A Snafu story I wanted to write cause all the good crossover dxd ones are either abandoned or on hiatus. Honestly, I imagine that the DxD environment is a place where Hachiman will honestly adapt quickly and thrive in it.

Many people in the series have their own inner demons but now here comes the infamous loner ready to blast his way into their hearts!Review and comment, let me know where I've done any mistakes or if I missed some crucial details concerning the dxd world.

That's all,

Author NimtheWriter out!

Chapter beta read by n1ch, check out his fic it's amazing!

Chapter 1: A whole new world

Has there ever been a time when you wished to be transported into another world? To escape this reality governed by a cruel mistress called life? Cultured people would call it being Isekai'd.

Oh, the magnificent adventures filled with danger and obstacles that have killed many heroes in the past. But here you arrive, summoned by the gods themselves and gifted with overpowered abilities as you are tasked to defeat the demon king and put an end to the war.

Accompanied by your party members who are suspiciously all females; A princess who seeks to protect her people, her best friend who tagged along to keep her safe, a cleric who is obviously ill-suited for combat and a mysterious woman who might be your daughter from the future.

And somehow all of them somewhere along the journey fall in love with you as you save them from demons, monsters and their own past. Your very own harem gifted on a silver platter.

You travel along the continent slaying dragons, demons and establish alliances with other countries. After completing many quests, saving an unending amount of villages and collecting every single legendary weapon is when you finally arrive in front of the demon kings palace.

Then, you and your harem members through the power of love and justice finally kill the demon king!

In the end, you become the future king with the princess now as your queen and the others as your mistresses living happily ever after.

That is definitely what Zaimokuza's wet dreams would be like and not that I would ever admit it, but what my past Chuuni self would pray for every night.

Sigh, the memories of my past still makes me cringe with disgust and embarrassment. Like past me could you NOT have been any more pathetic? No scratch that, it CAN be worse, and it IS worse.

Why you might ask?

Well, the infamous loner of Sobu High, house husband in training and brother to the best and cutest sister in existence aka Komachi. I Hikigaya Hachiman am now lying down in a comfortable bed.

As a baby.

What!?

Why!?

How!?

At first, I thought it was a prank.

My day started out as usual. Komachi nearly killing my eardrums by waking me up for school, eating breakfast while listening to the daily news. Not that it interested me very much but I do like to keep myself informed or at least not so out of touch with our wage-slave creating country's state.

Okay, I was getting off track here. After breakfast, I would ride my bike to Sobu, arrive early for my Japanese class, then join Yukinoshita and Yuigahama for club activities which mostly involves me reading a light novel or something.

Nothing out of the ordinary yet, so what happened?

All that came to mind was a bright flash. It was abrupt, sudden and without warning. At first, I thought that I had fallen unconscious for some reason. It couldn't be my health, despite what others might see from afar me with my hunched posture and my stick-like limbs, I was in fact quite fit.

I almost had pecks and the whole package which was the result of all the hard labour and active schedule during these last few hellish months. I never tried nor bothered to show them off in the first place. Unlike your regular normie who would have posted a library worth of pictures on his profile with him shirtless on the beach, I never liked the attention in the first place.

Even Komachi would complain about it sometimes. AHH! I was getting off-topic again, all that mattered was that I couldn't be physically unhealthy since I was in great shape, to begin with.

It was when I was waking up when I first opened my eyes that I noticed something... off about the situation.

First of all, I felt WEAK, like weak as in I spent an entire day running around town while injecting pure MAX coffee directly into my veins and feeling its repercussions the next day. My surroundings were different as this was neither the infirmary nor my house. This room was unfamiliar, filled with toys, pillows and cartoon drawings on the wall.

Have I been kidnapped and detained into a nursery room? Then I noticed another major issue and the thing that made me fully realise my current predicament.

My hands.

Not my regular hands but rather a pair of cute, small and pudgy hands fit for a baby. That is when all hell broke loose.

"Waaaaa!"

4 years later

Things finally calm down a bit, being in a baby's body for 3 years without being able to do much left me alone with my thoughts for most of my time. I have not come to terms with my situation. To do so would be no different from accepting my death and moving on.

But I can't and I won't. I still want to go back.

I want to hear the constant nagging of Komachi again, the upbeat and joyful cheers of Yuigahama, the cold stare from the ice queen herself and be comforted by the sweet angel reincarnated Totsuka.

Heck, even I was so desperate that I even longed to see a familiar face like Hayama and the she-devil herself. Many times have I cried and grew despaired at possibly never seeing them again.

I know my situation, I've seen enough anime and read enough light novels to know that reuniting with my close ones again was nearly impossible. But nearly was not a certainty. A rather slim possibility existed somewhere.

To stop myself from going down a darker path I kept telling myself that I would meet them again or they were possibly in the same situation as me. It helped for now, but I don't know for how long I could distract myself from the truth unless I found a solution.

The first thing I found out was that I am still Japanese, the many signs of channels being from Japan, me being surrounded by Japanese literature and also my parents speaking the language.

Speaking of parents, I got to finally know their names as well as mine. It might surprise you to know that how was it possible for me to spend my first year of without even knowing my name and that of my parents?

Well, who else just calls out their loved one or family full names in a normal conversation dumbass!

I got to sit by and endure all the cheek grabbing, cooing and unnecessary name-calling like 'little angel', 'my precious', 'woobly doobly' and the name just keep getting worse. It was only through pretending to sleep that I overheard my parents having a normal adult conversation.

Surprisingly and unbelievably I was 'reborn' under the Hikigaya household again! And surprise, surprise, the 8th number blessed my life again. My father is your regular blue-collar office worker, spending most of his days working. While my mother worked around the house and took the role of housewife.

Huh, Hikigaya Hachiman reborn as Hikigaya Hachiman.

I was never a strong believer in faith generally, but this convinced me that someone up there was messing with my life or lives at this point.

Not wanting to seem strange or different from the others I kept my vocabulary and my speaking at a minimum to avoid suspension from my parents that I wasn't a genius baby or something stupid like that.

Ain't no way I would become a normie or a raijuu! I'd hate to be locked in a social cage with everyone labelling me a genius and pre-determining my future.

Besides how hard could it be acting as a regular toddler?

Hard, super hard!

Curse my past self jinxing the current, may he die as a normie! I completely forgot a crucial factor that was present to all kids my age.

Pre-school.

Being surrounded constantly by snot-nosed kids, creating a ruckus, I feel my heart almost giving up from their constant chaotic nature. Kuoh Kindergarten, a non-stop chaotic battlefield.

Kuoh. Another thing I found out. Granted I was not the best in geography, but I certainly would have noticed or remembered such a large town in modern Japan, not to speak of its highly coveted status on having one of the best schools in the country. Kuoh Academy.

But alas it was for girls only. This just further cemented how far away from home I was.

"Neh, Hikima come play with me!"

Now there was my other source of trouble.

A parasite that refused to leave me alone, even when I shot her my distinctive dead fish eyes look that has made many of my 'classmates' break down in tears and calling me a meanie or ugly.

Truly kids were the most brutally honest people.

Ha! Guess what you bunch of amateurs, I have mastered one of the 108 skills of 'Insults Invincibility'. Nothing can hurt me.

Except her.

Himejima Akeno.

Cute kid. If I was my normal age again, I would no doubt squish her chubby cheeks and buy her all the candies just like I use to do with Komachi. Just being around her triggers my brotherly instincts to their limit.

But as a kid myself it was a whole other story.

Oh, don't get me wrong. I didn't hate this girl. She's a small kid for crying out loud but for some reason, she always finds it 'fun' hanging out with me.

No matter how many times I tell her to go away, try to scare her with my glare or just plain ignore her she STILL clung to me like a damn koala.

"Hikima you're ignoring me again!" Cried out the little girl. She was pouting trying to put on an angry face but it only made her look like a small adorable puppy.

I couldn't resist the temptation so I pinched her cheeks and put on a regular deadpan face.

"Sorry little one, I was lost in my thoughts for a bit there."

"Hee, shtop puwing ma sheeks!" Finally pitying her, I let go and apologized.

"Again sorry, you are just too cute sometimes."

Her face grew red and she meekly looked down the floor hiding her shyness.

"Stupid Hikima..."

"Why don't you go play with the others? They certainly won't deny your presence unlike me." I asked.

Many of these kids wouldn't mind a new addition to their social circle, it was how kids were, no unnecessary drama, no hiding behind a mask and no harsh judging with malicious intent.

It took a few seconds for her to understand my words, guess my vocabulary is a bit too high for kids my age gotta be careful around adults before they notice it. But when she got the general meaning, her answer did surprise me.

"I just want to play with you Hikima, you are very lonely and have no friends. But I want to be your friend and play with you so that you won't be lonely anymore!" She replied.

Lonely, huh? Guess I am with everything that happened.

Creating new bonds is a challenge and a waste of time and effort, people naturally tend to drift apart as they grow up. This would be no different.

"So come with me and let's play together!"

I guess it wouldn't hurt if I try, for now.