"Well, you must be wondering how I ended up here… Well, this is my story," said the young albino as he floated in the void.
My name is Yuudai Gojo. I used to be the typical laid-back, carefree, and—above all—good-looking high school guy, hahaha. I didn't like standing out or drawing too much attention.I was smart, but I intentionally kept average grades. I also learned different martial arts, you know, just in case I ever needed to teach someone a lesson.
I didn't have too many friends, but I wasn't a loner either. Like any virgin high school boy, I watched anime—especially the ecchi genre, OBVIOUSLY—among others.A total first-rate hikikomori and otaku.
But one day, when I was about 17, I was walking home from school when I saw a little girl chasing a ball that rolled onto the road. And right then… I saw the worst enemy of every generic reincarnation fanfic in DXD. I whispered under my breath, with a cold, emotionless look:
"Truck-kun."
Two things crossed my mind at that moment: one, I had to save the girl; two, I hoped Truck-kun didn't hit me.
In my mind: (DAMN IT!!! I won't make it in time! Freaking Truck-kun!!!)
I ran as fast as I could, jumped like in Fall Guys, grabbed the girl and held her close, taking the full impact myself, which sent me flying several meters.
When I regained consciousness, I saw the girl with some scrapes and scratches but nothing serious. I let out a sigh of relief… but then the pain hit me like a truck—pun intended—and I coughed up a lot of blood.
(Damn… Yuu, now's not the time to die. Get up…) I told myself, frustrated at my dying body.
(Ahh… Well, at least I saved the girl… Now comes the cliché reincarnation part, where I become overpowered in some random universe… I guess it's not so bad after all…) I thought as darkness claimed me and my life ended.
(And that's how I ended up here…) I complained into the void. "I wanted to die a manly death, and instead I die in the most cliché way possible!"
"HAHAHAHA, calm down, kid. Don't be so mad. You'll get another chance."
Hearing that voice, I thought: (Ohhh, I know who this is. I'm about to pull a Light Yagami here—I swear I'll become the coolest guy in existence.)
"Well, kid, let me introduce myself. I am G—" the old man in white robes began, but I cut him off.
"I know who you are. You're the cliché God, and I've been waiting for you," I said with a confident, slightly arrogant smirk.
"Hey, brat!" he said seriously. (Oh nooo, I made the kitty mad.)
"Yes, yes. You're the cliché God who reincarnates me into another world and grants me wishes," I said, completely nonchalant.
"Mmm…" the old man stroked his beard. "You're quite an interesting brat…"
"Well, are you going to explain the rules, or what?" I asked bluntly.
"Oh, right. Ahem. You're dead, and since you saved me the trouble of explaining everything, I'll make it simple: you can reincarnate into another world, mess with its timeline or events if you want, and I'll grant you three wishes. Actually, since I like you, I'll give you a fourth one."
"I forgot to tell you that—"
"I want to be omniscient," I interrupted.
"YOU INTERRUPTED ME AGAIN!" God shouted, anime vein popping on his forehead.
"Ah, come on…" I muttered as he continued, annoyed: "Anyway, wishes have limits. I can't give you omniscience or omnipresence."
Something inside me snapped. "USELESS GOD!!!" I shouted, pointing at him.
"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME, BRAT?!"
And there we were, forehead to forehead like Natsu and Gray, insulting each other for who knows how long before cooling off.
"Hahaha… Old man, I've never fought with someone for this long before," I said, finally smiling.
"You've got guts talking to a God like that. No mortal's ever dared," he said, half serious, half amused.
"Well, thanks, old man. Now let me think about my wishes."
"Take your time."
(Okay… First, what world? It has to have powerful rivals, top-tier waifus, a weak protagonist I can beat up or steal waifus from… Got it.)
"I've decided, old man!"
"Fine. Tell me your four wishes."
"First, I want to reincarnate in High School DXD, one year before Issei's birth," I said, smirking.
"Granted," he said.
"Second, I want full control over time," I said quickly before he could refuse. "With the condition that manipulating time consumes stored life energy I collect from others when stealing time."
"Fine. That works."
"Third, I want Satoru Gojo's powers from Jujutsu Kaisen."
"Interesting choice. Granted."
"And fourth… I want Yogorecchimatta Kanashimi ni—Chuuya Nakahara's gravity powers."
"Hmm… Okay, granted."
I smirked. (With these powers, I'll be unstoppable.)
"Alright, brat. Go conquer that world," he said, opening a portal.
"Thanks, old man."
"Oh, and brat—mock me like that again, and you're dead next time," he warned darkly.
"Yeah, yeah. Thanks for everything, old man," I said, shaking his hand.
"Now go," he said with a final smile.
"See you!"
I stepped into the portal, grinning.
Inside the portal:
"Alright… First thing on the list:
Conquer the DXD verse."