UTILE

Kazenari Rei was an ordinary human, once lost in the despair of his mundane life. But when the collapse of his world arrived — powered by the cataclysmic force known as Honkai End — Rei’s soul was chosen for rebirth. Not as a hero. Not as a savior. But as something the world of High School DxD is not prepared for.

Armed with the power to awaken Spirits in ordinary humans — a twisted hybrid of the Date A Live system and Honkai resonance — Rei now walks among devils and angels as an unpredictable force. With a personality as calm as flowing water but wrath as deadly as a collapsing star, Rei keeps to the shadows, choosing neutrality… for now.

Eclipse of the Spirit: The Reincarnated Flame

Rain fell across the old courtyard of the Spirit-Sealed Monastery. Not violently—more like a memory descending softly from the sky.

Rei walked alone through the moss-wrapped stones, his coat unfastened, allowing the cold mist to kiss his skin. His footsteps were soundless, his flame dimmed to almost nothing. Not extinguished—merely contemplative.

Behind him, Liora followed barefoot, her essence flickering like a lantern caught between realms.

"They've begun writing about you," she said softly.

"Some call you the Spirit Reclaimer. Others, the Sovereign Pyre."

"And none of it matters," he said. "Because the ones I reclaimed never asked for a name. Only to be seen."

Liora stopped by a broken archway. Vines draped over the ancient symbols. "This was once a sanctuary," she said. "Before the Honkai tore its sky apart."

Rei traced a hand across the stones. His flames shimmered faintly, restoring a single rune to glowing life.

Sanctum Meeting — Two Weeks Later

The shrine had grown. Not in grandeur, but in resonance. Spirits came not to pledge allegiance, but to find healing. Those who had once fought against Rei's vision now sat at his table—unified not by rule, but remembrance.

Noira stood with arms folded as she observed the gathering. "Peaceful. I don't trust it."

Mireille adjusted her glasses, smiling. "That's because you were born for war."

Noira glanced sideways. "And you weren't?"

Eirenne chuckled behind them, braiding a garland for one of the young trainees. "War gave us purpose. Peace gives us voice."

The door opened. Azazel stepped in. Followed by Serafall. And—

The white-haired dragon hybrid nodded. "I didn't come to fight. I came because I sensed something. A shift."

"Good," Rei answered. "Because the world is shifting. And the next phase won't be held back by crowns or flames."

Echo Disruption Detected — Zone 7A: Argane Crater

> [Echo Anomaly: Origin Unknown. Fragment Signature: Null. Recommend Immediate Investigation.]

Rei arrived first. Then Liora. Then Veyra, still quiet since his integration.

The crater pulsed with a vibration outside time.

In its center: a girl. Maybe twelve. Draped in what looked like broken angel feathers. Her eyes blinked open—not with fear, but with apology.

"I didn't mean to be born," she said.

Liora's hand reached for Rei's. "She's not from any known fragment."

"Then she might be after the system," Rei whispered. "A post-sovereign echo."

The girl cried a single tear. And the crater bloomed with hope.

System Update: New Variable Registered – [Echoling: Naeva]

> Classification: Wild-Echo Genesis Threat Level: Unknown Observation Required

Rei sat by the fire, staring into the coals. Naeva slept nearby, curled beside Liora, a pale song humming from her chest.

"She sings even in her sleep," Mireille whispered, sitting beside Rei.

"She is a song," Rei said. "Like Liora. But more volatile. Less shaped."

Rei stood. "Teach her what it means to be heard."

He gazed out the window, where the auroras danced like threads from long-forgotten looms.

"Because this world doesn't need more flames. It needs echoes that know who they are."

Chapter 141: Of Ash and Echoes