This adds a massive layer of "Epic Fantasy" to the story! Now Alexander isn't just a rich heir—he's a legendary warrior (Reinhardt) who has already saved the world once. The fact that he's waking up after being cheated on by Malty makes his "new" life feel like a total insult to his past glory.
Alexander's eyes snapped open. His head felt like a giant had used it as a drum.
Reinhardt Aurelius Runcandel. The name echoed in his mind. He remembered the smell of ozone, the taste of blood, and the blinding light of the Outer Gods as he threw his life away to protect his lovers. But then, a second set of memories flooded in: Alexander Argus Runcandel. The "weak" heir. The boy who lost his parents at ten. The boy currently being treated like a doormat by a girl named Malty.
On the Inside (The System):
[Emergency Reboot: Soul Synchronization 100%]
[Host: Reinhardt / Alexander]
[Internal Thought: Wait... what? I died. I'm pretty sure I died. Is this the afterlife? If so, why does it smell like lavender laundry detergent? And why am I in a bed that costs more than a small kingdom?]
As Alex tried to process if he was in a dream or a reincarnation, the massive double doors of his room swung open. Two women walked in, and Alexander nearly fell out of his bed.
'Grayfia Lucifuge? And... Sylpha Langlis?' his mind screamed. 'What is this? A crossover fanfic? Why am I in High School DxD? And why is the world's strongest maid accompanied by the fastest swordswoman from another world?'
The "Voice" Broadcast:
Throughout the Runcandel estate—and even miles away in Kuoh—the "Inner Voice" roared to life in the minds of specific women.
Rias (at the Gremory House): "Wait... High School D-what? Crossover? Alexander, what are you talking about?!"
Venelana (sipping tea): "'World's strongest maid?' He certainly has a high opinion of Grayfia. How charming."
The Language Barrier
In the room, Grayfia and Sylpha froze. They had heard his "voice" before, but this was different. It was louder, sharper, and filled with names they didn't recognize.
Grayfia, concerned, spoke in the High Tongue of the Underworld (Old Devil Language). "Young Master, thy soul seems turbulent. Dost thou require a healer?"
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Is... is she speaking in tongues? Is Grayfia learning a new language? Is this a hobby? "Dost thou?" What is she, a Shakespearean actor?]
Sylpha bit her lip, her eyes wide. She looked at Grayfia. He thinks we're practicing a hobby? Grayfia realized the "Sync" must have messed with his head. She switched back to standard speech, her voice trembling slightly. "Master... are you alright? You were unconscious yesterday on the school grounds. Rias brought you home."
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Oh, right. The school grounds. I remember now. I saw Malty—the girl I was supposed to marry—making out with Issei Hyoudou behind the gym. He was literally 'boosing' her. It was pathetic. Honestly? I'm kind of glad. It means I don't have to marry that walking trash-fire anymore. I can finally focus on getting my Reinhardt strength back.]
The "Fine" Mask
Grayfia and Sylpha stood paralyzed. They heard his absolute disgust for Malty and, more importantly, his strange desire to "get his strength back."
Alexander looked up, a calm, chillingly beautiful smile on his face—the smile of a man who had faced Outer Gods and won.
"I am fine, Grayfia. Sylpha," he said smoothly. "In fact, I've never felt better. Thank you for looking after me."
The two maids nodded mechanically and walked out of the room. The moment the door shut, Sylpha grabbed Grayfia's arm.
"He called Malty a 'walking trash-fire'!" Sylpha whispered, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "And he called us the world's strongest! Grayfia, our Young Master isn't just 'fine'... he's awake!"
Grayfia adjusted her glasses, her cheeks slightly pink. "He called me 'World's Strongest Maid.' We must ensure he never regrets that title. But first... we need to tell Lord Darius that the Young Master's 'Inner Voice' has become... much more interesting."
Alexander's Inner Voice (Distantly):
[Internal Thought: Wait, I wonder if Rias Gremory is as busty in person as she was in the—OH SHIT, I shouldn't think that! Bad Reinhardt! Bad!]
Rias (in her room): "ALEXANDER?!"