1 Prologue: The life of a doctor who was not a bad person.

James Smith was a world-renowned surgeon physician, he saved more than five thousand lives by performing operations that were considered virtually impossible to perform.

He grew up in an ordinary neighborhood in an ordinary city, the mother died when he was three years old from cancer, and his father died when he was eighteen when he was shot dead amid a robbery.

The parents were not rich yet they left enough money for him to live well for a few years, which he used to pay for his college.

He was a fun guy to be around always making jokes and laughing, people around him adored him he always tried to help people, on his days off he always read in orphanages, but something that few knew was that he did not because she was a good person.

He did because he felt guilty, he served in the army, and while he was there was sent to fight in a war in Somalia, he saw and did things of which he still has nightmares.

That place was what you would call hell, children holding guns and killing for an old piece of bread, women were raped by soldiers who seemed to be animals without any logic or reason.

And this was not even worse often while he was in combat against enemy soldiers, he killed only to find out they were children, and this happened dozens of times while he was there.

When he was discharged from the army, after losing a leg because of a bomb, it was the happiest day of his life and if a leg was the price to get out of that hell it was okay.

He studied a lot and graduated from a good medical school despite being already 35 when he graduated he did not care, he started working in a hospital and helping people and every time he saved a life he felt that at least he took some of the blood he had shed.

He only had two hobbies that distracted him from work, one of which was to have a good meal and in that he was extremely picky, he did all the cooking courses that he could to perfect his skill, and if he had decided to open a restaurant he would surety would become rich.

The other was to read manga, watch anime, and read novel, he was a big fan of High School DxD that was his anime, and favorite novel.

The only thing he would change was that if he was Issei he would not be winding up to declare himself to the girls around him and he would definitely go to the end, you see he was a virgin at fifty that's why he thought so.

Today he had just gotten out of surgery when he noticed several nurses, and doctors running alongside a girl who looked to be three, he thought that because he saw her in a daycare uniform.

When she asked one of the nurses why all this upheaval, the nurse replied that she was the daughter of the director of F.B. I and that her was already going there.

After that he went to his room to get some sleep before going home, for he was already forty-eight hours without sleep.

After that he woke up when he heard an explosion everything seemed to be shaking and falling he left the room just to see the whole building collapsing right over his head, so he thought.

Holly Shitt.