Campione Chapter 1 - And Start (Patreon)

United Kingdom, Year 1968, White Cliffs of Dover

The White Cliffs of Dover are the region of the English coastline facing the Strait of Dover and France. The cliff face, which reaches a height of 110m, given its white color, created a beautiful sight for anyone who saw it.

"Fuck... finally civilization..."

As the space crack appeared on the shores of the of Britain, observing the white sands of the place. The man was well-built, with crimson-red hair and matching colored eyes, with almost elf-like ears and several tattoos that appeared to be on a portion of his face.

He was also sprouting a pair of horns that seemed to be twisted near the tip. He was wearing armor, a rather simplistic one, but it seemed to be cracked in several places and was in entirely terrible shape.

"Finally out of that dammed place... Isekai, my ass, I would tell you that..."

The man muttered as he cursed while sitting down on the ground, catching his breath.

He was Wilbert Allander, a transmigrator with something that could appear like a system or whatever, but he had to admit that his luck was absolutely terrible.

While he got at least Sacred Gear from the anime High School DxD, one of the Longinus-Tier Sacred Gears, Star Buster Star Blaster, he was transmigrated into a really, really bad world.

When he was transmigrated, he appeared in a world that seemed to be after the apocalypse, swarming with nothing more than just mutated mothers, and they were everywhere. The civilization of the world was dead, with only a few human settlements remaining somewhere. 

Though the true rulers of the world were monsters.

And for the entire five years that Wilbert was in that world, the only thing that he was doing was fighting against endless hordes of mutated beasts and monsters and for his very own survival.

So...

No.

He would curse everyone telling him that the Isekai was something good because his own Isekai experience was shit; if not for the Longinus-Tier Sacred Gear that he had, he would have died probably in the first hour since he arrived at that dammed world.

Even after five years, he managed to survive barely because some of the monsters within that world were extremely powerful, especially the Monarchs, who could change the landscape of entire continents when they fought.

"Hopefully, this world would be better... at least it isn't a post-apocalyptic wasteland."

Wilbert muttered, observing the sea and its tranquility for a time.

Suddenly, as he was sitting there, his ears twitched a bit, and he immediately summoned the Star Buster Sword and looked behind him with great wariness and a lot of fear that struck him. 

In front of him was a dignified man with golden hair standing up like a blazing flame. His face is described as handsome, and his eyes, crimson like blood, are visibly not those of a human and give off a mysterious radiance that makes people wither.

He has a "perfect, Golden-proportioned body" described as emanating majesty that makes flames surrounding him afraid to come close, and his very soul glows golden. He wore luxurious golden armor, and the aura that he was radiating gave Wilbert fright because he had only felt it once in his life.

Several months ago, he witnessed a duel between two Monster Monarchs...

"What do we have here?... A mongrel with a very unique treasure. It is soul-bound... most fascinating... But if I kill you, then it is possible that it would be lost in the process... truly a dilemma of what to do..."

Wilbert knew that the man in front of him looked like Gilgamesh from the Type-Moon series, though the aura he was feeling was of the Divine Origin and was extremely powerful, far more powerful than it should be.

He looked at him with a certain degree of fascination, as if Wilbert was some kind of treasure that he wanted to add to his collection and his ever-growing treasury at last. 

"Hey, mongrel... let's play a game... the winner will take the treasures of the other one; I see that you have something even more precious than the soul-bound weapons on your person."

When Wilbert heard what Gilgamesh said, he knew that there was no other choice, so he agreed to play whatever game that the Hero King wished because one wrong move and he would end up dead.

Suddenly, he felt a certain connection between him and the Hero King, and from the golden portal, a small box landed in front of them. 

"The rules are simple: both of us will battle over the control of this cube... the winner takes it all. The only thing that you need to do is to concentrate on the cube and let it do the rest..."

For Wilbert, this sounded extremely fishy and suspicious, but alas, there was nothing he could do about it because the opponent in front of him was far more powerful and could just force his will on him.

His very own soul was right now in the process of fighting against that of the Hero King Gilgamesh.

It was a very weird feeling, but he could feel that the Sacred Gear Star Buster Star Blaster that was within his soul was right now, fighting against the soul of the Hero King as both of them were locked in single combat within the cube.

Weirdly enough, he could see that his own soul was slowly overpowering that of the Hero King due to the presence of the Sacred Gear Star Buster Star Blaster because the Longinus was acting like the sharpest sword that was aimed at the soul of the Hero King, attacking him without any mercy. 

On the outside world, it was clear that the presence of the Hero King was getting weaker, because Wilbert was winning the conflict between their souls. One of the part of the reasons was the fact that he had the Sacred Gear Star Buster Star Blaster, which was Longinus, but the most significant reason was the strength of his soul itself.

It wasn't very common knowledge, but everyone who managed to transmigrate into another world would pass through the Dimensional Void.

That was the crux of the problem because most of the souls would perish within the Dimensional Void, but those who successfully survived the Dimensional Void, would get their souls tremendously enhanced and strengthened to ridiculous degrees.

This caused Wilbert's soul to be several times stronger than that of the Hero King, which slowly resulted in the steady overpowering of his opponent, and soon enough, he won the game, as the cube started glowing in a strong blue light.

"You won this time, mongrel... very good... let the glory of the Uruk and Babylon be spread to the world once more! I, Gilgamesh, the King of Uruk, give you my blessing! Let all of your enemies perish under your might and prosper till the end of the times!"

Gilgamesh spoke with authority this time, there was no anger or pain that he lost, but instead, there was anticipation in his voice. Gilgamesh's sole source of enjoyment is in the hearts of humans.

His most beloved humans are those who possess dreams far surpassing their own capacity but constantly work towards them regardless without giving up. During the time their souls were battling for supremacy, he saw through the soul of his opponent, and he was rather satisfied with the result.

Slowly, Wilbert was being overcome by tiredness because while he was physically fine, mentally, he was on the brink of complete exhaustion aside from his soul being extremely tired from the fight against the soul of the King of Heroes.

Soon enough, his eyes began to close; no matter how he resisted, darkness claimed him.

***

In a world filled with the white mist, a lone, slender young woman who appeared to be in her mid-teens with violet hair, blue eyes, and pointed ears observed the newest person to arrive there. 

She observed the man for the time being, taking note that he had similar eyes to her and even a pair of horns; she could see that he was relatively strong for a human, though she noticed that he was some sort of hybrid between a human and something different.

"Impressing... a weapon bound to the soul that has the capability of killing even stronger Heretic Gods... as expected from the Traveller."

She was Pandora.

The All-Giving Woman, the sole True God and controller of the Circle of Usurpation.

"Now, where was I? Yes!"

She then muttered to herself before the entire place lit up as the Circle of Usurpation was activated.

"The black art that Epimetheus and I left behind. The sacred birth of an illegitimate child shrouded in darkness, born of a fool and with. A secret right of usurpation only possible through the sacrifice of a God. In short, all the required conditions have been met, and you will receive a gift from the heavens!"

As she spoke, the ritualistic circle activated itself, and the ritual that she and her husband had made eons ago was once again brought to life.

"The requirements have been fulfilled. A God has been slain, and a Godslayer shall rise!"

"Therefore I, Pandora, the All-Giving Woman, the foolish witch who both cursed and blessed the world hereby claim this child as my newest son!"

She was the only one capable of using a Divine Item called the Circle of Usurpation, which allows her to give the Authorities of the Gods/Goddesses that were killed to her child, which slew them. Pandora can give the Authorities of the Gods/Goddesses that were killed according to the process in which the gods/goddesses are killed.

"Go forth, with my blessing, my child... Wilbert Allander! The newest of the Supreme Kings!"

***

Gerhard Barthomeloi was an old mage and member of the prestigious Barthomeloi Family. While he was over 60 years old, he still had the appearance of a middle-aged man with light brown hair and a beard, which was something akin to a trademark of the Barthomeloi Family.

Since he was born, he has seen many things and experienced many difficult situations...

He even fought in several wars, one of the most recent ones being World War II, especially on the Magical Side, when one of the Magisters of Magic, more precisely Wizard Magister Geller Grindelwald, established his Alliance and declared his intention to rule the no-magicals.

His ideas and promises even attracted several Mage Associations to his cause, mostly Warlcoks, whole covens of Sorceresses, and many independent Mages...

When the war was ongoing, Gerhard didn't really care much about the magical ruling the non-magical, fortunately, though none of the Campione cared to intervene in the matters, even though it was noted that Grindelwald attempted to get 2nd Godslayer, Sasha Dejanstahl Voban, to his cause...

Though it was futile because the Devil King of Balkan cared only about fighting powerful Heretic Gods and nothing more. Still, Gerhard joined the war, not really against Grindelwald's Alliance, but mostly against the Warlocks that were following him.

They were causing widespread damage, causing many of the neutral families to start hunting them down. 

But this was the first time in his entire life he witnessed something that was totally indescribable in the first place. 

Ascnesion of the Campione. 

And against an extremely powerful Heretic God at that... Gilgamesh, the Hero King, was noted to be one of the strongest Heretic Gods that were recorded, and yet, he was right now defeated, and a new Godslayer would rise in his place.

Barthomeloi were leaders of one of the smaller but still very powerful Mage Associations called Greenwich Assembly, together with a few independent families that were part of the Assembly and many Knights, Druids, Mages and there were even some Wizards among them.

While Wizards were probably the most secluded among the Magic Users and, in many cases, ignorant, they were still shaking in fear in front of the Kings of the World. One of the reasons for the Wizardkind seclusion was that most of the Wizards were far weaker than other Magic users. 

It seemed that being born directly with Magic was the good recipe for never properly training, so even an adult Wizard was comparable maximally to the trainee in the Mage Association, which gave the Mage Associations a great say in matters of the world.

When he witnessed the Ascension of the newest Campione, the 5th Devil King, he immediately ordered his men to transport the unconscious Campione back to his home, but he was, alas, in a perfect state. 

And right now, he was in a meeting with the other members of the Greenwich Assembly and some of their allies outside of the Greenwich Assembly because this was an unprecedented opportunity for them.

If they could get into the services of the Campione, then it would tremendously boost their political and personal powers. From the active Campiones, the 1st Kaleidoscope was without allegiance to anyone, and it has been more than two centuries since anyone saw him. 

2nd Campione Sasha Dejanstahl Voban didn't have anyone under him and he also didn't take anyone, aside from some Vampire Covens and Werewolf Tribes in the Balkans that were his direct vassals.

3rd Campione Luo Hao created her own faction, named Holy Mountain, which was paradise for martial artists and Daoists. 

4th Campione Madam Aisha was unknown, and she didn't wish to involve herself in other mortal matters aside from overseeing her territory of India. It was though noted that she had a very good relationship with the Indian Magical Coalition, which consisted of all Magic Users in India.

And now, there was a fifth Campione.

"So, it has been confirmed. Fifth Campion was born on the shores of England in August 1968; now, we need to decide how to approach this topic."

Gerhard Barthomeloi opened the meeting, as he looked over the people that were present. From the Greenwich Assembly, there were representatives of the Animusphere Family, Musik Family, Astrea Family, Fraga Family, Edelfelt Family...

Then there were a few allies of the Greenwich Assembly that cooperated with the Mage Association, which included the representative of the Black Family, MacGregor Mathers, leader of the dissolved Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn that was in the past wiped out by Heretic Gods.

"We conducted analysis, and he should be waking up very soon; it is highly possible that he received far more than just one Divine Authority from killing the Hero King Gilgamesh..."

This caused many to stop as they pondered over it.

"Soon enough, the news of the new Supreme King will spread over the world, and everyone would want to get into his graces."

While the Greenwich Assembly wasn't the largest of the Mage associations out there, it was one of the strongest due to the power of the families within the Assembly that consisted of it. 

The Greenwich Assembly was very old and had branches across the entire world, and it greatly developed the strength of its members. Their Magic Users and Knights were one of the best in the world, even rivaling that of the Knight Orders of Italy. 

"I would like to say something."

Suddenly, one of the people sitting around the round table spoke as everyone looked at him. He was one of the who were not direct members of the Association but worked closely with the Greenwich Assembly, and their Family was a firm ally of the Assembly.

"On behalf of the House of Black, I am formally accepting the invitation to the Greenwich Assembly, with all that it entails."

Becoming part of the Mage Association was a great honor for Wizards because most of them were far weaker than their counterparts in the Mage Association, especially in the aspect of combat and raw power. 

House Black was one of the rare Wizard Houses that learned even Hermetic Magic... which was mainly due to their Innate Attribute of Curse. Striving for everything that was related to Black Magic, Dark Magic, Curses, and Forbidden Spells.

Due to this, the House Black was invited to become part of the Association a few years back, but it was pending because, in return, the House Black would need to give up many political rights in the "Wizarding World". 

For traditionalists list Arcturus Black, the decision was a hard one, but seeing that there was a huge possibility of the Greenwich Assembly becoming a suboridnate of the Campione, then there was no question.

So what if the seat on the Wizangamot is lost and it would become a seat for the Assembly instead... the protection of the Supreme King, of Godslayer, was something that was countless times more precious.

When the Heretic Gods descended down and decided to wreak havoc on the mortals, or it didn't need to be Heretic Gods, for mortals, it could also be Divine Beasts, Divine Ancestors, Fallen Gods, or basically anything that was ranked too high above the mortal capabilities was out of their paygrade.

Then, they could only cover in fear and hope that their enemies would either leave or grow bored of them in a short span of time. Having the patronage of the Supreme King would give anyone a tremendous boost, something that Arcturus Black was deeply aware of.

In fact, some of the Mage Families were actually the ones that were descendants of Campiones. It was rare for the Campione to have progeny with their powers, but it was indeed possible and when it happened, some of their powers and attributes could be passed down to their descendants.

Like in the case of the House Black, when their long distant ancestor was Campione, Herpo the Foul. Originally an ancient Greek Wizard and Mage who was also a Warlock, a man possessed with Dark Magic and Curses. 

Who once managed to kill Heretic Gods related to Sorcery and Magic. In the end, their ancestor perished at a later date, but some things were passed to his descendants, and the unnatural affinity for the Curses, Dark Magic, and Forbidden Magic of the House Black was actually the legacy of the Campione.

Similar to the Blandelli Family, which was the ancient lineage of the Mage-Knights of the Copper-Black Order of Italy, they, too, were descendants of the Campione. Due to that reason, the Blandellis were known for producing the finest knights in the world.

So, for the Mage Associations under the Campione, it was considered the ultimate blessing if the Supreme King took someone from their families as their concubine or wife and conceived a child with them.

Such a thing would secure a prosperous future for several generations.

"Do we know the identity of the Heretic God who was slayed?"

One of the people who were sitting around the table asked a man with dull-gold eyes wearing a white suit and purple tie. He had silverish white hair, while part of it was tied to the braid. 

"Yes, we have Lord Animusphere... we have identified the Heretic God as Hero King Gilgamesh."

As Gerhard answered, several people blinked in confusion, which soon enough turned into fright and partially happiness. 

Hero King Gilgamesh was the King of Heroes, the first-ever Hero in human history and human myth, meaning that he was one of the more powerful Heretic Gods around. It was a wonder that someone managed to defeat him like this because, usually, such powerful Heretic Gods were not brought down easily.

Among the Campiones, there were slight distinctions between stronger and weaker, depending on the Divine Authorities that they had usurped from the Heretic Gods they killed.

"So he managed to kill such a powerful Heretic God right from the start? That will make him even more dangerous for us... especially if he manages to get more than just the Authority from the Hero King."

Sometimes, during very rare cases, Campione didn't Inherit just one Authority or several Authorities from the Heretic God they had slain. Sometimes, they inherited the full Inheritance of the Heretig God, and in that way, they also got the personality traits of the Heretic Gods. 

And it was very well known that the Hero King Gilgamesh wasn't the most amiable person around.