Imagine having the worse migraine that you've ever experienced.

Now multiply that pain by hundreds of times.

Apparently, getting shoved to the body of a ten year old kid causes PAIN OF A THOUSAND SUNS BURNING YOUR BRAIN FROM INSIDE OUT!

-ahem-

As I was saying, one moment I was in that room with that cute goddess, the next moment I am writhing in agony as my soul adapted to my new body.

A few moments of pain later, the memories starts to come in.

My name was Elric, now it's Cristina Glasya-Labolas, the only daughter of Falbium Asmodeus, the Fourth Satan.

Yes. I am now a girl.

And I am okay with that.

To start with, I was never really that attached to Elric Jr. I was a Bi in my previous live so no sexuality confusion for me. Yay me!

Anyways, apparently I was dropped into the DxD world.

A world where the leaders of major factions are perverts, except Michael who's a total doormat, dragons are perverts, the strongest being is a motorcycle stunt addict, the second strongest is a sad loli with the emotions of a rock, and oppais reign supreme.

I wonder why this universe haven't exploded yet.

-Ahem-

Back to the matter at hand.

First order of business, check out my new 'meatsuit'. Heh.

Looking down, what entered my sight was a modest twin buds. My hands looked as delicate as porcelain. A few strands of my silver hair entered my sight.

I nodded once. My new body seems to be adequate, if a little lacking in the muscles department.

Once I finished checking out my body, I turned my attention inwards.

There, from the depths of my soul, lies ten pulsing orbs. I ordered an orb to come to the forefront of my mind.

The orb obeyed and what greeted me was the sheer power contained within an orb! It was like each orb has the energy of a single universe!

But that was not what really interests me, power in this universe can come easily.

The sheer potential contained within each orb is astonishing! Once given an instruction and given enough time, each orb can become anything!

This! This is an ability I'm very intimate with. The power of limitless growth!

Power Manipulator is the name of this ability. With this, I can easily reach the apex!

"Kuhahahahahahaha!" Indulging myself, I broke out in a maniac laughter.

Somehow, it doesn't seem to suit my smooth voice so I stopped.

Calming myself, I scanned my immediate surroundings.

I was in a fairly large room with a Victorian feel to it.

A queen sized bed with a heavenly softness, a large mirror and a huge dresser in one corner, a table and a few chairs in the middle of the room, A TV in the far off corner above a fireplace with a pair of couch and a coffee table in front of it.

Then I heard knocking from the huge wooden door far off the distance.

I mean literally.

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The door was at least a few meters away. Probably more than ten.

"Mistress, may I come in."

I racked my brain for the appropriate response.

"Ah, you may!"

Despite the distance, the voice traveled without being muffled!

The door creaked as it opened revealing a brown haired maid.

"Good morning mistress!" The maid, Orianna, bowed as she entered the room. In her hands was a tray carrying my breakfast.

"Lord Asmodeus would like to meet with you after you break your fast."

"Ah, is that so?" As much as I would like to stay in this wonderful bed, I slowly crept out. "I wonder what Father wants to talk about."

Once I was out of my bed, I directly went towards the dresser. Orianna, having put the tray in the table already was already beside me.

With another small bow, she started to undress me.

It was a routine for the two nowadays. Orianna was this body's personal maid, and she takes care of almost everything we need.

After dressing up, I went to the table to eat my breakfast consisting of pancakes and coffee.

Good. It seems that I won't have to k=commit suicide because of the heresy of drinking tea.

"Permission to speak mistress," Orianna who was standing a few feet away suddenly said as I was about to finish my breakfast.

"Ori, it's just the two of us here,"I smiled as the steaming cup of heavenly goodness touched my lips. "You don't have to be so formal."

"I-I would never be so impudent!"

"Ori, that's an order."

Sighed before her shoulders sagged.

"That's unfair Tina," a tinge of pink dusted her cheeks. "Anyways, you seemed to be different today. Did something happen?"

My eyes slightly widened. Of course she would notice! She's been with this body since we were a child!

Schooling my expression, I answered. "Yes, you could say that. But that's not really important right now."

"Very well. It's just that you seemed more carefree, more relaxed."

"And what's wrong with that?"

"Nothing. In fact, I'm glad. Being the child of a Satan is a huge shoe to fill."

"Hmmm..." Making a sound of acknowledgement, I finished my cup of coffee.

"Shall we?" I stood up and waked towards the door.

"Very well mistress." Orianna answered as she went ahead of me and opened the door.

"Speaking of, where is Father?"

"He is in the study mistress."

"Sleeping?"

"Yes."

"Figures. Orianna, leave me be and prepare two cups of coffee to be delivered at the study."

"Very well mistress." Orianna bowed before vanishing off to somewhere.

I slowly waked towards my father's study, the only sound that could be heard was the clacking of my shoes to the marble floor.

A few minutes of walking later and I arrive at a massive ornate double door. Without hesitating, I opened the door.

What greeted my eyes was bookshelves lined with books and stacks upon stacks of paper. And in the middle of it all was a shining head.

Sighing, I went towards the snoring man before taking out a paper fan.

Without hesitation, I slapped the bald head with all my might.

"Hrrmm?" With a small mumbling, my father woke up. "Tina? Huh. What time is it?"

"It's past eight Father Dearest."

"Ah. I guess it's still nap time then." With those words, he immediately went back to sleep.

Hefting the paper fan above my head, I used devil magic to make it bigger, and then mercilessly brought it down once again.

"Father, if you don't do your job, I will call Sera-nee."

"I'm up!"

With the speed of light, my father took on stack, read it just as fast, and then threw it into a smaller stack with the label 'finished'.

Due to his laziness, once father has to do his work, he does it with brutal efficiency and speed.

I handed him stack upon stacks of paperwork, seamlessly working together like a clockwork.

The sound of shuffling paper and scratching pens filled the entire room, no words were needed between us.

Two years we have done this at least once a month. At first there were hiccups due to my small stature, but later I was able to match my father's pace. Although I suspect that he slowed down a little.

"And with this, we are done." With a final stroke, father threw the last piece of paper towards the now massive stack of finished paperwork.

A knock was heard from the door before it opened.

Orianna, with a tray of two cups of coffee entered followed by more maids.

Orianna went to the desk where father and I was while the other maids proceeded to move the stacks of paperwork.

Orianna lightly bowed as she set the cups of coffee in front of me and father.

"Thank you Orianna. You can leave us now." Father said as he took a sip.

Orianna bowed once more before leaving with the rest of the maids.

"Now," Father moved his gaze towards me. With a snap of his fingers, magical bindings surrounded my smaller frame. "Who are you and what have you done with my daughter?"

Of course he would notice! He's second only to Ajuka when it comes to intelligence!

Add it to the fact that he is a daughter-con!

F*ck! Not even half a day passed and I'm already busted!

Hmmm... Should I lie, or should I come clean?

Well f*ck it.

"Father," his eyes narrowed at that as the bindings started to tighten. "Would you like to hear a story?"

And so I told him. Of how I lived, died, met with creation, and lived once more.

Silence permeated the room. My eyes were downcast, pools of tears were threatening to run down my cheeks.

There was this feeling of loss? I cannot put it in words but there is this feeling of pain in my chest.

"Hmmm..." With another snap of his fingers, the bindings collapsed into motes of purple lights. "You are speaking the truth."

"I would never dare lie to father."

"Hmmm... You are her, just as you are him. To me you are still my precious daughter."

With those words, he engulfed me in a bear hug.

"My cute, and precious daughter."

"F-father!"

Gah! What is this tingly feeling in my chest!