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The hell is this story about, you may wonder. So here's the questions to some FAQs:
Is Issei OP? Yes. He's gonna be OP as shit and I'm not even sorry
Harem? Yes. The twist is, it'll be an unwanted one. What's an unwanted harem? It's the kind of harem where he doesn't want to have the harem. I know. Crazy right?
Is he a perv? To a degree. He's not celibate nor he is a downright deadbeat pervert. Still a perv tho, as are we cultured men ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Is he smart? To a degree. He's not Tesla, but he's not a clueless idiot who lets his dick does the thinking 24/7
So what's the difference to any fics? For one, it sets on a university and have the Rating Game as its main focus, so there's that. It WILL include some casts from games I wanted and fit into the story.
but doonzy why uni?
well, frankly, because uni life is better than high school life. Also I won't need to be bothered about ages when i write them smut
Thirdly, this is the kind of Issei who just refuse to take any shit or let any hotshots from your standard factions puppet him, and practice true gender equality no matter how hot you are.
Think of his character as a mix of Kazuma from Konosuba and Sadao Maou from the Devil is a Part Timer. Or just Kazuma
Also, it's my story. Of course it's always gonna be different
ok carry on
Gamebreaker
[Chapter Zero]
||Prologue – The Prodigal Son of the Dread Empress||
Prodigal
Definition:
1. spending money or resources freely and recklessly; wastefully extravagant.
2. having or giving something on a lavish scale.
Issei fell on the first definition. Not monetary-wise, but talent-wise.
A stolid underachiever who did not prepare much for university.
Actually, he never prepared much for anything.
Every rudimentary education level he passed with a breeze, up until high school, where he was introduced to the pinnacle of human inventions; video games, video games boobies, and movies. Actual movies.
With a sprinkle of some quality porn on the side.
Go to school, go home, binge-watch an entire series or re-play a beaten game or scream at some other Asian guy who kept kicking his ass in online games became a cycle that turned into a habit. An addiction his parents did not appreciate much, but tolerated nonetheless, since this was better than having a low-life degenerate who waited on public spaces, waiting for a wind to flip some skirts or two.
That said, Issei wasn't downright irresponsible, despite his addictions. Grades? Average. Sure it had taken a plunge, but nobody give a shit about high school grades. Friends? Surprisingly, after he was rarely seen peeking around their locker room, he was quite well-liked. Perhaps he could have gotten popular if he had ditched his old clique; the Notorious M&M.
But he had expressed his message on becoming popular via dumping his two best mates who had gotten through hell and more hell with him; "Sod off and kindly go fuck yourself."
He gained a few fans that day. Few enemies too, but Issei had never wanted to be popular. Too much work. Too much to care for someone who couldn't give two shits.
But now that high school was over, as were the holidays bridging the start of a new semester at yet another educational institution owned by the same megacorp who owned his last highschool; The Gremory Group, he realized something he should have realized long ago as he was about to set forth to his new place where he would stay for the next three and a half years; a dorm in Hell; which had been re-labelled as the Underworld. Apparently, Hell inspired the idea of 'eternal damnation', which freaked out potential tourists.
"Mom, I think I'm gonna be an accountant instead."
"No," Mrs. Miki Hyoudou kindly responded, but Issei had known better to sense the brimming wrath behind her words. "Issei, you're going to Lucifash. Don't be childish now; we've already paid the tuition fee!"
"Well, yes, but actually, no." Issei pointed out, "The Gremory corp did. I bet they're handing me free scholarships because they want to make use of me in the future. I don't want to be some corporate slave!"
Noticing his wife's descending patience, Gorou Hyoudou stepped in, being the more diplomatic of the three. "Son, you won't be a corporate slave. You can learn many things from Lucifash. It's only a stepping stone for your future."
"Uh-huh, yeah. None of those renowned-manipulative Devils will ever try to turn me into their literal pawn, and those Fallen Angels won't ever try to recruit me into their sketchy organization. Not to mention that uni have the goddamn Rating Game as their main attraction and focus. Mhmm, yep. Thanks dad, my cloud of doubt has now been erased."
Gorou sighed. Sometimes, his son could be too cynical for his own good.
"Ohohoho, shut up, brat." The former Tyrant revealed a semblance of her true self. Ominous black haze emanated from her body, charring the air around her. "We've raised you for 18 years and a half. Your father and I want to take a break from raising you."
"Don't I feel loved." Fortunately, Issei wasn't the sensitive kind to take his mother's words to heart.
"Now, now, Miki… That's something you shouldn't openly say to your son." Gorou placidly placed a hand on her shoulder, "That said, it's not our intention to get rid of you, Issei. We only wanted the best for you. Like all parents would. Although, your mother isn't entirely wrong… It has been a long while since I can be alone with your mother."
Words which mellowed the once Tyrannical Demoness almost in an instant, heating up her cheeks like a pack of instant noodles. Weird comparison but he was sure his future diet would be those instant noodles. Issei didn't know how his very human dad managed to make the Dread Empress his wife, but if there was anyone he respected more than his mother, it would be him.
Eh well… he could at least be considerate to his parents. Also, he'd rather not have them being lovey-dovey in front of his two eyes.
"Alright, alright. I get it. You wanted to get rid of me. What's the worst thing that can happen?" he felt like he just jinxed himself, but shrugged it off. Surely movie clichés couldn't apply to real life, right? "Just don't get disappointed if I got some ordinary stuff from the aptitude test. Like a farmer or something…"
"We'd never be disappointed in you, son."
"Yes, yes, bless thee well and all that mellow stuff. Now git."
With the farewell of his father's warm smile and his mother's victorious grin as she eyed Gorou like she was going to devour him, a smolder of purple lights drowned the living room of his house, as Hyoudou Issei finally set a foot to a world he had stubbornly avoided, specifically at the front gate of the Underworld University of Lucifash, Institute of the Arcane.
Break
Which might had been a terribly wrong place in the right world, because he was transported to a place surrounded by naked hot babes. A very brief observation later, judging by the overall layout of the room and cupboards used to store their clothes, he deduced that he was precisely at a changing room reserved only for female occupants, who seemed to be his senior, and had been practicing some kind of sports earlier.
Equipped with nothing but a black Adidas duffel bag containing his clothes, Issei realized, there really was little else he could do, aside from embracing his fate, as well as embracing the sight of marvelously shaped tits of various sizes.
"Well, well. What do we have here?" A hot babe said, as suddenly, the hostility in that room spiked to an unknown level. "A living target practice."
"Wait." He raised a finger before the girls coated by various inhuman powers were about to mob him, unaware of the presence of his former seniors, staring at him with eyes wide of surprise but devoid of anger.
"Firstly, is this Lucifash?" he asked.
"Yes." A girl said.
"Ah, I see. So at least I am in the right place. Evidently, I'm at the wrong spot. I can explain why, but I don't think any of beautiful ladies would want to hear it, so here's what I'll say instead;" Issei bowed, "Thank you for the amazing tits buffet."
Those were his last words as a dozen of angry naked female lunged at him.
Or where he was a split-second earlier, as Issei had traversed the space between him and his exit. Blink was the very first supernatural ability he begged his mother to teach after playing a certain assassin-ish game. Had saved his ass more than many times.
"It's been a great time," he said as the horde of females glanced at him, surprised, but still raging with anger as he had a hand at the door handle; a step closer to escape. "But I kinda have to tidy my room a bit, so… catch me later!"
The girls behind him seethed as he made his great escape through the giant recreation center of the Lucifash Institute, as well as sightseeing the many sport-related he would very unlikely spend most of his time at. He remembered from the flier that he was at the Eastern District of the gigantic prestigious campus site, which meant he was at least one and a half miles away from the Central Site, where the gigantic Rating Game stadium was placed, and another one and a half mile away from the Western District, where the dormitories resided. His safe haven.
Also the place where his mother should have teleported him. Did he blame her? Not really. He might liked video games or movies, but real tits were tits. And who knows? He might get deported for that without having to feel bad since it wasn't his fault to begin with.
Well. Considering the sound of rampage behind him as he whizzed past a pair of confused Angels, they wouldn't bother to believe him even if he groveled before them.
As he was abusing Blink; a method to travel through a small distance controllably, a memory of him and two of his best buds stirred replayed itself.
'Ah… this brings me back.' Though, the only difference was, this time, peeking on them while they changed was not his intention.
Not complaining, though.
Break
Back at the girl's changing room, where most of its previous occupants had quickly dressed themselves to lay a world of pain to their falsely acclaimed wrongdoer, Himejima Akeno tittered as she calmly pressed her luscious breast inside the cup of her purple laced bra.
"Ufufufu, after all those two quiet years, the little rascal has finally stirred up a new trouble. And before his first day, no less. Sona won't enjoy having to deal with him again."
"I wasn't told we would have him in this uni." Rias Gremory replied, hooking up her trademark black and red laced brassiere, smiling keenly. "I didn't expect him to enroll here out of all places."
"Ara~? Bitter still that he refused you, Rias?"
"Don't make it sound like I proposed to him." The girl with the scorching crimson hair replied. "I'm not Raynare; I only offered him a contract."
"Ufufufu~ she'll be surprised…" Akeno tittered. "In fact, I think many will. Who would've thought the unambitious son of the Dread Empress would be here?"
"Who knows. We now do." Rias allowed a smile. "Maybe he changed his mind. Nonetheless… this will be an entertaining year. We may have just found ourselves a cute junior. Now, to find a way to get him to play along…"
"Before somebody else does, no?" Akeno said, inserting a sense of urgency into Rias' mind.
"That's obvious. Aside from you, me, and likely Sona, I don't think anyone here realize who he truly is." The Gremory Heiress chuckled, donning on her sleeveless red and white striped shirt. One thing she liked from her world's university was that there was no need for uniforms. Even the staffs were free to choose whatever they wanted as long as they looked presentable.
"An advantage I'm sure we won't be able to hold for long, especially after the aptitude test." Rias concluded. "Until then, we'll need to figure out his motivation."
For two years she had failed to do so during their shared high school years. Now the same opportunity and the same time had appeared before her once again, and Rias Gremory wasn't known as a Devil who could accept repeated failures.
"Stubborn as always I see." Akeno lightly muttered. "What if he doesn't want to be anything special, hm?"
Rias sniffed. "That's impossible. For someone with a mountain of unrealized potential such as him, I'm sure he has his own ambition he pursues if he enrolled here."
No. He really did not.
"Our goal is to find out what it is."
Akeno finished buttoning up her blouse. "Whatever you say, Buchou~"
Rias blushed. "…Please don't call me that. It's embarrassing."
"Araaa~? Embarrassed now that you are a closet-weeb I see?"
"AKENO!"
To be continued…
Alternate Story Title: University of Arcane Magic and Shit
Story is AU. Don't try to follow the canon storyline because it's not. Issei's mother is a Demon ffs. Ofc it's AU. In fact, it won't follow any canon plotline. Your canon dxd can kindly fuck off
For some background, in short, all supernaturals said 'let's just get along and pit our youth in this totally legal fight club competition lol xd' at some time in the past. More background to be revealed in future chapters.
Will Rias and Akeno be the main girls? Eh, not really. Maybe. I'm not sure. I just used them to serve some exposition. I've only given this story 2 hours of deliberation including writing it since I don't think anyone has ever written this. So you tell me
That being said, any request? Obviously this is going to be a harem, whether he wanted them or not. All DxD girls are accepted save the married milfs.
Just give me a sentence of reason other than a simple "I want Sona pls" or "cuz she hot and underused" because this is not the kind of question to get that kind of cheap reviews. Explain to me why you want that DxD thot over the other DxD thots to be written
Oh right, Issei won't have Ddraig this time. Or any Dragons. Just wanted to write him as a single person without any cool entities inside him because doing {I am your partner} every now and then is annoying as heck. In this story, he doesn't need them Boosts to be disgustingly overpowered anyway :d
Since i don't have a good image for the cover, have a picture of hot 2D girl until I do
Follow, favorite, and feckin review if you want this story to continue. There's no other viable way for me to tell that the public wants this kind of story otherwise
aight cya