DxD: I know…I'm not the real one,just a cheap copy. but...I'd win

"Moebius..."

Unlike usual, Sanguinius didn’t teleport to Cortana in the DxD universe, but to the AI Moebius.

Upon his arrival, the remaining members of the Neo-Citadel’s S.E.N.A. seemed to be discussing some unknown topic.

By glancing at the document lying on the table, he could grasp a bit of the debate’s essence but...

’Building a Sacred Gear is an easily achievable goal, but there’s no rush.’

Sanguinius judges the clones’ actions too hasty, but then again, it’s possible that he’s the problem.

He had also noticed that he’d been having a strange perception of time for a while now.

A phenomenon that seems to have originated after his little tour in Jaehwan’s body and the very nature of that body.

While he was slightly lost in his thoughts and endless mental monologues...

The computer creature appeared on his shoulder.

[A problem, master?]