DXD: Queen of Angels

I'm back from math hell rejoice 

Sorry for not posting but I've been so tired cause my college math class. It starts from 8:30 am to 1:30 pm by the time I get home I'm knocked out and I was reading and learning about Star Wars. Thinking about making a fanfic about it. But yeah my math class is almost done just two more classes.

And Marvel Rivals I love that game but Jesus my teammates but lucky I got ranked gold in 5 hours but mentally i was fk up 

Now I'm thinking about adding to Celestia's personality to sometimes act like DC Lucifer mixed with Klaus mikaelson and sometime like Michael just to show she connect to them.

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In heaven

I'm in my lab with holo screens floating around me, I'm struggling with making good armors for angels that won't restrict their movement while enchanting their mana output without side effects like blowing up.

'Hmmm hmmm' I thought to myself while sipping some lemonade and looking at a rigid design sketch that I based on the divine dividing armor mixed with halo spartan armor the problem is putting in built-in weapons. This is going to need a big rune matrix embedded in it to control everything but even that going to have problems in the long-term.

'Well I could make a self-learning rune that going to take a looong time or do something risky and make a magic code Ultron ai' I thought to myself 'Safety or risky, safety or risky yea I'm going with risky that sounds fun' 

But first, to make sure it can't be a problem, I need to put fail-safes to make sure it can't get into like magic weapon, scared gears, or worse my sphere of genesis though I kinda want to see what kind of angel an Ultron AI would make.

"most likely a biblically accurate angel mix with some horror-level tech in it," I spoke out loud while imagining it, i can't lie that sounds awesome yet probably be disgusting to look at.

"I just remembered I should make a business that does everything and get into the entertainment side for some of the angels that like movies and comics. Though I'm 95% sure that devils are running Hollywood which honestly makes sense. That could be a little issue but I could always shoot a holy particle nuke at the atmosphere." I said casually before getting a thoughtful look

 'was I always this trigger-happy' I thought before shrugging 'Future me concern'

Now back to making Ultron Prime it is going to help me make and code my magic armor

And most importantly do any work for me, especially paperwork mostly cause I'm lazy, to the workshop.

[POV 3D]

The divine workshop was nothing like one would expect from the Creator of the angels Instead of an ethereal, glowing paradise of infinite knowledge, it looked more like a chaotic cross between a wizard's lab and a tech genius's garage. Magical blueprints hovered mid-air, spinning holograms of arcane runes mixed with futuristic code. 

"Alright, girls," she muttered, adjusting a pair of runed goggles perched on her nose. "It's time to create a masterpiece. Forget divine intervention; this assistant is going to be smart, strong, and just a little sassier than the angels. Efficiency and personality in one perfect package!"

Hovering in the middle of the workshop was a partially assembled figure a sleek, metallic body with elegant curves and glowing arcane lines etched into its surface.

God clapped her hands, sending streams of golden energy toward the floating figure. "Let's see… Core personality matrix: cheerful but capable. Strength enhancements: maxed out but limited to my will—no 'destroy humanity' episodes, thank you very much. Combat protocols: sharp enough to deal with fallen angels but also great at slicing cucumbers for tea sandwiches."

She tapped the air, and a glowing keyboard of magical runes appeared. Her fingers flew over the keys, typing a mix of ancient script and digital code.

"Initialization sequence complete… Powering up."

The glowing figure's eyes lit up—a soft cyan hue—and her body shifted slightly, arcs of magic and energy weaving together to finish her form. Her face was sleek and feminine, with a serene yet playful expression. She had a metallic yet organic appearance, her silvery surface glowing faintly with divine magic.

[image a female version of ultron from Earth Might heroes]

"Good morning, Creator!" the figure said in a smooth, cheerful voice as she floated gracefully to the ground. "It's a lovely day for some divine multitasking, wouldn't you say?"

Celestia grinned, tossing her goggles onto the table. "Yes! You're online! I knew the eighth iteration would work. First try... after seven other first tries I will name you Auratrix Combining "aura" (for magic) and "matrix" (for AI), symbolizing her dual nature.."

The assistant tilted her head, her glowing eyes narrowing slightly. "You mean to say I'm version eight? Should I be concerned about my predecessors' fate?"

Celestia waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, nothing dramatic. They just lacked… flair. Too obedient. Too serious. You, my dear, are going to be different. A partner, not just a tool. You'll help manage heaven's bureaucracy, keep an eye on the angels, and, most importantly, make sure I don't forget my coffee again.

The assistant folded her arms, giving an exaggerated sigh. "Coffee. Of course. Truly the most divine of responsibilities. But don't worry Creator; I'll ensure you have your celestial espresso and save the world on the side."

"Alright, Auratrix," Celestia said, stretching her arms with a dramatic flair. "Let's make something legendary—a masterpiece that even Hephaestus would drool over and ares envy. I want it to be strong enough to stand toe-to-toe with devils and demi-gods, versatile enough to adapt to any fight, and stylish enough to make the wearer look like a cosmic rockstar."

Auratrix folded her arms, her tone both playful and precise. "So… in other words, something that screams divine badassery while still being practical? Easy. Let's start with the basics. What's our theme?"

Celestia gestured at the White Dragon Emperor's ethereal image spinning in the air. "Let's take inspiration from Albion—majestic, powerful, and extremely annoying to certain red dragons." She smirked, clearly enjoying the idea of poking at Ddraig's counterpart.

"And," she continued, snapping her fingers, "combine that with a Spartan's armor from that Halo franchise I've been binge-watching. Those humans really nailed the 'unstoppable warrior' aesthetic."

Auratrix tilted her head, cyan circuits flashing across her sleek face. "So, a fusion of Dragonic Power, Spartan Armor, and some divine enhancements? Oh, this is going to be fun. Let's get started."

A holographic model of the armor Design began forming in the air, spinning slowly as Auratrix worked her magic—literally and technologically.

The armor's base was a sleek, void-black exosuit forged from Heaven's Celestium Alloy, a divine metal infused with synthetic Albion's dragon scales. Its design was reminiscent of Spartan Mjolnir armor, with a slim but durable profile that balanced agility and defense. The surface shimmered faintly, reflecting light like a polished pearl but capable of withstanding even the harshest of attacks.

The helmet resembled a Spartan's, complete with a glowing red-tinted visor. However, intricate runes were etched into the edges, constantly pulsing with divine energy. Auratrix added a playful flourish—a pair of retractable, dragon-like horns that activated when in combat mode.

Then the Weapons Integration a pair of Plasma CannonsTwin shoulder-mounted cannons that used a mix of dragon energy and divine light, designed for both crowd control and precision strikes.

An Energy Shield Generator that mixes with a holy magic runes circular shield of pure energy that could materialize on any part of the body, capable of deflecting magical and physical attacks while there is a limit and some attacks can still go through like the red dragon emperor penetrate move.

"This is where the divine touch comes in," Celestia said, waving her hand over the model. Golden filigree began to appear along the armor's edges, forming a network of glowing sigils. "Let's add auto-repair functions for the armor or the circuits. and a healing aura. Not only will the wearer regenerate wounds, but nearby allies will also get a health boost. Think of it as a walking hospital with a mean punch."

Auratrix smirked, adding retractable, wing-like appendages to the back of the armor. "For maximum mobility and intimidation. These wings will allow for limited-time atmospheric and space flight, plus they'll give the wearer a dragon-like silhouette when extended. Very cool, if I do say so myself."

"And, of course," Auratrix added, placing her hands on her metallic hips, "we're adding me into the system. I'll be the perfect co-pilot. I can provide tactical advice, monitor energy levels, and, naturally, sass the enemies into submission."

[image of the armor]

Celestia raised an eyebrow, grinning. "Sass is an essential weapon. Make sure your personality file is turned up to maximum snark."

When the armor was finally complete, it hovered in the air like a living entity, radiating power and grace. Auratrix transferred a portion of her consciousness into the suit, syncing the systems.

"Alright, Creator," Auratrix said, stepping back, "who gets to test this beauty? Some angel, maybe? Or are you finally going to suit up yourself?"

Celestia laughed, crossing her arms. "Tempting, but no. I have a meeting with other pantheons leaders in a few hours we test it out after."

She snapped her fingers, and the armor began glowing as it activated it started to transform into only its helmet which flew to her and she caught it with one hand.

Celestia placed the helmet on a table," ok The armor base and systems are done now on to the weapons to pair with the amour." 

Beside her hovered Auratrix, a sleek, holographic AI construct. Auratrix's solid body was doing some paperwork from the church. Right now her humanoid but semi-translucent, glowing with a soft, cyan-blue light. Her expression flickered between amused and exasperated as she floated around a massive crafting table where pieces of futuristic weapons lay scattered.

"Alright, Auratrix," Celestia declared, holding up a glowing barrel etched with runes. "We're making the most divine firearms the universe has ever seen. Holy magic, rune enhancements, AND an ergonomic grip.

Auratrix crossed her holographic arms. "Sure, Creator, but can we at least agree to not overdo the glowing parts this time? The last thing we need is a weapon that blinds the wielder every time it's fired."

Celestia gasped dramatically, clutching her chest. "How dare you insult my aesthetic choices! Glow is essential. It's how the weapon announces, 'Hey, I'm about to smite you in the name of all that's holy!'"

Auratrix rolled her glowing eyes. "Yes, because nothing says 'stealth' like a gun that doubles as a lighthouse. What's next? Adding a choir every time it's fired?"

Celestia snapped her fingers. "Ooh, yes! A celestial choir! Imagine it: Hallelujah! BOOM! Hallelujah! BOOM! It's genius!"

Auratrix groaned. "Please tell me you're joking."

Celestia snapped her fingers, and pieces of the gun began assembling mid-air, floating into position. The frame was sleek and futuristic, reminiscent of a Spartan rifle but engraved with glowing, golden runes that pulsed faintly. " you're just jealous you didn't think of that."

Auratrix just rolled her glowing eyes

"Okay," Celestia said, focusing. "The barrel will be reinforced with Heaven's Forge Steel, so it can handle holy energy blasts without overheating.

Auratrix nodded, her holographic fingers dancing over a console. "Fine, but we should also include an energy dampener. You tend to go overboard with power, and we don't want the wielder accidentally vaporizing the walls—or themselves."

Celestia huffed. "Fine, you win. Dampener included. But I'm adding a secondary mode—light-based homing bullets! They'll chase down targets like guided holy missiles."

Auratrix raised an eyebrow. "Homing bullets? Do you realize how impractical that is? What if the target ducks behind a cover? Are we expecting these divine projectiles to navigate like a GPS?"

"Exactly!" Celestia said, her grin widening. "They'll be like little divine hunters. Cover won't save the wicked from divine retribution!"

Auratrix sighed. "And what happens when one of your 'divine hunters' gets confused and circles back? Are we creating weapons or comedy sketches?"

The gun now hovered in its completed form. It was sleek and deadly, glowing faintly with divine energy. The body was matte white, accented with shimmering gold trim, and the runes glowed a subtle blue. The weapon pulsed with raw power, yet its design was balanced and refined.

Auratrix scanned it, nodding in approval. "Alright, it's not terrible. But what about the auxiliary features? I suggest adding a divine scanner to identify the nature of the target—demonic, corrupted, or otherwise."

Celestia smirked. "Done. And I added a bonus feature: healing rounds."

Auratrix blinked. "Healing rounds?"

"Yup! Imagine this: you're in the middle of a firefight, and your ally is down. BAM! You shoot them, and instead of dying, they're healed! A miracle delivery system, courtesy of yours truly."

Auratrix paused, then let out a laugh. "Okay, I'll admit—that's brilliant. But what happens if the enemy steals it?"

Celestia waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, please. The runes will make it useless to anyone with evil intent. If they try to fire it, it'll just emit a big puff of glitter mixed with itching powder and a disappointed sigh."

Auratrix grinned. "Now that I'd love to see."

Celestia handed the gun to a nearby angel, who looked both honored and tiny bit terrified. "Here, Dina. Go test it out on the practice range."

Dina hesitated. "Uh… does it explode?"

Auratrix smirked. "Only if you're evil."

As Dina hurried off, Celestia turned to Auratrix, a triumphant look on her face. "See? We make a great team. Divine guns, sassy AI, and a touch of holy chaos. What more could Heaven ask for?"

Auratrix chuckled. "Honestly? Less glitter. But hey, you do you, Creator."

The two shared a laugh as they began sketching out their next project: a celestial grenade launcher that played hymns on impact.