Alright, author note. This is a new idea of mine, my very first self insert. Because why not?
Anyway I debated when to start this story off, and decided to start with DxD canon. This chapter will just be about five hundred words summing up the situation. I suppose you can say that the real story starts next chapter.
It was either this, or three to five disjointed chapters detailing how I got to be where I am. If there's enough interest I'll write those little stories up separately.
Since this is a self insert I feel as though I should mention that any names, dates, locations etc. have been changed in order to protect both myself and the people I know, because yes I'm a soldier and that means that there are plenty of people that would use my real details to remove my head.
Other than that, please read, enjoy and review.
End author note.
Ever had deja vu? That feeling that you've done something before? I've been getting that a lot these past seventeen years. I know there are some pretty big differences between the UK and Japan, but enough of the experience is close enough for me to get it real bad.
I probably should have expected that, I mean this isn't the first time I've turned seventeen. Though if you count past experience I'm about forty right now.
Confused? Good. I was too. Can you imagine setting off an explosive, losing an arm and a leg, bleeding out in the middle of nowherresville and then waking up as a new born baby? I couldn't until it happened, some days I kinda wish I hadn't experienced it at all.
I should probably start from the beginning, shouldn't I? I'll try to keep it short. My name is Isao Hyoudou, formerly Lance Corporal Smith. Soldier of the British army for about four years starting right after college. I died. I got better. I don't know if it was divine intervention, I was never all that religious to start with, but that was enough for me to start believing in something. And then things got weird.
You see I'm not an only child, I now have a twin brother named Issei. Yeah, I thought he was a weird character to name your kid after as well. Then I met Irina Shidou, of course that's just two names; it's not like two coincidental names can mean anything. When I got my hands on the sword Irina's family were taking care of though, well when that sword started fucking with the laws of physics I couldn't exactly keep my head buried under the sand any longer. Best to assume the worst, I'm stuck in anime world; Highschool DxD would be a good guess, meaning there were some seriously bad things around the corner. So what did I do when I realised that there really might be things that go bump in the night? The same thing I did before I died, I signed up with the guys that bump back. Not as an official member though, there's no way I would have been able to convince my family to accept that; they don't actually know about it yet, so I'm pretty much a freelance knight\exorcist. After the local church church closed down I continued my little training regime with the old padre, he was a retired exorcist himself so he didn't particularly mind helping. Fast forward a few years and I've managed to confirm that I am indeed stuck in the dxd world, as well as collecting a few scars before high school. Which is where I am now.
That's about as short as I can make my story. Of course, all of that's just the prologue. The real story is yet to come.