The forest around you seemed peaceful, but you weren't fooled. You could feel it in the air: a vibrant energy saturating every leaf, every stone. This world was a battlefield of titanic forces. Angels, demons, and fallen angels waged war for control while humans lived in ignorance of the conflicts unfolding around them.
You started walking, letting your instincts and newfound power guide you. With every step, you felt the ground recognize your presence, the world itself trembling as if acknowledging your arrival. Soon, you came across a small human village. Simple, insignificant in your eyes, but it served to confirm something crucial: the world around you was exactly as you had read about.
"High School DxD," you murmured, recalling the stories from the anime and manga. But this wasn't mere entertainment. It was real. The demons, angels, and sacred artifacts weren't just fiction. And you weren't just a spectator.
As you evaluated your situation, a group of figures emerged from the forest. Their appearance was unmistakable: demons. They belonged to a lesser faction, their horns and wings revealing their lineage. They were led by a man with an arrogant expression and a cruel smile.
"Who are you?" the leader demanded, his voice dripping with disdain. "You don't seem like an ordinary human, but neither are you a demon. What kind of creature are you?"
You didn't respond immediately. You watched as the other demons surrounded you, trying to intimidate you. It was almost comical. You extended a hand, and a sphere of black and golden energy formed in your palm.
"Who am I?" you repeated, a twisted smile playing on your lips. "I am someone who doesn't need to explain anything to inferior beings like you."
Before they could react, you unleashed the sphere. The ensuing explosion was devastating. The demons were torn apart, their screams drowned out by the deafening roar. Only the leader remained standing, though severely injured.
"A god… here?" he murmured, terror filling his eyes as his body began to disintegrate.
You didn't answer. You simply watched as he vanished, feeling a strange satisfaction. But you knew what that action meant. Your presence was now known. The demons serving the great houses, the angels in their golden heavens, and the fallen angels in their endless pursuit of power—all would know that something new and dangerous had arrived.
Later, as you walked along a dusty path, you felt a more significant presence approaching. It was them: Rias Gremory's group. You recognized the red-haired demoness immediately, flanked by Akeno, Kiba, Koneko, and the infamous Issei Hyoudou. Though they appeared confident, their expressions shifted when they saw you.
"Who are you?" Rias demanded, her tone firm and authoritative.
You stopped, letting your divine aura fill the air. The birds ceased their singing, and an oppressive sensation spread like an invisible wave. "Who am I?" you said slowly, savoring their unease. "I am the beginning of something new. Something none of you can stop."
Issei stepped forward, clenching his fists as his Boosted Gear activated. "I don't know who you think you are, but if you're here to cause trouble, I'll stop you right here and now!"
You laughed. A deep, mocking laugh. "You, a pawn of a demon, think you can stop me? You're an insect playing with borrowed toys."
Before Issei could attack, you raised a single finger, and a burst of energy struck him, sending him flying several meters back. It wasn't a lethal attack, just a warning. But it was enough for the rest of the group to understand the vast difference in power.
"This isn't a fight you can win," you said, turning to leave. "But don't worry. You'll have your chance to face me… when the time comes."
Without waiting for a response, you disappeared into the shadows, leaving Rias Gremory's group behind, confused and terrified by what they had witnessed.
You knew this was only the beginning. The world of High School DxD was filled with challenges, but you weren't part of its balance. You were an anomaly, a force destined to alter the fate of every faction. And you were determined to shape this world in your image, no matter how many would fall in the process.