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[Earth – Somewhere in Tokyo | 2:27 AM]
It was supposed to be a peaceful night.
Lucian stood outside the dimly lit convenience store, holding a steaming cup of instant ramen in one hand and his phone in the other. The kind of night where the only sound came from vending machines humming and salarymen groaning from a hangover.
And then… truck.
"Wait, what the fu—"
WHAM.
The ramen flew.
The truck didn't even honk.
Lucian died on the spot. Instant kill. No bloodbath, no drama. Just a sudden blackout.
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[??? | Afterlife Waiting Room?]
Lucian blinked.
He was now floating — no, existing — in a white void. Not heaven. Not hell. Just... IKEA but with none of the furniture. And before him sat a man. Or a being? A something sipping tea.
He looked like your average middle-aged Japanese office worker — neat suit, dull eyes, and an aura so heavy it made Lucian's soul itch.
"Yo." the man greeted casually. "You're dead."
Lucian squinted. "...Truck?"
The man nodded, a little embarrassed. "Yeah. That wasn't supposed to happen. Clerical error. We kind of lost track of your soul for 0.3 seconds and—well, boom. Multiversal standards are slipping."
Lucian crossed his arms. "So I got truck'd because you sneezed too hard?"
"Pretty much. My bad. To make up for it, you get two wishes. Anything, except the Three Omnis — no omnipotent, omniscient, or omnipresent powers."
Lucian's eyes glinted. "Anything else?"
The being nodded.
"Then I want… the ability of Yogiri Takato — Instant Death."
The being blinked. "...That's surprisingly terrifying for someone who looks like he eats Cup Noodles to survive."
Lucian shrugged. "I watched Youjo Senki, Evangelion, DxD, and Re:Zero back to back. My brain is cooked. Peaceful life = maximum firepower."
The being scribbled something on a cosmic clipboard.
"Second wish?"
Lucian smirked. "Give me the System of Satou Pendragon from Death March to the Parallel World Rhapsody. But just the starting version — before the Meteor Shower incident. I'll earn the rest myself."
The being raised an eyebrow. "Humble, yet dangerously aware. I like it."
He clapped once. Reality folded like origami.
"You'll be reborn in a world of your choosing — I'll slot you one week before High School DxD canon. You'll retain all your memories and have a fully integrated identity in Kuoh Academy as a transfer student. Sound good?"
Lucian's grin widened. "Perfect. And this time, I'm avoiding trouble."
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[Reincarnation Initiated… Loading World: High School DxD…]
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[World – DxD Universe | Kuoh City | One week before canon]
Lucian opened his eyes.
He was lying on a soft bed, morning sun hitting his face. A modest modern apartment greeted him, along with a desk filled with books, a student ID marked Lucian Ashcroft – Kuoh Academy (3rd Year), and a high-end laptop.
He blinked again, and then...
[System Booting…]
[Welcome, Lucian. Satou Pendragon-type Interface Active.]
[Checking Permissions… Skill List Available.]
[Unique Ability Detected: "Instant Death" – Bound to Mental Intent]
Lucian sat up, quietly grinning. "It's real."
He pulled up his status window, inspecting the neat blue panels in front of him. Skills like Item Box, Mapping, Menu, Log, and Language Comprehension greeted him like old friends.
Instant Death sat in its own separate tab — marked as a Unique Ability. No cooldown. No chant. No mercy. Just a thought, and the target would die.
He stood up, walked over to the window, and watched the peaceful street below.
"Peace and quiet, huh?" he murmured.
Right as an old woman accidentally dropped her groceries on the street.
Lucian snapped his fingers.
A black-feathered crow, mid-flight, suddenly dropped dead ten meters above her — harmlessly hitting the ground, scaring away a stray dog that was about to steal her bread.
"Huh," Lucian muttered. "It works. Passive thoughts don't activate it. Only directed intent. Good."
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Meanwhile… Somewhere Else
Deep within the dimensional rifts of the world — inside a chamber where gods, devils, angels, and primordial beings gather — a council of gods began murmuring.
They had no name for the force that had appeared.
Just a presence.
Something... wrong.
Something terrifying, yet… still.
A lowly Norse war god whispered, "It's not an entity... it's a concept."
The Hindu pantheon stirred. "But he walks. He breathes."
Zeus frowned. "Mortals shouldn't hold that power."
Barbatos of the demonic winds chuckled nervously. "We don't even know who he is."
Azazel stared down from the heavens, half-furious, half-curious. "He's already in Kuoh. But every time we try to scry him… we just get one word back."
"What word?" asked Odin.
Azazel exhaled.
"Death."
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Back to Lucian
Lucian yawned, stretching as he checked his uniform. Kuoh Academy's colors actually looked good on him.
As he buttoned up, a thought struck him.
"If I remember right, Rias and her crew start showing up next week."
He looked at the time.
7:11 AM.
Just enough time to release some boredom before homeroom.
He booted up his laptop, opened a clean document, and began typing.
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Title: Attack on Titan – Pilot Script
"Time to drop some culture bombs."
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This my first Book and I hope hear you opinion and criticism to make my book complete, but!! This no Harem!!
⚠️No harem alert!!!⚠️
I'm using ChatGPT on this and this free to read because I'm using this as experiment, no need for point because I may rewrite it base on your(readers) opinion.
and THANK YOU.
[Victory ✌️] - Natsuki Subaru