Ch: 1

"Stay on your lanes! You morons!" Shouted a musty looking man.

Holding his cellphone, the man keep shouting profanities, and the phone looks like it's about to break due to his frustration at his "Uncooperative" Teammates

His whole body is shaking in frustration, beads of sweat form on his forehead. bags under his eyes from lack of sleep. His whole room is in mess cans of energy drinks litter his desk.

"DEFEAT"

"Fuck-" the man slammed the table. Putting his phone down, hands covering his face.

"That was my 5th lose-" standing up he goes to the window, " Fucking hell, I can't with this game no more."

Spitting his saliva out of the window. He took his phone and sits on the window. Opening Spotify he plays his song.

Looking at the sunset the man couldn't help but say

"What has my life become."

Scrolling, he opens messenger. Looking through the messages between him and his girlfriend. Mindlessly scrolling and reading all of it he reminisce the good memories he has with his girlfriend.

His girlfriend broke up with him because of his addiction to smoking and his frequent episodes. He tried to stop but he can't he's too far in all of his friends tried to help but he's unwillingness to change cause them to understandingly leave him.

So here he is, rotting in this room, with no goals or any aspirations the thing makes wake up on the morning is playing video games

But that's merely a distraction. the more this man stays here the more his mind will rot.

The man know his pathetic situation and that's makes him feel worse knowing the flaws you but unable(unwilling) to change theme can slowly crash one's soul.

As he sits on the window looking to the streets down below he contemplates of why not end it all? But he's a coward he don't know why he's afraid.

He don't know why still living this pathetic sad pitiful life. He got noting to live for so why he's still here?

To continue and be a waste of oxygen. Yeah, the man is weak. When his girlfriend leave he immediately give up not even trying to better himself and continuing this sad excuse of a life

Always finding excuses to not do not anything productive playing games that makes him more miserable.

"Ha-," the man laugh at his pitiful state. Removing the headphones in his ears.

'There's no point in thinking about it,' the man went to his bed.

He lay down suppressing all those negative thoughts

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*BEEP!*

*BEEP!*

*BEEP!*

The sound of his alarm clock pounded my ears. Reaching for it I slammed my open palm at the annoying device.

My head hurts like hell! I shouldn't have stayed up so late. I massage my the sides of my forehead but the pain wouldn't go away.

I stood up. But a ringing sound hits my air, dizziness engulf my mind. Fuck what is happening to me?

A warm liquid run down my nose, I'm having a nosebleed?

Going to the bathroom I struggled to maintain my balance holding the walls for support I kneel down besides the toilet and puke the contents of my stomach.

"What's happening to m- Arghh!!!"

I sit beside the toilet. The dizziness and headache has gotten worse, and my vision is full on blurry.

Am I dying?

My mind fully lose consciousness

The darkness engulf the entirety of my vision.

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"Where am I?" I asked to myself.

My vision has started to clear up, and what I see is nothing but pure blinding white. There's nothing here. I tried walk to find something, but because of the environment I feel like I'm not moving.

As I tried to move, a sudden realization made me stop.

"I'm dead… yes, that's right but how?" thinking for a while I remember a article I read.

"Dizziness, headache, a ringing sound, nosebleed… Gas poisoning!" I shouted.

"Hehehe~ what a way to die huh? Not even an explosion that killed me."

Well there's no use in thinking about it now.

"So, is this the afterlife? It's more boring then I expected."

There's no God who bring judgment upon me? I'm that pathetic huh.

*BOOM!*

A loud crash breaks the silence. I jumped out of surprise, quickly regaining my composure head immediately turn towards the direction of the sound.

What greeted me is a fucking strange yet familiar sight.

"Is that fucking sloth machine?" I voice out my confusion.

I go towards it, examining it it seems to your run of the mill sloth machine but instead of having number as the possible results it instead have words.

"Sharinggan, mjolnir, nen- wait! are those fictional powers?" recognizing all those words, I couldn't contain my surprise.

It's like one of those fanfic I read in my free time.

My non-existent mouth grinned in excitement. Wasting no time, I immediately held the lever and pull in glee.

I watch in anticipation as the slots spins through all the possible results. The rotation gradually slow down, and stopped at…

"Pyrokinesis(Fire Force)"

"Pyrokinesis… I can work with that!" Pyrokinesis, the ability to control fire, " So, is that it? Am I going-"

A intense heat engulf my body and I was shaking in pain. My breath? Became hot like a blow torch, and I feel my eyes? Melting, The intense thermal shock made my consciousness black out

But it returned in an instant.

Crouching in all fours I gripped my chest in agony.

"What the fuck was that!?"

Panting I looked up where the machine was, but something changed. The sloth is no longer there instead replace by a roulette wheel.

Getting up, I inspect the wheel. The option instead of abilities now became the name of worlds.

Reading some of it, I see some familiar names like: naruto, Dbz, dc, marvel. Realizing that this is the part where I will be isekei'd

I immediately grabbed the small ball, and throw in excitement, but turn to dread when I see some horrifying possible worlds.

Knelling I prayed, "don't be warhammer-don't be warhamme-don't be warhammer!"

The wheel stopped. And I get up in nervousness looking where the ball landed.

"Highschool dxd? That's sound extremly familiar… wait-!" realizing the world I was both relief and terrified. Relief that it's not berserk, terrified that it's dxd.

The anime did no justice to how terrifying this world can be; the possible threats are immensely powerful: trihexa, great red, ophis and more. And I'm pretty sure that the only reason Issei survived them is because of plot armor.

But, if I played my cards right I could survive if I stay low and not interfering with the canon(doubt)

Thinking for a safe plan to survive in this land of dragons and titties, I concluded that I stay low until I get the hang of my pyrokinetic abilities.

Done with the planing, I nervously waited to be transported.

"Come on! Get started already!" my nervous shout was answered by a tear in space.

The tear got bigger, and what come out was I gigantic hand. Gripping my whole body I passed by the sheer force of the gripped.

When the hand retreated back into portal with my whole body, I world of darkness is all I see.

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"Matsuda! Wake up!"

A pissed off voice attacked my ears, as I almost jumped out from my sit.

My vision is still blurry, but I can make out a large person in front of me.

Rubbing my eyes, my eyes cleared up and what greeted is a pissed off old dude.

"Did you sleep well Matsuda," the old geezer mockingly said

Where am I? My mind is still in a messed from that fucking hand! I rubbed my head in irritation.

Huh?

As I touch my head, something feel missing…

"No way…"

The realization hit me.

Where's my damn hair! There's nothing up there! My precious luscious hair!

But my rage was stopped when the old geezer hit my bald-ass head with his ruler.

"Matsuda! The nerve you have sleeping in my class!" the old man angrily said. The old man adjusted his glasses.

"So if you're sleeping you must know what I was discussing right?" the elder grinned, " So if you already know, can you answer the problem on the bored right?"

I tried to protest but immediately shut off.

"Now."

"Okay, okay, okay," still confused, I go toward the board.

As I walk to the board, I couldn't help but notice that the room is all girls, like there's only three boys. And all of them a look at me with disgust?

Aside my confusion, I look at the board for the problem, I mean how hard can it be? I assume this a high school right, the problem is math.

Shit.

Goddammit! It's all numbers, letters, graphs and shit!. I can't solve this, I already forget all the useless shit they teach us in high school.

I stood there like a statue, beads of sweat form in my shaved head.

The students covered their mouth trying not to laugh, besides the two boys although the one with the glasses tried to tell me the answers via hand, but my dumbass don't know that shit.

I turn my head towards the teacher, a helpless smile plaster my face.

"So, Matsuda, what's the answer?" the old teacher said with no emotion on his face.

"…"

Sighing in defeat I said,

"Umm… I don't know teach, hehe-" I awkwardly scratch the back of bald head(I'm still not over it!)

A vain appeared in his forehead, and his face contorted in anger. He throws his ruler at me but I ducked immediately, this seem to pissed off the geezer more.

The class was outright laughing now.

"Detention NOW!"

But I didn't care, my mind is still in a daze. So, many question litters my mind. A slight headache is still present.

What world was I transported? I tried remembering but my head hurt like ass.

I stopped beside the window trying to catch composure. I looked towards my reflection,

And what greeted me was a familiar face.

Grasping my forehead in disbelief, I squint my eyes to make sure what I was seeing was real.

"One of the perverted trio… dxd, Matsuda-" saying the name triggered the memories of the original Matsuda to resurface.

To his childhood and now, I feel every emotion the this kid felt through out his life. Causing a headache that feels like being hit by a mallet repeatedly.

Although I didn't scream, it still caught the passing students, though no one tried to help me instead backing away.

"What kind of fucked u-" I didn't finish my curse, as the headache got worse. The pain I felt is similar to that of my death.

My vision got dimmer and dimmer.

"Matsuda!" the sound of footsteps getting closed in cry of my friends faded echoed in my ear.

I fell down the floor and my mind shut off.

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