DxD: Primordial Chaos

In a dark place without any presence of light, a transparent guy got up rubbing the back of his head. He noticed the strange surrounding he look around to find nothing.

"Is this some sort of a prank, cut it out it's not fun" He said slightly high voice, the result no one replied to him. He's getting frustrated and scared at the same time, he sat down as he already give up.

"Just where am i? If this is a prank then I'm dead? I thought it was just dream the fuck?" He mutter, while pinching his chin he's trying to comprehend his current situation, why he's here.

After some time nothing come up to his mind, he laid down facing upwards he saw something is descending. 'Maybe another victim of a' prank', or another soul of the dead ' he thought, while watching the descending light.

He saw an old man with long white beard he's topless while his bottom were covered by a blinding light. He immediately a word form in his mind' Censorship', the old man look at him with pity.

"What are you old man?" He asked, without any hesitation. The old man laugh to his remark and said "I'm ROB you also call me God"

He immediately deny the god "Rob is really better" he said while staring at the old man. The old man wasn't offended by it, as it's pretty normal for mortal souls to say that.

"Very well, so let me read your death certificate, name ******** age 19 cause of death cardiac arrest." The old said reading the piece of paper.

Hia twitched 'I' m healthy, what the fuck happened?? ' Seeing his complicated expression ROB said "It's my fault, I give you an illness by mistake"

"Just I expected, it's you ROB really brings trouble to the living beings like me" He exclaimed, he's not upset instead he's glad.

He continued "Since, you killed me you need to give me a compensation don't you ROB?"

ROB face twitched and sighed "Apparently yes, but it's not what expected. You can't wish for a rule breaking system like gamer system, Template system, overpowered skills such as Gluttony, Omnipotence, Omnipresence, Omniscience"

"Fuck, aren't that too unfair!?" He exclaimed, he's having a hard time believing this shit.

ROB said "Indeed unfair but that's how it works, since people with that kind of system and skill were too strong at the start. Henceforth, no one is allowed to wish for those kind of cheats"

His face darkened"I better sleep, as I would died if a Power beings breath on thr wrong way"

ROB then said "You won't die easily, if were reincarnated as you will have a thing called Plot Armour"

His head perked up, when he heard the word plot armour. His imagination run wild imagining having a harem of finest women in existence.

"It seems not bad, can I make a wish now?" He asked

"Hohoho! Yes, of course you can" ROB said with excitement.

"Alright, I wish for Umbra-Chaotic Physiology !" He said, hoping that it's not too overpowered. ROB fell in deep thought, thinking that it's powerful ROB surf his mind. ROB found that chaos manipulation, isn't rare! In marvel and dc always people wielding the power but still defeated.

" Although it's quite powerful, but and destructive at same time due to the fact you can literally warp the reality to your liking. You also add darkness, which complimented each other fascinating choice" ROB said, with amuse expression on his face.

"Then, it's denied?"He asked ROB with low voice. ROB shooked his head and laughed" Nonono! It's granted but you're going to start as a beginner and find way to learn it! You've 2 more, what's your next wish?"

He thought that he need to keep on track to his stats" My 2nd wish is to able to see my status "

" That's easy, granted what's next? " ROB asked

He shooked his head " I don't have any wish maybe there's please give me land and identity so no suspension, and please send me away I'm excited to this new life in another world"

ROB nodded" If that's what you wanted, but tell me the name you wanted after your transmigration"

He nodded and began writing his name 'Blake"Nero" Snow' after writing he disappeared.

ROB muttered "Blake Snow... What an edgy name, this name mean Black Snow or Dark Snow. Maybe this is a normal name for someone who has a primordial umbra-chaotic Physiology"

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Blake appeared in an dilapidated building, with many holy symbols there is even a cross with out of stone. Blake ignored the place he's currently at and focus on himself.

Right now he's imitating Wanda's hand movements for him to produce primordial chaos energy, the result nothing happened.

"I can feel the chaos energy but it's difficult to use, I should've wish for knowledge. Alas, it's too late to regret I'm on my own now, maybe meditation might work increasing my control" He murmur, and noticed the altar there's a paper.

Blake approached the altar, he picked up the papers and read the context of the paper. He faintly smiled 'ROB is quick on his job' then, Blake wonder where he should place, his documents as he still don't have any knowledge on any abilities that can create a storage or something like that.

"Then, time to test the if I csn see my status or not APPRAISE"

Name: Blake"Nero"Snow

Race: Primordial Entity

Title: [Transmigrator] [The Chaos]

Gender: Male

Age: Not-Applicable

Attack Potency: Average Human

Speed: Average Human

Lifting Strength: Average Human

Striking Strength: Average Human

Durability: Varies

Stamina: Irrelevant

Range: Extended Melee

Standard Equipment: None

Intelligence: Average

Weaknesses: Primordial Order, Primordial Light

Physiology: Primordial Umbra-Chaotic Physiology

Skills/Abilities: Self-Appraisal

"I'm too week, but once I'm able to use the energy in me, I will be the strongest in the existence" Blake started to laugh, like a maniac. His laugh stop when he found a mirror.

Blake stare at the mirror with blank expression, blade his handsome face with white hair and pale skin, as well as crack/vein markings that appears under his right eyes. Furthermore, his eyes have also silver in color with white slit pupils.

His his attire are consisted of black shirt, stretchable skiny black jeans, black sock and 'Satan Shoes' Nike Air Max 97. Blake was amaze by his new looks 'I might fall in love with myself' he thought narcissistically.

"I do look like Astral Trinity from Trinity Seven deym. My harem plan is going smooth" Blake said while grinning.

Blake suddenly realize that he don't have any information, about the world he's currently at and says "I'm an idiot, I to gather information"

Blake went out to the abandon church 'The design is modern, it seems I'm in modern era, finally exuded the medieval fantasy era'

Blake followed the street heading towards the bustling town. He ask the people about anything he can think of, Blake spent eight hours gathering informations, his way of gathering information is worth it. He finally figured out that he's transmigrated into Draconic Deus or DxD verse.

Going back to his current place to stay as he don't have any money on him so abandon church is only choice he have, while going to his hideout a sinister smile form on his face 'I finally found, my punching bags, poor strays they wouldn't be able to see the dawn'

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[ I don't know what to do but please give me your suggestions. HAHAHA!]