I'm sitting in a sweet penthouse in New York City right now, laying around me are about 10 reincarnated devils. All were around the middle class in terms of power.
All are dead, currently smoldering in a pile of their own ashes from some liberal use of fire magic.

I am sitting on their king, some pure-blooded devil bitch...don't know her name, was probably never in the actual series, so I don't really care that she's currently my bench bitch.

We destroyed all the furniture during the little 'recruitment' pitch I was given, so she'll have to suffice. I want my New York skyline view damn it!

The only reason she isn't squealing like a little bitch at her predicament is that she's under the effect of my Clan Trait, All-Worlds Creation.

Inside this 10-foot transparent room I created I can enforce practically whatever I want.

So, in this room, pure-blooded devil females bend to me like little bitches. That's the absolute rule of this room.

I told her to shut up, get on her hands and knees, and be my little bench. And so she did, or else the room would subject her to agonizing pain and make her anyways.

Of course, it only really works because of my absolute ocean-sized pool of Demonic Power...and that she's also barely high-class in terms of power herself.

And this bitch thought she could force me into her peerage? Hah!

I kick her in the shin randomly, causing her to jump slightly. She wears your standard noble clothes, and looks...okay...but has no real features like big titties or a nice ass.

Standard cardboard cutout background devil bitch.

...

Ah. Right. I should probably introduce myself, yeah? I am Cayden Flowers, at least on my human side, on my devil side, I am Caden Flauros!

Yeah, I know. My fake name has about the same energy as 'Sona Shitori'. That's the point. I also don't give a shit.

Anyways, some random God of Reincarnation thought it was fucking funny to test his Version 0.01 High School DxD CYOA on me.

Guess what? It worked! Now I'm here! A Half-Devil - which I will be calling 'Cambion' from now on to retain some sanity - descendent of the dead Duke Pillar Clan, the Flauros!

I'll give you a brief overview of my life so far...

I grew up an orphan at an orphanage, I never knew my parents, as far as I'm concerned, all they were good for is giving the CYOA an explanation as to why I have a suitcase with Evil Pieces in them.

When I turned 5, I finally figured out Devil Magic, turned myself into a 17-year-old, walked out of my orphanage in Florida with said Evil Pieces, and never looked back.

Now? I just travel the world doing whatever the hell I want. Training, fucking, the works. And now that I'm actually near 17 and canon is about to start, I think I have a new destination in mind for a vacation...

Not Greece. Fuck Greece. Their nymphs were so hot but if I have to deal with being chased around by a jealous satyr horde again I will invade Olympus myself!

No, probably Kouh. Purely so I can fuck around. Preferably with Rias. But more likely with Akeno.

I think All-Worlds Creation would turn her right on if used properly.

I'm drawn from my thoughts as a beautiful sunrise begins to creep up over the horizon, bringing a slight smile to my face.

"Stay," I command to my current bitch before standing up, as the command settles, I feel a tsunami wave of Demonic Power cast out from me as the command settles into the room.

When I do, she tries to move, but the moment she tries her body freezes, and I see her eyes shoot open as pain wracks every cell of her body.

The room's rule keeps her previous command of staying quiet in effect as well, so she can't even scream.

I give her a half-lidded glare, shake my head, and sigh, before approaching the window to get a better view.

I brush my sort of matty and spikey dark goldenrod hair back, to really let my amber eyes enjoy the view.

Unfortunately, I can see the reflection of the devil bitch and piles of ash behind me, and that kind of ruins it.

Also, the smell. Fuck! Alright! Time to clean up!

I turn back to the devil, a hand held out to my side. A sickening light flashes into existence around my hand, and now within it, I hold a Book of Shadows; a Grimoire.

My Sacred Gear.

Oh yeah, I'm fucking busted, you already know!

My Sacred Gear is called the Forbidden Index, but I prefer its alternative name; the Grimoire of Heretical Apocrypha.

The thing looks like the child of the Darkhold and the Necronomicon, part of its cover is wrapped with chains and all words within are in Devil Script.

Not a Longinus by any means, but perfect for me, and there's no saying I can't make it one once I unlock its X or Abyss Side Balance Breaker.

But that's not really the point right now. What is the point is trying to pick which spell I want to use to kill this bitch.

Hnnnggh. How about...some discount angel magic, or as it's more commonly known, Fallen Angel Magic?

As my grimoire flurries open and begins to glow with an ominous light, a spear of blighted holy light forms in my free off-hand, I made its color a deep blue, and choose a pretty standard spear shape.

It's all this bitch deserves, really.

Her eyes widen as I take a step towards her, and...you know what? Just for shit and giggles, I end All-Worlds Creation, causing my room to crumble.

Almost immediately, she moves, staggering to her feet. "Y-You...! YOU! L-Little! Half b-breed bastard!" she staggers back as I continue walking towards her normally, her voice a mixture of both fear and wrath.

"W-When my f-father finds out about THIS..! Y-Yo-"

"I'll what? Kill him too?" She freezes at my casual brushing off of her threat. "Don't worry...if he's dumb enough to ever show up...well." I snarl as, for a brief moment, my Demonic Power flares. Her eyes widen as her body crumbles under the sheer pressure, bringing her to her hands and knees once again. "Maybe he'll be a better bench, hmm?"

And with that, I let my smirk be the last thing she see's as I run her through the skull with my spear.

I let my grimoire and spear vanish as I brush my hands off, and turn to the rest of the damage around the room. And piles of smoldering ash, still.

...

I really don't wanna clean all this up.

I need a maid.

Maybe I should finally use my Evil Pieces and acquire one? I have three mutation pieces, after all. A gift from that 'God' of Reincarnation.

Hmm...but who from Issei's harem to steal, I wonder?

Eh, I've got a few months left to decide that. For now, I think I'm going to go book a trip to Japan...

What? I like my scenic routes!

: Author's Notes :

And scene. A little bit of a side thing to do to take a break from Angelfinder every once in a while.

I'll still do pretty consistent updates for that fic, don't worry. This one's just for fun, to give me an excuse to write lewds and overpowered bullshit faster, and use an entirely new character to freshen up my writing every now and then.

I'll put all his CYOA choices below the notes here, along with a link to the CYOA itself

Any suggestions for what this glorious, snarky bastard should do before canon starts? None of this is planned, I'm winging it as I go, so I'll take literally anything.

Till the next chapter.

Peace.

: CYOA Choices :

If you too, for whatever reason, want to be tossed into another world by some random God of Reincarnation...

Here you go, remember, close any spaces in the link before using it!

( /a /HXuTwvI )

I was given 100 DP (or Devil Points) and started out by picking a Half-Devil for my type of Devil and then the Flauros Bloodline as my Pillar Family.

Bloodline Power: All-Worlds Creation: Create a 10-foot 'room' centered around yourself, within this room, you have complete control: all concepts, rules, laws, everything. The only thing you can't control is a person's emotions, feelings, or free will.

Racial Perk: Super Devil: Power Transcendence. I can now reach the level of Sirzech and Ajuka. (-20 DP/80 Left)

Here are some more perks I picked up to use up some more DP!

Regeneration: Phenex-like regen abilities. Fuck you, Riser.

Enduring Will: Training and working out will induce double the gains. I'll match the best boy in DxD in no time.

Well of Magical Power: Vast, nigh endless void or ocean of Magical Power at my fingertips. Fuck you...uh, I can't recall a magically inclined main character at the moment, I'll get back to you on that!

Evil Presence: Corrupt and twist morality and sense of justice to those enveloped. Stronger-willed people take longer to corrupt...but I will have my slutty exorcists, in time.

Holy Resistance: Self-explanatory. With this, and me being Half-Devil, I take so little damage from Holy Light it's sad.

Dragonborn: I now possess a Dragon Aura and the pull of one with it. Fuck you, Issei.

Can you believe all of that only cost 60? (-60 DP/20 Left)

Sacred Gear time.

I chose one included in the CYOA.

Forbidden Index, also known as the Grimoire of Hertical Apocrypha, is a Unique Attribute/Elemental Type Sacred Gear that takes the form of a horrible spellbook.

It acts as a secondary reserve of magic power and enables the user to copy, adapt to, and then use any spell the user has seen. As an added bonus, the book also enables the casting of spells without the use of invocations and spell circles, and waves other additional requirements, such as sacrifices.

That uses up my last bit of DP. (-20 DP, 0 Left!)

After that, I got my Evil Pieces, though decided against choosing any of the characters within.

I'll take my luck with the canon characters, meta-knowledge is way too broken to muck up, after all.

Anyhow, that wraps up that.

See ya on the other side.