Lady Kitsune's Fox Garden [Vulpine Spanner, Garden of the Gods, DXD, Overlord]

LKFG 01

Lady Kitsune's Fox Garden

01: A Most EVIL introduction~

Disclaimer:

This is a story written by KitsuneObsessedFreak and HiddenMaster, commissioned by Hurricain.

This story will feature, in no particular order: capitalism, dead gods, violence, sexual situations and humor, immature humor, drinking, drugs, drug making, drug peddling, really if there is a drug than Walter White would be proud of our main characters.

Come on, this is a massive multi cross of bullshittery. There's going to be a lot of stuff, from DxD's frequent bouts into racy shots and absolute horror to light hearted jokes and heart warming stuff and everything in between. If you aren't a fan of mass crossovers, characters trying to make the best farm they can, or slice of life, this story is not for you.

If you identify anything happening in the story as from X thing, do not expect it to follow the same lines of canon. We're making a story here, and bend things a bit. We're not rigid because if we were none of this would remotely work.

Arisaka Niwashi had settled into her Avatar in the world of YGGDRASIL for one last go.

She wanted to be the last person to cast a spell in game, the last one recorded doing an action that meant something, in the confines of the code. And she was going to do this, by making the World Tree bloom one last time, with her special ability she had gained as a Daughter of Inari with the hidden class Nature Goddess granted to her.

Niwashi had spent many years reasearching, building towards and desperately paying thousands of yen for cosmetics and items and permanent buffs, all chasing the perfect build that would lead to her getting the ultimate farming class, as a Kitsune.

As for why? It was kinda depressing really.

Her family ran a synthetic gruel company. One that sold re-processed food to the masses for cheap, at a fraction of the cost some of the more premium options would charge, with what she was assured were less carcinogens than the vast majority of other companies would package in their foods.

But less didn't mean none. And she always had a sad sort of fondness for the pictures of various farms from the twentieth century.

Oh how she longed to work in the dirt and mud, to plant a delicious plant and have it grow into something wonderful. But alas, it was not to be.

Instead, she would show people her magnum opus, the spell she had worked on with the Devs for one, final purpose. [Grand Blossoming of Nativity]. A super-tier spell that would ensure that any dying plant would be given the energy to grant one, final harvest and enough seeds to continue it's legacy.

It was a spell that she would cast, and finally be able to enjoy the image of, for the last ten seconds of the game. Which she did, just as expected.

It was a beautiful image, her inventory received a singular seed as she watched flowers bloom across the world tree, with no one there to see the end of the game but her, flying near the city of Asgard. And yet, when she closed her eyes, expecting to see the end credits when she opened them again as the timer ran out, she instead opened them to something that made her heart jump into her throat.

"What?" she asked, looking down upon the well-trodden earth, breathing the immaculately fresh air, and feeling the rays of a genuine sun beating down upon her freckled, alabaster skin. "What in the world?"

Looking around the vast landscape, she spotted a walled village, with people farming and trolls guarding them and immediately saw one Lupusregina Beta, and exclaimed to herself "Oh fuck, oh shit, please god not them! Those fucking trolls! I hate them!"