I do not own Highschool DxD or the words in the Bible. I do have copies at home.
Prologue
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.
He was with God in the beginning.
Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made.
In Him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind.
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.
"And thus there was a man who has heard and read of God. Knowing. A man whose name is... Not important."
A blonde man trudges through the snow wearing a grey coat. A worn pocket bible on his left hand.
The man stops to look back at his footsteps before thinking better of it. His mind turn to the thoughts of a foolish young man.
This may or may not be his story.
I slept at my home and awoke dying under the snow in a body I know for sure is not my own.
My body feels like lead. It is cold.
My vision turns blurry.
I'm scared.
Sensation slowly disappears. Even the burning cold fades away.
I will die.
My very being knows this.
I try to crawl. To do anything or find anything to let me survive.
There is no one I can call on to save me.
My body feels more feeble than I remember. A sense of incongruity.
What I saw searching in the white field is a crimson figure I cannot make out who is holding something.
Something that makes me uneasy. Nearly repulsed but equally attracted to.
"I ask you, if you wish to live as my servant?" The voice of a child trying hard to be mature.
I felt refusing before it stopped at the tip of my tongue.
My fear for my life is greater.
And thus, I turned into a devil and attained eternal youth.
Surely God would understand. Surely, I would still be forgiven. I was born in a Christian family.
I know Jesus will forgive.
It is well with my soul.
The name of this body is Isaiah and my previous name Marcos but the name given to me in my awakening is Kiba Yuuto.
My thoughts upon gaining my bearings and the realization of where I am
is, "I must be in hell for my trashy isekai experience can't be this painful to tell".
First fanfic. Yay. This idea's been sitting on my head for so long. Here's to hoping I can put it to words well. First lines are really not mine but credit where credit is due, He's one amazing writer. Yeah adding author's note like this is probably not a good idea but I'll try to keep them sparse. Read and review. Let's see how much I can learn and how far I can go. Kudos to Silver King and cheapseance for their stories kicking me to try after so long. To God be the glory at this stage I suppose. Im going to be rippi- I mean inspired by a lot of things.