybe…I could make one myself?

I'm not exactly sure how devil energy works but since Its my own energy, I can do what I want with it, right?

Hopefully that's the case because if not, I might find myself sleeping on the same stable where I talked to God.

God, that sounds like something you'll read in a bible verse.

Walking outside the Inn, I sighed in disappointment. Only now I realized that strength and power is not everything.

That's when God's words earlier suddenly resonated within me.

With strength, he can do what he wants.

Can I also do the same? Be the strongest?

But that also means being stronger than God himself, right?

How do I even do that? To be stronger than my own creator? God created the humans and devils, right? So I also fall on the same category.

Hopefully, I can do become strong.

Speaking of strong, I should get to work on making my own hypnosis spell.

Reaching the stables again, I found that the owner was already sound asleep and the horses also.

Sneaking my way in the same empty space, I sat on the ground full of hay.

"Let's see here. I'll try basing the creation of the spell through my knowledge about Mystic Arts." Muttering to myself, I stared at my own hand and saw the slightly deep orange sparks being produced.

If I'm going on the path of the Mystic Arts then I'll need a reference.

Since there are no known knowledge about hypnosis in the Mystic Arts, or at least from what I know, then I could take reference to other kinds of magic.

My mind started pacing and recalling any known spells from movies and films that I have watched.

As for Animes? I've heard of them but I only watched Dragon Ball, and my memory about it is a bit hazy considering I only watched them when I was a child.

I don't remember any hypnosis techniques in Dragon Ball, so I'll cross that out.

My next on the list is a very known and famous film franchise from my original world.

Harry Potter.

Not exactly a fan to the point of being a full fledged fanatic but I've watched the entire franchise including reading or skimming through its books.

Was it Legiles? Or Legs?

Nevermind that. According to the film, a wizard can use Legs or whatever it is called by staring at someone's eyes.

Staring at the other party's eyes is like connecting a bridge between the caster and the other.

Once connected, the spell has taken effect.

Now, how do I do it? I'm not versed in mind spells so I'm kind of a newbie in this field.

'There's some resting horses nearby. I could experiment.' Thinking it's worth a shot, I approached the nearest horse who immediately reacted.

Before it could make a noise that might attract necessary attention especially the owner, I quickly transfigured a small stone from the ground into a large cloth that flew towards the horse's mouth.

"Hmmmpphh!" Scared and determined to protect itself, the horse jumped around and tried to kick me on the chest.

Fortunately my physique is enhanced, so I took it like a man.

Bam!

Perhaps surprised that I tanked his kick easily, the horse started backing away with unprecedented fear towards me.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt." I coaxed. Well I'm lying considering I'm gonna experiment on him and he might get braindead from it.

"God forgive me for what I'm about to do." Muttering to myself, I stepped closer to the horse and stared at his eyes.

I then willed my devil energy to flow from my eyes towards the Horse's

I'm not sure if I'm doing it right but I could feel a small portion of my devil energy crawling like a fluid and connected directly to the horse's brain through his eyes.

That's when the sense of dizziness and nausea hit me like a truck. Countless unknown and fuzzy memories started flashing before my eyes, as if I was watching 10 films fast forwarded 10 times at the same time.

I also felt the constant consumption of my devil energy, depleting it as every second passed.

Ignoring the nausea, I tried to gain control over the devil energy as I could feel the bridge between us becoming unstable.

I willed my entire focus on slowing down the flashes and trying to focus on only one part of the memory.

Not knowing how many seconds or minutes have passed, before I knew it, I have successfully slowed down the memories and I'm not looking at a certain part of the horse's memory.

He was copulating with another horse with a white mane.

Oh fucking god!

***

"Did someone yelled my name?" God muttered to himself with confusion.

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[Powerstones anyone?]

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[Next Chapter: Ch. 11 - Was creating spells this easy?]

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