Rin Shirou Saber Dxd Crossover Astaroth

God plucked one of his creations from his first Earth and gave him a second chance in another one of his Earths...surprise it is in DxD! Now reincarnated as a perverted side character how will our poor protagonist handle his new identity? Well he probably wont make the choices you will want him to, that's for sure!

Nach Jahrhunderten der Herrschaft über die Unterwelt mit erschreckender Macht stirbt Lilith in einer epischen Schlacht, nur um in der Menschenwelt wiedergeboren zu werden. Aber anstatt einer großartigen Wiedergeburt als Königin der Dunkelheit wird sie als etwas viel Gewöhnlicheres wiedergeboren - als Sekretärin. Anstatt zu verzweifeln, findet Lilith dieses neue Leben amüsant. Wer würde schließlich vermuten, dass der Teufel selbst einen 9-to-5-Job ausübt? In ihrer neuen Realität angekommen, nimmt Lilith ihre Rolle an, lebt in einer luxuriösen Wohnung und arbeitet fleißig in ihrem Büro. Obwohl ihre teuflischen Instinkte schwer zu unterdrücken sind, ist sie entschlossen, die perfekte Sekretärin zu sein. Aber wenn Menschen sie zu weit treiben, kommt der Teufel in ihr noch zum Vorschein. Als ein Creep im Büro es wagt, sie auf die falsche Weise anzusehen, richtet sie ruhig ihren Blick auf ihn. "Wenn du weiter so starrst, zeige ich dir, wie sich ein gebrochenes Handgelenk anfühlt." Der Mann huscht schnell davon und lässt Lilith mit einem zufriedenen Grinsen zurück. Selbst das reiche, verwöhnte Mädchen aus der Buchhaltung ist nicht sicher vor ihrem Zorn. "Du denkst, du kannst mich herumschubsen, nur weil du Geld hast? Ich habe für weniger ganze Königreiche niedergebrannt. Fordere mich nicht heraus." Sie sagt dies mit einem ruhigen Lächeln, ihre Augen gefährlich funkelnd. Der Tag ging so weiter - Creeps in ihre Schranken weisen, unhöfliche Erbinnen in ihre Schranken weisen und die makellose Sekretärin sein, die sie sein wollte. Aber natürlich hatte ihr Chef - der CEO - ein Auge auf sie geworfen, neugieriger denn je. Und während das gesamte Büro sie vielleicht fürchtete oder sich über sie wunderte, blieb sie selig gleichgültig. Das machte Spaß. Und sie war nicht hier, um irgendjemanden außer sich selbst zu beeindrucken. Wer hätte gedacht, dass es so... interessant sein könnte, Sekretärin zu sein?

Long ago, a sect of swordsmen known as the Sword of Logos protected the Almighty Book, a powerful tome of history that contains everything known to man; myths, creatures, stories, science, technology, and the evolution of human civilization. However thousands of years ago, a traitor working for the Megid tried to steal it for himself. As a result, the Book vanished and each of its pages scattered across the world. Present-day, a young girl named Artoria Pendragon has been having dreams of another dimension where she witnessed swordsmen and monsters coming out of a storybook.

Reencarnado en DxD

He was only eight when the sky burned above his village. Hidden beneath the ashes of a forgotten massacre, Rin has spent four long years surviving on whispers, shadows, and the remnants of a map his father left behind. The world calls him a ghost, a wandering orphan. But beneath the boy’s silence lies a storm. When fate leads him to a masked traveler and an ancient symbol etched in royal armor, Rin is drawn into a web of old sects, buried powers, and a kingdom that fears what it cannot control. Vengeance is not his only path—there are truths that bleed, swords that remember, and names that were never meant to be spoken aloud. In a world where strength is worshiped and betrayal hides behind every smile, Rin must choose: will he remain a shadow… or become the storm that consumes the light?

Ela só queria comprar pão. Mas bastou um tropeço, uma batata caída... e tudo mudou. A vida de uma jovem comum vira de cabeça para baixo quando, ao ajudar uma senhora no mercado, ela desperta em um lugar completamente desconhecido. Agora, longe da rotina entediante e cercada por mistérios, ela terá que descobrir: por que foi parar ali, quem ela realmente é… e o que há de tão especial naquela batata brilhante.

In a tragic turn of events, Rin Grace, an ordinary individual caught up in his daily routine, found himself involved in a heated argument that spiraled out of control. As emotions intensified, Rin stumbled backward, lost his footing, and inadvertently fell into the path of oncoming traffic. In a heart-stopping moment, a car sped toward him, and the driver was unable to react in time, resulting in a devastating collision that left Rin unconscious and sprawled on the asphalt. At the same time, in a parallel world, Misha Minari, a skilled assassin whose life was filled with shadowy encounters and dangerous missions, found himself in a life-threatening situation. During a high-stakes job that had spiraled out of control, Misha was struck by a bullet. The sharp pain and sudden darkness quickly plunged him into unconsciousness. Fortunately, reality shifted, and he awoke in a stark, sterile hospital room, surrounded by the beeping of medical equipment. Disoriented, he turned his head to see an unfamiliar figure standing at his bedside, their expression a mix of concern and curiosity. "You seem to be fine. Next time, don't run out in front of my car. I will be handling the bill. Take care, Mr. Grace." The man said rudely as the door closes behind him. That man was none other than Jay Fenrick, the Crown Prince himself. Misha felt confused and uncertain. He looked around, trying to make sense of his surroundings, but everything was too bewildering. Suddenly, he noticed something strange—his hands looked different. In fact, they didn't seem like his hands at all. Misha rushed over to a nearby mirror, and, to his horror, he saw a stranger staring back at him. It was clear that he was no longer in his own body; he was someone else entirely. So, What happened to Misha? Who is Rin Grace and How the hell did Misha end up as the Crown Prince's bodyguard?

In a land shrouded in darkness and betrayal, Erevan’s life is shattered when Lord Malric’s forces burn his homeland and slaughter his family. Driven by grief and a thirst for justice, Erevan becomes a ghost, wandering the wilderness and learning to wield forbidden shadows under the tutelage of a mysterious sorcerer. As he delves deeper into the dark arts, Erevan’s quest for vengeance becomes intertwined with a greater destiny rooted in his ancient bloodline—descendants of celestial sorcerers cursed and blessed with unimaginable power. Haunted by visions of a lost heritage, Erevan uncovers secrets buried in the ruins of an ancient temple, revealing that his bloodline carries a divine yet dangerous legacy. His ancestors fought a primordial force of chaos—the Shadow King—and their bloodline is a conduit of both light and darkness. Erevan must navigate a treacherous world of courtly deception and political intrigue, infiltrating Malric’s court to dismantle his tyranny from within. As Erevan’s power grows, so does the threat of succumbing to the corrupting influence of his ancestral darkness. With enemies closing in and allies turning traitor, Erevan must confront his own bloodline’s legacy—embracing his destiny as either a savior or a destroyer. In a world where shadows threaten to swallow all, Erevan’s journey becomes a fight not only for revenge but for the salvation of his soul and the fate of the realm itself.

After a long time out of service the mercenary is back and this time in a world full of Oppai wait what whose idea was it again.

This is the story of a boy thrust into another world with nothing but a system that isn't present most of the time

This is a short story that will tie into my main story, its gonna be around 3 or 4 chapters.

This is my fanfiction about Shirou Emiya.... about his troubles... about his life as a..... about his unknown future but past ..... about his... im........

idk

Morí y terminé conociendo a tres diosas. Me dieron la oportunidad de reencarnar y también me dieron tres deseos. ¿Tal vez me convertiré en un Rey? o ¿Tal vez algo más grande?

SABER-1 is more than a soldier— he is a reflection of the choices made in the face of annihilation and the sacrifices required to carry the weight of hope. A lone figure forged in the crucible of relentless warfare, his existence straddles the line between man and machine, embodying both the potential and the peril of humanity's technological evolution. His hulking frame, adorned armor marred by countless battles, evokes awe and fear in equal measure. Yet, beneath the reinforced plating and glowing visor lies the ghost of a man, burdened by the weight of his mission and the impossible expectations placed upon him. SABER-1’s story is one of paradox. He is humanity’s greatest savior and its most chilling reminder of what desperation can create. But with each victory, a haunting question lingers: where does the man end, and the machine begin? As the lines blur, SABER-1 becomes an enigma—a figure of unparalleled strength and relentless determination, whose actions echo far beyond the battlefield, forcing humanity to reckon with what it means to survive and what it means to be human.

It’s my fist time writing. Prob bad but I hope you help me improve . Not doing this serious just for fun.

Failing exams was one thing. But repeating a grade was a whole new level of 'one thing'. And the next one was a petition for dismissal, a soon-to-be new next level of 'one thing'. That's my school life and I'm only in high school. Everyone was having the best time of their youth while I enjoyed running in my little hamster wheel of a pathetic course of existence. Well, what can I say, life's complicated when you are an Otaku. "And I don't need a boy to mess up my life tenfold more than how it is now." Or so I thought...? Book Cover by se_chi (Yours truly)