Prologue: My Scars

'What happened? Shouldn't I have been killed from that blast'

'What is this place?'

These were the thoughts running inside the mind of a young man who seemed to look like he was in his mid-twenties. His appearance wasn't a sight to see as his body was damaged beyond any sort of recovery.

There were burn marks, bruises and scars spread and scattered all over his body which was covered by a few shreds of cloth and also by godly amount of blood. His skin paler than the snow and his hair just as white. The man's face also held several scars and he was missing his right eye as a scar was running through it. His right arm was also missing from his body and his left arm or what's left of it was charred to black and the only thing that remained were charred bones with some torn muscles coiled around it. Various sharp spikes were punctured into his exposed chest and his broken legs.

It was a hideous sight indeed, it is a miracle that he survived what even the Gods and other immortals considered suicide.

This man's name is Issei Hyoudou, The Crimson Inferno Dragon Emperor, The True Harem King, The Hero of the Dragon Gods, The Oppai Dragon King, The Sorcerer Supreme as well as the Greatest Master of the Longinus, the Boosted Gear.

He was floating in a black void questioning where he is at as his surroundings were nothing but endless darkness and seemed that there was no way to escape.

'Sorry Rias, it seemed like I broke my promise once again' thought the young man depressingly still thinking back on what just happened a few years ago.

Suddenly a blue screen popped up right in front of him.

'Huh?' thought Issei as this was something new even for him.

The blue screen read;

CHOOSE YOUR HERO

Please choose by speaking your answers on the screen

NARUTO UZUMAKI

NATSU DRAGNEEL

BENJAMIN TENNYSON

SON GOKU

CLARK KENT

IZUKU MIDORIYA

ANTHONY STARK

The list went on and on that it seemed endless, Issei didn't know what to pick as there were so many options to choose from. Thankfully for him, there was a random option written right on the corner of the screen.

He decided to make a choice since there was nothing else around him to do as he glanced at the endless abyss.

"Random" He said rather harshly after struggling to speak through his almost crushed windpipe.

The screen changed and read;

Option 'Random' Selected

Please wait for your Hero…

Issei had nothing better to do so he waited and then the screen changed once again now showing a portrait of a young teenager with white hair and red eyes. He was quite cute and somewhat resembled a rabbit. Issei chuckled thinking that if he was in his teenage years then he would've cursed that rabbit for being so much of a pretty boy like Kiba.

The name written below the portrait was Bell Cranel. Issei curious at the boy's profile now looked at Bell's Description

Bell Cranel, A Hero whose desire knows no bound, surprising both mortals and god's with his growth to stand by the side of the one he loves the most.

Issei struggled not to laugh at that as it was quite similar to his story, a child with limitless potential but his perversion knew no bound, surprising gods and devils only to stand by Rias and the others side no matter what. He looked at the blue panel at what he was supposed to do next

Objective: Guide the chosen Hero to become better than he ever could so he could fight the battle that you never could.

Issei eyes widened at that. If he does this then he will have a way to take his revenge, to finally get rid of the monster who killed his wives and end the endless nightmare that followed after their death as well as protect what is left of his home.

After thinking for a while at what he wanted to do now, He hardened his gaze and steeled his heart to make a choice that could mean life and death not just for him as he didn't care much about his life anymore but for the Hero he will choose and his companions.

'Bell Cranel, A child with a similar outlook in life, To not care for anything except for your desire and the desire of the people you care for. Now, I am putting all of my hopes and dreams on you, kid. So you could be what I failed to become, a true hero'

"I choose Bell Carnel" Issei said to the blue screen, the panel replied with a confirmation before a pillar of white light engulfed Issei.

Near where the pillar was still shining, was a fallen angel covered in nothing but wholly by his own blood, he was breathing heavily and was barely able to move his own body as he looked at where Issei was.

"If there is a person I can trust to change fate, then it's most likely be you Issei boyyo. I am so sorry Issei for everything that led this to happen" The fallen angel muttered to himself before looking behind himself to see a portal leading to a barren wasteland filled with corpses of thousands of supernatural beings.

"I still can't believe this was once used to be Kuoh" he muttered once again. He looked back at the pillar of white light

"Please Issei for the sake of this world and many others, Become the very thing that once defined you as a person, a True Hero" He said as the Pillar disappeared taking Issei along with it.

'Now my job is done' the fallen Angel thought to himself as he felt his body finally giving up on him from all the effort it took to make that blue panel, the first artificial Longinus, Heroes Label which was powered by the powers and hope of all the people that were killed as well as a fraction of Great Red and Ophis's power

'Now it's all up to you, boyyo' he thought before he felt his entire life flash before his life, he smirks at that as he thought 'so this is what dying feels like. Issei was right, this is a hundred times worse than having a hangover' before he slowly closed his eyes with a small smile on his face.

And that's how Azazel the Fallen Angel, Governor General of the Grigory died as his corpse floated on the endless abyss.

Why did this Happened? You may ask.

All of this happened because of a mistake, A mistake caused by Azazel and Ajuka when they were researching on what lies beyond the cosmos. Something which led to the most ancient being in the known universe to awaken from its eternal hibernation. Something that shook the entire universe. Something that started a war that could be only be described as a massacre since that ancient being annihilated the entire supernatural community through just his gaze.

Something that broke Issei Hyoudou as he saw his wives Asia, Akeno, Yasaka, Roygun, Koneko, Irina, Xenovia, Kuroka, Rossweisse, Ravel, Serafall, Kiyome, Kunou, Ingvild, Le fay, Tiamat, Elminhilde, Sona, Tsubasa, Bennia and finally Rias who was pregnant with one of his children die one by one from that being, that monster that Issei wasn't capable enough to fight much less beat.

Even the Dragon Gods weren't able to do much because the being was even greater then them in terms of power. Ophis heart broke and tears fell from her eyes as she saw her first friend fall into utter despair, even the Great Red was saddened by Issei's display of grief.

The rage, the power and the desire for destruction that Issei restrained over the years was released over the Nuclear Chaos, Azathoth. The fight between them lasted for five years, six months, twenty-four days, three hours and fifty-two minutes before Issei lost and Azathoth returned to his slumber at the very center of the universe.

After the fight now known as the 'Fight of Hopelessness' , A prophecy was spoken by the last standing sister of fate speaking that if Azathoth reawakens from his eternal slumber than it will be the end of the universe.

Author Notes:

Hello Guys this is Godsworld Here.

I know some of you may ask what happened to my Harry Potter Fanfic (Awesome is My Middle Name), it is still being rewritten and will most likely be published after a few months. I do appreciate the support from you guys.

I am attempting to write this fanfic since I read and fell in love with the Light novel of Danmachi series and wanted to put my own twist on the story. There will be some Grammatical errors (since I am not a native English Speaker) but nothing that major so I hope from the bottom of my heart that you wouldn't start roasting me for my language skills.