Estarossa Astaroth

In an incredibly lavish room a handsome boy around fifteen years of age with back length dark cyan colored hair was slumbering peacefully.

Suddenly, his brows twitched and he jumped off the bed gasping heavily.

(1st, POV; the rest of the story will be 1st pov)

"Shit!! Where am I?!!"

I observed my surroundings and realised I was in a fancy room. The room seemed like it belonged to a royalty.

I stood up straight and went in front of the mirror.

Long green hair, bright golden eyes, pale skin, too handsome a face, tall but unhealthy skinny...

"Nope, definitely not me."

I denied without an ounce of doubt.

"This means only one thing..."

Transmigration!

I fucking transmigrated!

The last thing I remember was passing out at a club while hanging out with my friends.

"Let's get through the memories real quick."

I closed my eyes and started recalling everything this new body of mine experienced.

Estarossa Astaroth, the third son of Lord Astaroth.

The most talented descendant of the clan produced after several centuries. Speculated to reach the same level as his cousin Ajuka Beelzebub or surpass him.

Unfortunately, the world was truly jealous of his talent and he acquired the infamous Devil sleeping disease ten years ago.

It makes Devils fall into deep sleep and they wouldn't be able to wake up. Their bodies gradually weaken until they die.

"So, the original died and I took over."

I guess that solved the mystery. It also explains why this body is ghostly pale and unrealistically skinny.

"But, Devils... Astaroth Clan... so it's that world, huh."

As a harem lover otaku, I instantly understood which world I got transferred to.

High School DxD; one of the top-tier all time best harem anime with broken abilities.

Well, if you ignore the retarded protagonist screaming "Boobs" in front of legendary Dragons and literal Gods!

Though, he was honest with his feelings and not a goody two-shoes pussy who hesitates to kill and forgives the villains.

"Whatever, since I am here. His dream will never come true."

I shrugged. I am honest with my feelings too. When in Rome do as Romans do. It's DxD, building a harem goes without saying. And, I plan to catch em' all!!!

"Alright, time for greetings."

I turned back and walked out of the room. I walked through the gigantic hallways of the Astaroth Castle marveling at its size.

In a minute or two, I stood in front of another door.

"Here goes nothing, cough! Mother!"

Bang!!!

The door broke into pieces and a shadow flow out and It embraced me tightly. All this happened so fast, I was unable to react.

"This isn't a dream right...no, you are real! real! Oh Satan!! Wuu..."

Yes, she's my, I mean Estarossa's mother Elena Astaroth; aka Lady Astaroth.

She's a gorgeous woman with long jade green hair, golden eyes and a slender figure.

"Mother, stop it. I'm alright."

I said and wiped her tears. Though my voice was heavy too. Estarossa loved his mother dearly and his feelings affected me as well.

"Yes, son. You're alright. It's a joyous event I shouldn't cry..."

She tried to compose herself, a task at which she failed miserably. As tears kept pouring non-stop.

"Mother..."

I simply hugged her tightly and let her vent.

...

"Phew... she actually fell asleep."

In the end, mother hugged me to sleep. I carefully brought her to the bed so as not to disturb her.

"She needs it very much. After you got sick she never managed to sleep properly."

Said the man standing behind me. He has blond hair and amber eyes with a refined face.

He's Granzboa Astaroth, my father and the current head of House Astaroth known as lord Astaroth.

"It's good that you woke up son."

Father said and patted me on the shoulder.

"Yeah, it feels like I am reborn."

"So, mind filling me in on the details of what occurred when I slept?"

"Why not, though nothing much happened..."

He began telling everything that happened during these ten years. As he said, nothing really happened.

The most stirring thing that happened was Sairaorg beating his half-brother and snatching the title of heir.

Apart from this, the Satans gathered the six most important Clan heirs and organised the Youth Rating Game Tournament.

"So, Diodora was selected as the heir?"

"Yeah, well...now that you're up I will announce you—"

"No need, Sairaorg defeated his brother and earned the position of heir right?"

"Hmm...are you by chance..."

Father's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Damn right."

I said with a savage grin. How can I miss this chance to crack down on Diodora Ass-To-Mouth~

"Sigh...do what you want. He has grown too arrogant these days. Someone needs to beat sense into him anyway."

Wow, looks like no one likes Diodora not even father.

Well, there's nothing to like about that guy anyway.

...

"Huff... Let's check this out."

I came back to my room and laid on the bed.

At the corner of my right eye a blue dot kept blinking.

"So, what to say? Hmm, status!"

[Name- Estarossa Astaroth

Gender- Male

Age- 16

Race- Pure-blood Devil

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Demonic Power- Super Devil-Class

Strength- Low-Class Devil

Speed- Low-Class Devil

Stamina- Low-Class Devil

Durability- Low-Class Devil

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Racial abilities-

-Demonic Power Manipulation

-Language

-Flight

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Personal abilities- None]

Yes, a status screen. The only perk I obtained as a transmigrator.

No system, just a plain and simple status screen. Though I am not that fond of systems anyway. So, I appreciate it.

Now, my body is obviously weak as hell so it's natural for my physical attributes to be this pitiful. However, what caught my attention was the insane amount of Demonic Power I possess.

But, I only have the raw energy and not the combat abilities to fight against a Super Devil or Gods for that matter.

I need to develop my personal skills and master my powers. Then go further and beyond!

Before that, I need to sleep.

Lastly, I checked if I can summon the status screen through mental command and it worked. Convenient, now I don't need to say it out loud.

.....

"So, this should be enough."

I muttered and took a final glance at the work chart I drew.

After looking into everything I concluded; I have more or less two years before cannon.

In these years I need to defeat Diodora, gather peerage members and fully master my powers.

Easy to say, but hard to accomplish.

But, I should be able to do this much as a transmigrator with future knowledge at my disposal.

"First thing first, training. Maid!"

I called out to a maid standing on duty outside my room.

"Yes, young master. How may I assist you?"

"Bring me to the training ground."

I really need to learn how to teleport. This one is essential.

The maid nodded her head and created a magic circle beneath our feet. It began to glow as she channeled Demonic Power into it. Light enveloped us and the next moment, we appeared at the training ground.

[This idea has been on my mind for a long time. I wanted to write a fanfic with an OC Super Devil. Just a simple Super Devil like Sirzechs and Ajuka no other cheats. Nothing from other anime or novels. Again, this is just an OC self insert nothing more. That means, no AU, of course the plot will change due to my OC's existence. In other words, his actions will actively change the plot.]