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Author Note: Yo, this is outsidr, the creator of this story and I have no fucking clue how this Fan Fiction was published on this site without me doing it myself, like seriously, I'm confused af, so if anyone could be so kind as to fill me in on the details on how that happens I would appreciate it but since this was published I have no choice but to give some chapters, so before you read I feel the need to warn you of a few things since people tend to not check the tags or synopsis.
First, this story is an Alternate Universe of High School DxD, do NOT expect the information you know about High School DxD to always be correct within this fan fiction.
Second, the mc of this story will be overpowered, in fact, he'll be strong from the start so if you don't like that kind of stuff don't read.
Third, this story WILL HAVE A HAREM, if you don't like that do not read.
Fourth, the mc of this story isn't sane, he's lost his marbles in his first life, simple as that, there was a reason in the synopsis that I compared him to Deadpool so understand that.
That's all, enjoy.
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"I knew it would be more fun this way," I said with a smile as I leaned against the wall in a pool of my own blood, while my life flashed before my eyes.
"Fun?! You call this fun, you fucking monster?!" The man with a shotgun screamed at me with pure fury in his eyes.
My name is Leon Spilter. I'm nobody special, just a man who loved the same stuff everyone else did - TV, games, manga, anime, novels, fan fiction, sex, you know, the regular stuff. I did have one particular interest that reigned supreme over the rest: thrills, I loved them.
No, I wasn't talking about a thriller movie; I meant a real fucking thrill. I loved toeing the line between life and death; there wasn't any better feeling. So, that's how I lived my life most of the time.
I did the regular stuff like skydiving and the more intense stuff like deep-sea diving with no air tank. I did whatever I could to have fun. After a while, everything became dull, so I thought of something that would spice up not only my life but everyone's life: a zombie fucking apocalypse!
Now, how could some random guy who liked to do stupid fun shit cause the zombie apocalypse? Well, it was simple. He just needed to be kinda smart, and after some work, he would have the final product. Or at least, that's how it worked for me.
In all honesty, I knew there weren't many people who could do what I did, if any at all. I mean, I was considered humanity's greatest mind after all. Oh yeah, I sometimes forget that I was the smartest human ever according to an IQ test, but I didn't believe it. Not everyone took the test anyway, plus the test was simple and didn't cover much. It was a horrible way to see how smart someone was. Nonetheless, I got a score of 430, with the previous highest being 310.
Now, outside of my boring life, let's talk about the zombie virus. The virus I made wasn't like the T-Virus, but it got the job done. They were like zombies from World War Z. Epic, right? Yeah, I thought it was cool as well. Now the question is, how did I find myself in a situation where I was bleeding out on the ground?
Well... Some cockwhistler found out I created the virus and began his revenge arc. I guess his family died or something like that, I don't know. Despite all of my precautions and attempts to protect myself so my fun could continue, the guy got through with no problem whatsoever. If he isn't the damn protagonist, then I don't know who is.
"Obviously, dude, have you ever been this entertained before? I think not," I replied to the enraged man with a smile. At this point, I was already bored with the current state of the zombie virus, so I was planning on making the virus better so that it could evolve and create better zombies, something like a volatile would be a good starting point.
"Shut up!" The man known as Dylan began stomping the shit out of me.
"Finished already? C'mon, you've got more in you! Come on, boy!" I said as I cheered Dylan on after he stopped stomping on me.
My pops used to hit me harder than this, so I was kinda bored of Dylan's hits already. Hopefully, he'd hit me harder if I cheered him on. I think it usually works that way.
"You... You're irredeemable..." Dylan said as a look of realization appeared in his eyes before complete calmness overtook him.
"You're not even sane. There's no reason to prolong this. It won't bring them back to me." Dylan said as he pointed the shotgun barrel at the center of my forehead.
"Eh? Really? That's all you've got? What a pussy-" I said with disappointment laced in my voice before everything went black.
~ An unknown amount of time later ~
"Hey! I'm not dead yet!" I said with a smile as I looked around the room I had randomly found myself in.
I currently found myself inside a completely emerald room devoid of anything. There wasn't even a light, so I didn't know how I was able to see anything. Just a moment after I began to think of the light stuff, a panel appeared in front of me.
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[ World of Reincarnation: High School DxD ]
~ Boons ~
Boon 1: (Click to spin lottery)
Boon 2: (Click to spin lottery)
Boon 3: (Click to spin lottery)
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"Oh my god! Could it be me who was the main character and not Dylan?!" I said with my hands on my cheek. What a turn of events!
As I looked at the panel, I took note of the world I would be reincarnating in High School DxD, the anime about perverted people.
"Spin for me!" I shouted like a cultivator as I clicked the first spin button. I didn't have a reason to prolong this process. In fact, I wanted to speed it up. I got bored a lot before, but High School DxD was a universe full of fun.
Immediately after pressing spin, a lottery wheel appeared in front of me before spinning so fast I could barely see its contents. Luckily for me, I was just barely able to see it. It had a bunch of cool stuff like chaos magic, grease manipulation, water gun fingers, nipple rockets, menstruation control, a bowel piston, a torpedo generator, and more. But I got none of those. Instead, I got what every protagonist got.
"Hohoho, a system," I said as I stroked my nonexistent beard like a sage.
"Next!" I said before finger-fucking the spin button next to the second boon with a smile on my face.
Just like before, a wheel appeared and spun, showing me a bunch of stuff: automatic pimple buster, Midas touch, taser tongue, indestructible bones, hat creation, OAA appearance, flying nimbus, and a bunch of other stuff. But I didn't get anything like that.
"Full integration, Satoru Gojo," I said aloud as I read my second boon.
"Hehe, that's fun," I said as I laughed lightly. Gojo had some pretty cool powers.
"Last one, baby," I said as I pressed the last spin button.
For the last time, the wheel spun, and soon enough, I was presented with my last boon.
"Full Integration, Ryomen Sukuna," I said as I tilted my head. I already had one JJK boon. Why did I get another one?
"Oh well," I said before shrugging and looking over the panel thoroughly. I didn't want to miss anything.
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[ World of Reincarnation: High School DxD ]
~ Boons ~
Boon 1: System
- Boon description: You will have a system in your second life.
Boon 2: Full integration, Satoru Gojo (Pre-enlightenment)
- Boon description: You will fuse with Satoru Gojo, becoming a completely new being.
Boon 3: Full Integration, Ryomen Sukuna (Incarnation: Yuji Itadori )
- Boon description: You will fuse with Ryomen Sukuna, becoming a completely new being.
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"Pretty cool, man. Pretty damn cool," I said as I nodded my head with a smile after reading the panel's content.
"Guess it's time to get going," I said as I felt myself growing drowsy before completely losing consciousness.
To be continued...
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Future author message here: This story is being rewritten. If you're interested in the rewrite you can find it on my profile, it's called [ True Hegemony ].
That's all, thanks.
