==Authors Note==

You know, after reading over 500 works of fanfiction and having difficulty finding another thing to read to make my existence in school a little bit more bearable...I finally decided to try my luck and write once again. First few tries are my shame and sorry which I will forever to remind me every single time I look at my fucking list of stories… Bears… that right there are pieces of crap you just wrote. Well here's another load of crap just served at the right temperature for your eyes to feast on. Fueled by 90's music, boredom, and flat out hatred for some fics is a crap fest worthy to be read by veterans of Sturgeons Law

Now for the general warning…. !WARNING! Self-insert heed thy words and yee with flaming toungue's be burning Comment burg with words that are righteous in one way or another! MATURE CONTENT ahoy! Yarrrr! For this be a DxD fic and what be a DxD fic without Oppai, Echhi and Harems.

General disclaimer: The author is not responsible for any triggers or frothing to be experienced in the fic. The author also doesn't own Highschool DxD and is merely a fan who wish to build upon the glorious work such as Highschool DxD

P.S. First chapter would be 1st POV but 2nd POV chapter would be second just incase any f**kt**rd complaining to how much first person view sucks. Yeah and edited some of the errors here in this chappie. I need somebody to help me proffread my work

==END OF AUTHORS NOTE==

Hmmmm so how do I start this? You may have heard of Self Inserts right? Well if you haven't then I'll have to ask if you live in a rock…joking aside my situation right now could be described at that. You heard that right. Yes I am what could be called a Self-insert universe and not just any universe but the one of the most if not the most erotic animes out there, the Highschool DxD world(funny thing was I didn't even now I was in the DxD verse well unto my hundredth birthday... thank god for long lives!) and with Lady Lucks ever so loving generosity, I was reborn as a Tengu. Yay great for me… that is until you hear about these three problems

Well first of all Yokais for the lack of word are generally non existent for most part of the DxD verse as a faction. Yes there were Yokai's mentioned and featured but thats just it. The Yokais are just so nonexistent that even the Humans, mostly the church that is, are a bigger and stronger faction by a large degree. B-b-but Yokai's are strong and weild immense supernatural powers! Shhh! Shhhhh shut your trap cause see here. Humans have several things that Yokais have namely Numbers, Allies from heaven above and mother fucking Sacred Gears. B-but I said shut your mouth cause I'm not done talking here. Humans have Yokai hunters and they are in great numbers even if they weren't ever mentioned in the anime because in a Supernatural Universe, humans are bound to have a monster exterminating group dedicated for killing monsters as humans.

Sweet baby jesus now for the second reason. The odds are just basically stacked against me. I'm born in a poor remote Yokai village in Southern Hokkaido, in a farming family. My new father and mother, though are former retainers of the local Yokai warlord, are both crippled in the sense that their wings were clipped. The former due to a having a enemy tengu from a rival group crippling his wing while he was trying to carry my mother away from the battle due to stabbed in the belly while the later as a punishment by the Yokai warlord my parents were serving because the Yokai warlord lost the battle due to not having my father at his side. With the crippling of his most powerful warrior and said warriors abandonment of him in the battle field, the Yokai warlord decided to personally clip my mothers wing as a reminder for cowardice. As the son of a coward and cripples… you're not exactly the most popular kid in the playground and this is Japan were talking about so I'm the favorite target for the bullies and trouble. Lets just say that people hate my guts for what my parents have done. Even with my potential to become powerful, with no one to teach me, my climb to power would be next to a crawl. There's a limit to how fast you can learn with an unfamiliar power until you need some sort of help... that is unless your progidy of some sort which I'm sadly not. Magic would have been a whole lot easier but this is the supernatural power of the Yokais which is a whole nother can of worms. So now I'm alone since nobody wants to be my friend and in I'm the lowest of the low in terms of social standing in Yokai society or just Japanese society as whole.

Now for the third and most important part to why my current situation as a Tengu would be the time. Not the time in clocks dumbass but the year WHICH if my guess on the situation of the people would be several hundred years in the past... right smack in the middle of the Feudal Japan. Welcome to Yokai Hell and Heaven where people know you exist fearing you and trying to kill you at the same time. There are hundreds of these Yokai hunters roaming round the country slaughtering ugly random yokai's to sexy Yuki-Onnas. These monsters, yes I'm calling them monsters, will kill, without hesitation, both Yokais and people who have collaborated with Yokai's to cleanse them of their sins. Remember when I said my parents were farmers? Yeah since its feudal Japan, we're what you call filty peasants on top of people wanting to kill us.

Well that's why my life sucks right now. Now since I'm done with my short rant about much my life(well fuck me for being an angsty whining bitch) I'll tell you the story on how the events before I was reborn here since every story just need bit of prologue. Because I know you're all tired of the constant accidents that happens before every story… I'll try to make this as short, entertaining and story telling as I was talking to a five years old. OHHHHHH LOOK STAGE! FINISHED SCHOOL WITH PRETTY MEDAL AND PAPER! YAY NO MORE SCHOOL! ALLAH AKBHAR! OHHHH SHII! BOOOOOMMMMM SPLADOOOSSSHHHH! SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT DEADS!

I can honestly say that I'm probably the only person to ever stand infront of suicide bomber with enough to plastic explosives(yes… the person was even wearing a jacket with C4 on it plus he was the photographer) to blow the roof of a house higher in the air than Wiz Khalifa and Snoop dog combine and lived another day to tell the day. He… but seriously the experience was every bit as horrifying as it was it was funny if you explain in like five. One moment you were there then your not just there but everywhere… hehe that rhymes! I should save that for later but I still have a story to tell so just ignore my random musing. Death was painful just right before you lose all coherent thought. It was as if time slowed down to a point where that moment before death felt like hours. Thankfully, after what felt like forever… the sweet bliss of nothingness or was it the feeling of floating in amniotic fluid? Meehhhh lets just save that though for later since what was important is the reader reading about how I spent nine months the tiny cramped space of my mothers womb. Disgusting and oddlly relaxing to be inside… yes its relaxing to be in and I'm honest enough to admit it.

Being born again wasn't a particularly pleasant experience so I'm going to spare you of the disgustig details but I will tell you that both mother and child are having a bad time. Squeezing to a hole that's not really intended for something the size of a babies head is a very unpleasant feeling. Really, go try squeezing yourself to something tight.

Now the time as a baby was something is just plain bad. Your hand eye coordination is bust, your balance is going topsy turvy and you're a baby meaning you're a mean pooping peeing biological pain in the ass for both yourself and your poor parents. Well atleast I have my twin to suffer with. Ohhh right forgot to tell you that I have a twin, yes.., your own personal doppelganger. My twin is technically me but at the same time a seprate entity. We are same in mind but same time we are not. It's a hard to explain but it could be describe that we are connected in mind and soul. We feel what the other feel and things like that. Yeah its awesome but at the same time something we want to curse. Try barfing at the same time with that kind connection. Yeah as my bro describe would be something that you really don't want to feel. It's the feeling of barfing squared. We hate it but at the same time we love it due to how useful it would be in the future.

For the food….ummmm you know…breast milk with breast….yeah. It's awkward as fucking hell sucking on your mothers tits while she's looking at you… its weird as it sound but babies have to feed and I will tell you my father was a lucky man…and a breast man at that since my twin is tasting a bit of alcohol on the left breast….damn it pops… breast are for babies so leave it as is! It's hard enough for us to feed on them and knowing that your father was also feeding makes it infinitely worst. Breast are also good pillows and with my mothers bountiful assets… sweet sweet bliss. Ahhhh yeah… nothing could truly compare to mothers warmth.

Learning was also infinitely easier as a child which is a god send cause learning Japanese without the extreme learning capacity of a child would be a pain in the ass. Pops was extremely happy boasting about how we probably inherit our intelligence but mom seems to argue that she was the one whom our intelligence came from. We don't understand a word they say but we felt it and from the tone and way they talk, it was easy to conclude it as such.

Hmmm it seems that me and my brothers' connection with each other gave us a bit of mild empathy. Looks like lady lucks smiling again. Plus we have cool names! Not dumb names like seaweed or something. Ryu and Rai. We love our name. Hmmm your wondering why we don't have family names? Well our family name was stricken of the records due to Pops "cowardice and betrayal". T'was full of shit and made a note to self to always tell pops that he's brave and strong in the future but we wont find about this information till much much later.

I was always lucky and it seems that in this universe, the blessing of Lady Luck has followed and continued showering me with blessings. Never did broke a mirror in my old life and at multiple time dropped my Laptop and Tablet but never did the screens cracked. You could say I have the Devils Luck. Passed the test for a prestigious university with minimal study, check. Passed said university with honors, check. Dying in graduation….not so much but you could say that being reborn to the DxD verse could be lucky. A random funny story, I did accidentaly droped a mirror on the floor...ot landed in a carpet. Lady luck have I ever told you how much I love you?

We spoke our first word and walked in the first year of our life and were already speaking somewhat coherently at age 2. Needless to say, our parents were gushing over us. Yeah we developed fast and were sent to the rice field earlier… In my old life, I was an Agribiotech graduate(that graduation counts even if I died there) so we know how most of the work in the farm is done. Our parents were gushing over us but they didn't baby us. They treated us as if were grownups by the time we were speaking coherently and sent us to the field to hand weed. It wasn't fun since we didn't know how to use the wings in our back… plus it's a pain keeping them spread out so as to not touch the mud while we pulled the weed. We worked faster than we could have ever do in our old life despite being way way younger. Yokai physiology specifically Tengu's made us fast and we did worked fast. We felt so light and agile that we fell like we were the wind when we moved. Pops was way faster though since he finished he his part and taunting us after an hour. His part of the field consisted of several dozen patches and Pops just breezed thru them in an hour. While we only had about 5 paddies to clear and even with our enhanced speed we took 2 hours.

Yeah so we worked early but we never complained. We did what we were told to the best of our abilities and strived to improve upon them. I was already a bit of an ass to my parents in the my old life so as a sort of penance we had agreed to make sure we pleased out parents this time. The only time we did complained was during our 4th birthday when ma and pops told us they were going to teach us how to fly. We were ecstatic at first but our excitement was quickly replaced with dread and fear when our parents took us to the cliffs just south of the village… yeah parents have no wings so how were they going to teach us how to fly? Nope not going to show us… we just had to be thrown off the cliff. It was both the most terrifying and our most unforgettable moment Iwe ever had in our years here in this life. We learned to fly but we almost crashed against the spiky rocks below the cliff.

We never did left for the village in the first few years of our life. We always wondered why our parents took us to the village and paraded us on their friends and neighbors. It was the when we noticed the sneers that people sent at us when they pass by the house. We quickly realized that were pretty much hated by almost everyone that had passed with a few sending us stares of pity. We asked why people were sending us those looks which our pops promptly replied "Its because I'm a coward. Don't ever do what I did" and left. It was something we would never forgot due to the broken expression of our parents. Our mother told as the whole story that night. We were a bit thankful that we didn't asked why they didn't have wings in our early years.

We never really left our house and farm except when exploring the nearby forest and cooling off at the river there. Bathing never felt so good since you know… Tengu's are in all technicality part bird. We did finally find out why birds love birdbaths. The cold water felt so nice in our wings. Our wings were pretty sensitive which was normal as our parents explained and could be "stimulated" to make us feel pleasure (this part about the pleasure one was our own discovery as one of us had the bright idea of stroking the others wings. I'm not going to lie and I'm going to blunt that it felt like masturbation.

We also loved to look at the water and just admire how clear and clean it was. It was rare to see such clear water in modern time plus the water was a great mirrors. Yeah about our looks? We look more feminine than some of the girl we saw passing by our house but we weren't girl girl looking. We were more androgynous looking than girly looking. Plus we had white hair and feathers. We could just stat under the shade and stroke our hair due to how silky and luxurious it felt. Getting jealous with our fabulous hair? Good, because we let it grew long and straight so we could flaunt it on people who think we like our hair to much. White hair with blue eyes is a lady killer combination. It was a bit weird admiring how handsome your twin was but we quickly accepted it as normal for ourselves. I was a bit of Bisexual back then and with our looks, that bi sexuality went into full bloom. Call it narcissism but that's just how pretty I looked. Suck it ugly losers.

Yeah we grew up pretty much just eating, sleeping, working, grooming and playing. It was a routine really and that routine pretty much started to make us less lazy because we needed something to do or we'll die of boredom.

Our 4th birthday was another memorable experience since we get to finally go to the village. As expected, people stared at us with some angry expressions here and there. Yeah it was pretty much our first day view in the public and we quickly realized how hated our parents were which in turn make us hated.

It was the next day that made our fourth year here on earth truly memorable. We suddenly had the "bright idea" of going into town with out our parents and try to make friends even though we were sure some of the adults there really hated our guts already just for being the offsprings of the cowards. Ahaha…funny thing was it was shit hits that fun for us.

Got picked by the meanest kid during the first time we went out with ourselves in Tengu Village…Yeah… unoriginal as fuck but the name's older than anyone in the village combine from what we heard so no use in arguing. Now back to the main story… yeah you see this kid was really big and look as mean as the Local Oni bar keeper… Luckily, the kid was more hot air than bite. We got scared at first but since we were cornered, we had to fight. Kid got cocky and said to his goons that he'll take care of the cowards sons. Welp… it was the day that dust and rock hits the other kids face.

It was a bit funny seeing the kid cry from a broken nose. All those spent in the field wadding thru mud finally paid off. We were just way faster than any of the other tengu kids in the block, far stronger thru so yeah… we pretty much floored them. Back in my old body I would have probably gone berserk in that situation (was pretty much a berserker when angered which is often) but we just oddly calm when we were fighting. Well good for us then because it was helping us dodge the punches the other kids were sending us. We were smaller though so one hit could be bad for us but were just to slippery for them.

Ohhhh look sticks. Sticks meet limbs and they're all sprawling on the ground. We learned to love how to establish the pecking order that day. We casually left the kids lying in the ground while their parents looked at us in deep anger. Yeah, try to beat the kids that beat your kid and lets see who looks more stupid. They held in their anger which we really felt bubbling under their skin as hitting us would pretty much tell people that their kids were to weak to defend themselves. We can only laugh at their pride since we would have been screwed if things went the other way.

Age 4 and doing fine, we just have to love Lady Luck. We just love being kids cause what we were doing was stupid and stupid things are what kids do. We didn't have a care in the world and don't know what it was in store for us. We just wished we had known we were in the DxD verse earlier because it would have given us time to prepare. One hundred years was a lot of time you can prepare in.

That was just barely the beginning of our story in this universe. It was pretty much the prologue to when things to truly started. What we would consider to be the true start to our story would be the time when we first meet our Rival.

We first met our rival when we were spear fishing in the river that we sometimes visit. Why were we spearfishing? Try spearfishing with heightened reflex in a clear river and you'll know how fun it is. It was during the height of the day we first met our rival and you know what we first did? Threw a rock at him and thus our destiny was made.

==END OF PROLOGUE==

Well that's that. If you did enjoy please leave a comment below and be sure to make your give me your most honest response to this fic. This was just done pretthy much of whim and was made in a bit of rash so it's subpar to most work. I hope I could update it though with another chapet becuase I been brewing up this story for quite some time now