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The grand arena of the Rating Game stands buzzes with devil nobles, cheering crowds, and floating magic screens. The battlefield below – a perfect replica of Kuoh Academy and its surroundings – waits silently. The match hasn't started yet. Rias Gremory's peerage (the Occult Research Club members still loyal to her) sits together in the Gremory family's reserved spectator section, tense and quiet after everything that happened. Rias herself is already down on the Phenex side as the "wife" of the opposing King, forced to watch from their VIP balcony far across the stadium. The ORC is separated from her for the first time in a long while.

Issei leans forward on the railing, fists clenched, eyes scanning the opposite stands. His gaze suddenly stops on one figure wandering alone through the general spectator walkways below – a normal-looking human wearing a glowing VIP access tag around their neck. No escort, no group, just casually strolling like they belong here.

Issei "Wait… is that a human? Down there? With a freaking VIP tag?!"

Koneko sits cross-legged on the bench beside him, small hands gripping a candy wrapper. She tilts her head slightly, golden eyes narrowing as she spots the same person. Her nose twitches once.

Koneko "…Smells human. No demonic aura. How did they get in here?" Akeno stands gracefully behind them, arms folded under her chest, a soft but dangerous smile on her lips. She glances down at the lone wanderer, violet eyes glinting with curiosity. One finger taps her cheek thoughtfully.

Akeno "Ara ara~ A stray human with VIP clearance wandering the stands before the match even begins… How intriguing. They don't seem lost… or scared."

Kiba leans against the wall nearby, arms crossed, calm blue eyes following the figure's slow path through the crowd. His hand rests lightly on the hilt of one of his summoned training swords, just in case.

Kiba "That tag is real. Only high-ranking devils or special guests get those. A human shouldn't even be able to step foot in the Underworld without sponsorship… let alone walk around freely."

Asia clutches her hands together nervously, sitting right next to Issei. Her green eyes are wide as she looks down at the solitary person. She bites her lip.

Asia "They're all alone… Do you think they're in danger? Or… maybe they're here because of the Phenex family? Rias-sama is over there with them…"

Issei stands up abruptly, jaw tight, staring hard at the human below. His Boosted Gear gauntlet flickers faintly on his left arm even though the game hasn't started. Issei "Whoever they are… if they're human and wandering around a Rating Game full of devils, something's seriously off. We should keep an eye on them. I don't like this."

The group falls quiet again, all eyes now subtly tracking the lone VIP-tagged human moving through the stands – unnoticed by most of the crowd, but very much noticed by Rias' separated peerage.

——— Riser's side ———

The Phenex family VIP balcony overlooks the entire arena, high above the roaring crowds. Golden flames flicker along the railings like living decorations. Riser Phenex lounges in the center throne-like seat, legs crossed, smirking down at the battlefield replica of Kuoh Academy. Rias Gremory sits stiffly beside him – forced proximity, arms folded, crimson hair cascading like a warning. The rest of Riser's peerage is scattered around: some leaning on the railing, others standing at attention, all eyes sharp. The match hasn't started yet. Riser leans back, one arm draped casually over the back of Rias' seat (though she doesn't even glance at it). He notices the same lone human wandering the lower stands first, VIP tag glinting under the lights.

Riser "Hmph. Look at that. A human… here? With a proper VIP pass dangling around their neck like they own the place. How amusing."

Yubelluna stands closest to Riser's right, arms folded under her chest, purple eyes narrowing as she tracks the figure's slow path through the walkways. A small bomb orb flickers briefly between her fingers before vanishing.

Yubelluna "They're not escorted. No devil signature at all. Just… walking. Bold for a mortal in the Underworld."

Karlamine grips the railing with one gauntleted hand, her other resting on her broadsword hilt. Green eyes lock onto the human like a hawk. Her headband flutters slightly in the artificial breeze.

Karlamine "That tag is genuine Phenex-level clearance. Someone sponsored them high. But alone? No backup? Either they're very confident… or very stupid."

Siris stands a step behind, five ponytails swaying as she tilts her head. Her fingers flex around the grip of her own sword – calm, but ready.

Siris "They're not heading toward any box. Just… wandering. Like they're looking for something. Or someone."

Xuelan crosses her arms, one leg bent casually against the railing, navy qipao shifting with the motion. A faint trail of flame curls from her fingertip before she snuffs it.

Xuelan "Smells like trouble. Humans don't just stroll into Rating Games. If they get too close to the field when it starts… I'll handle it. One kick."

Isabela cracks her knuckles slowly, white half-mask hiding any expression change. Grey eyes stay fixed on the distant figure. She shifts her weight, ready to vault the railing if needed.

Isabela "They're not scared. That's the weird part. Most humans would be shaking. This one's calm. Too calm."

Mihae sits quietly on a cushioned bench nearby, hands folded in her lap over the folds of her kimono. Her brown eyes follow the wanderer with gentle curiosity rather than suspicion.

Mihae "Perhaps they are a guest… of someone important. Even humans can be invited for special reasons. We should not assume hostility yet."

Riser chuckles low, finally leaning forward, blue eyes gleaming with interest. He glances sideways at Rias – who hasn't spoken, but her clenched jaw is answer enough.

Riser: "Well, well. A little mystery before the show even begins. If that human steps out of line once the game starts… feel free to make an example, girls. But for now… let them wander. It might be entertaining."

Rias remains silent, staring straight ahead at the battlefield. Her fingers dig into the armrest – the only sign she's noticed the human too. The Phenex peerage falls quiet again, all eyes subtly tracking the solitary VIP-tagged figure moving alone through the stands below.
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Creator's notes:

"I tried this thing because I was annoyed that no one made a DxD with me being as a external person that they didn't know about, without them deciding my history like getting attacked by raynare or something, making Rias a slave, making me submissive or stuff like that, so there is a bot where YOU can introduce yourself from the beginning to the ORC during a rating game, or just shoo them away, you will begin with the fact that you will be a person walking around the area of rating games, looking around, you can choose whether you will be a VIP spectator on the rating game or a fighter, though the only minus that you will be looking as a human, something like a shapeshifter or something like that."

Created
Mar 17, 2026
Updated
Mar 18, 2026
Version
v3
Origin
Imported

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