I'm in a bad fanfic

[POV MC]

Pain.

I feel a lot of pain.

While ignoring the sensation of my burning body I slowly opened my eyes as a white light caused my eyes to blink in discomfort, as I got used to the light, I moved my surprisingly short arms in surprise and some horror.

Since when are my arms so short?

A pounding pain hits my head as memories that I am absolutely certain do not belong to me come to light.

One name is persistent in all of this.

Issei.

Issei Fuck*ng Hyoudou.

What the fuck?

Before I had a fucking crisis existence, a nurse with curves that shouldn't be natural in any way entered the room and looked a little surprised to see me awake.

"Wait a minute honey I'll call the doctor" She said to me as she quickly left the room.

While I wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed I quickly understood what was going on, I had read too many fanfics for this situation not to be completely foreign to my mind.

If someone were to ask me why I'm not panicking I would tell them "You're stupid of course I am" I'm simply waiting to confirm my situation and pray to whomever will listen I'm not in the world I think I'm in, after that I'll have my self destructive mental breakdown, plus if my suspicions are correct I wonder.

What will happen to my family?

The original.

Wait.

Did I have a family?

I can't remember that even though strangely enough I can remember every damn anime, manga, manhwa and fanfiction I've ever read.

Another fucked up situation of reincarnation stories or whatever you call them.

That mental breakdown may much more be closer than I expected.

As I was rambling in my thoughts and trying not to go crazy, the door opened again with what I assumed was the doctor.

Finally, I was about to freak out here you know.

My theory was correct and the doctor began a check up and asking me questions which I answered with no problem although one question was consistent in my mind.

Where were Issei's parents, or well my parents, I can't imagine that this pervert's parents would leave him alone in the hospital for so long even more so having that I am only around 4 years old physically.

Also why is my skin so dark, if I remember correctly Issei's skin was lighter.

As I voiced my first question to the doctor I could see him get nervous as he looked at me with pity.

Oh I could see where this was going and I wasn't going to like it.

[A couple of hours later]

They passed away.

Apparently there was a car accident and I was the only survivor.

Another cliché of this type of story.

I was starting to get bored of this, many would love to not deal with the parents of the guy they were reincarnated as but I wasn't miserable enough to not feel sad about their death, I mean they weren't my parents but I still had Issei's memories obviously I will feel bad for them.

Also according to Issei's memories his skin was not the same color as it was now, he looked exactly like in the anime, only younger.

I could guess the reason for this.

I realized a few things in these few hours, my vision, smell, hearing were too sharp for a "normal" person my physical strength was also superior to that of a normal human.

How do I know this?

A four year old doesn't rip a door off like a band aid.

It was hard enough to pass that off as an accident but to my credit I needed to go to the bathroom.

Later I would see what more advantages this change had that I will assume was part of my reincarnated trap.

Maybe I got a system.

Say what you will but they were really useful.

I checked the room in which luckily I was alone.

I concentrated on my arm hoping my suspicions were correct and imagined a certain red glove with a red dragon inside.

A glow filled the room and the object was on my arm.

It was official, I was in DxD.

Bad fanfic to top it off.

I'm screwed.

Can I have my breakdown now?