How did I get here you might ask? Simple. I died. Yes, died. At the age of 20 years old, I died. Not in the worst way though. It was quick, and painless… But the results were… messy…

You see, I was hit by a train. No, I didn't commit suicide. The thought had passed my mind in my teenage years, but I never went through with it.

The reason why I was hit by a train was because a little girl got her foot stuck in the tracks while crossing. I saw the train approaching and acted fast. I got the little girl free, but not in time to save her and myself.

I didn't have much to live for. Sure, I was a smart guy, but my chronic depression gave a certain lack of energy to do anything of note. I know that sounds like an excuse, but it's true. The psychiatrists all agreed. Anyway, I pushed the girl out of harm's way, and took a train right in the kisser.

Now, I thought that was it. I was never much of a believer. To me, death was a nap that you never woke up from. Boy was I wrong. Imagine my shock when I woke up in a black void, seeing a strange figure in front of me.

He/she looked kinda like Alien X from Ben 10… Yes, I like cartoons and anime, don't judge! Digression aside, I was extremely confused, not knowing what was going on. I mean, I DIED for fuck's sake! How am I here?! And who/what is in front of me?!

"Greetings, Chosen One." The figure spoke. At least, I think it was the figure. The voice seemed t come from all around me, and didn't really sound male or female. Almost as if many voices were speaking at the same time.

"Uuuh… Hi?" I greeted back dumbly. Wait, did he/she/they say 'Chosen One?' What does that mean? Chosen for what?

"I am the Creator. You, Child, have caught my attention." It, that's what I'm gonna call it, introduced. Wait, how exactly am I a child? And what are you the 'Creator' of?

"Um… Ok… How so?" I asked skeptically. I was really trying not to freak out here.

"You saved a little girl in danger, at the cost of your own life. Very few human beings would do that." The Creator explained.

"I don't see how that makes me very special. I'm hardly the first person to die saving another's life." I voiced my confusion. The Creator gave an amused chuckle at my words.

"Maybe not, but you did it because it was the right thing to do. No ulterior motive, no expectations of repayment, no selfish thoughts whatsoever. That is why I have Chosen you to be my next warrior." It explained.

"Warrior?" I asked in confusion, tilting my head. The Creator nodded and extended its hand forward, palm facing away from it.

A big flash of light appeared in front of its palm, making me cover my eyes. Once I new that the flash was gone, I uncovered my eyes and gasped in shock as I took in my surroundings. The black void was no longer a void. It looked I was standing in the middle of space, seeing many different galaxies and stars. I almost thought I WAS in space, but I was standing on a solid, albeit transparent, surface. That, and I was breathing.

"Tell me Child, do you believe in the Multiverse Theory?" The Creator asked me. I gave the question a moment of thought.

"Well, I never saw any reason to believe or not believe it. Multiple versions of the same Earth occupying the same point in space, but vibrating at different frequencies, resulting in no contact between them. Is that the theory you're talking about?" The Creator nodded at my question. "Well, it did seem a bit far fetched, but it's not the craziest theory out there. Why do you ask?" I asked curiously.

"Because, I have chosen you to become my newest Warrior." The Creator answered.

"That still doesn't answer my question." I pointed out. "What exactly does being your 'Warrior' entail?" I asked.

"You will travel along the multiverse, living a life in one world after another, for eternity." My eyes widened at the answer.

"Eternity?" I exclaimed in shock.

"Indeed. As one of my chosen ones, you will be placed in a new universe, live your life in said universe until you die, and then be placed in the next universe." The Celestial-Sepian look-alike explained. "And yet, at the same time, multiple version of you will exist in all universes." My eyes were wider than dinner plates and my hands were gripping my hair. How on any Earth can this be real?! "I can see you need time to process this. I will return when you have accepted the truth." The Creator spoke after a moment of silence. Before I could stop it, or at least try, it disappeared in a flash of light, ignoring my yells for it to come back.

And so started a long period of waiting… And waiting… And waiting… And waiting… I yelled for the Creator to return a lot in those first few days. At least, I think they were days. It could've been longer, or shorter. I never got hungry, or sleepy. It was extremely quiet, and boring. I gave up calling for the Creator to return eventually. To pass the time, started counting the stars. That got old real fast. After that, I tried walking in a straight line continuously. As I expected, this void was infinite, just like space. I don't know how long I was alone. Maybe long enough to lose my mind, I don't know. Eventually, I just lay on the ground and looked straight up.

I started thinking, about everything. My life, how I lived, what did and didn't do. What I knew, what I didn't. Who I met, and didn't. What I saw and didn't. Even ridiculous things like what foods I ate and didn't. Eventually, my thoughts the reached the day my life ended, and I found myself in this void. The Creator said that it would return when I accepted the truth. I've accepted that I'm dead. I've accepted that the multiverse is real. What else? I know what else. I'm now bound to the Creator, aren't I? A slave. Well, not really a slave. Servant maybe? Nah. It referred to me as its 'Warrior.' So, I'm like a personal Knight then?

At first, the thought didn't much appeal to me. But, I started thinking about what I get out of it. I would live forever, so to speak. Of course, I would eventually die in each universe, but I would be reborn into the next and the cycle would continue indefinitely. That's not a bad way to live. Imagine all the things I could learn! Different languages, different Martial Arts, so on and so forth. All I'd have to do is serve the Creator. Is that really so bad? It saved me from death, so maybe this new life could be a good. Of course, I'll miss my parents and family back home, but I didn't really talk to them much. It won't be the hardest thing for me to move on. Not the easiest either, but still.

"I see you have accepted the truth." A familiar amalgamation of voices spoke. I sat up and turned to see the Creator. Standing up, I faced it and nodded.

"I'm ready to serve as your Warrior, Creator." I said as I knelt. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to, but better safe than sorry.

"Rise my Warrior. I appreciate the respect, but there is no need to bow or kneel. I am a mentor, not a master." The Creator explained. Good to know. I stood up faced the Creator, ready for my first task.

"What now?" I asked in curiosity as I walked over to the Creator, standing beside it. It extended its arm, and created a bright silver, swirling portal.

"The multiverse is not as split as one would think. There are small connections that bind some worlds to others." The creator explained.

"Such as?" I asked.

"A person could have a psychic link to another world that they mistake as imagination, or even dreams. Such as JK Rowling in your world. She had a Psychic connection to another world that she wrote about in her books." The Alien X copy explained.

"You're telling me Harry Potter is real?!" I exclaimed in shock. Never would have guessed that.

"Indeed. Along with most, if not all stories that authors and artists invented." Creator answered. An image of me getting my hands on a lightsaber, or being trained by Batman, or even losing an arm and a leg using alchemy came to mind. THAT was a weird thought. "The first world I will send you to is one that you are familiar with. You will be provided with a place to stay whilst not working, and the skills you need will be taught to you by the people you align with." The Creator explained as it stepped aside for me to enter the portal.

"Understood." I said with a nod of understanding.

"Good luck Warrior." The Creator said as I walked towards the portal. However, I stopped before I went through it.

"You mentioned something." I said, turning back to face my new mentor. "You said I'd hop from universe to universe, yet exist in all of them at the same time." I reminded.

"Yes." The Creator nodded. "From your own point of view, you will live in one universe, be reborn, and the cycle will continue. In actuality, you are living all lives at the same time." It, or maybe I should say 'they' as 'it' sounds a bit respectful, explained. I nodded. That's not too complicated… I'm seeing events one at a time, rather than all together. Not too complicated.

"Thank you." I nodded at them. They returned the nod.

"Be weary, Warrior. You will go through changes in blood, soul, and memory. It will take time to complete, but the changes will start as soon s you exit that portal." They warned me. Well, not so much warned as they did notify.

"I understand." I nodded again. And with a deep breath, I entered the portal, and that's when everything went black.

I opened my eyes as I felt the light of the portal fade. I found myself in the living room of a very plain-looking apartment. Two couches, one 2-seater, one 3-seater, sitting across from each other with a flat-screen television in between the ends, making it easy for all who sat to see. The kitchen area had a large window-like hole in the wall that made the living room visible, and there were 3 other doors. I checked each one, finding them to be one bathroom, one bedroom, and one master bedroom with its own shower room. Not an overly fancy apartment, but it was nice enough that I wouldn't mind living in I for about 5 years before wanting to move.

I went over to the kitchen area and explored the cupboards. I groaned when I saw that they were void of anything edible. There were mugs, plates, cutlery and the like, but no actual food. That means I'd have to go buy food. And that means I'd have to work for money. I had a job back home, computer programming, but I could do that from my bed, so it was ideal for me. And I got that job thanks to my Dad who recommended me to his boss. Over here, I don't have any qualifications. At least, I don't think so.

I was pulled out of my musings when I saw an envelope on the kitchen counter. Tilting my head in curiosity, I picked it up. On it was a single sentence:

Warrior, this is your new self.

-Creator

Raising my eyebrow, I opened the envelope and pulled out two sheets of paper folded together. Unfolding them, I read the contents.

"Holy Hell!" I yelled, seeing the information. On the paper, was what almost looked like a character profile for the main character of a famous book. That wasn't what surprised me though. What surprised me was the info the profile gave. There was the usual; age, gender, name, etc. Then there were things like abilities, relatives, species and equipment. It was then that I realised what univere I was in.

I was in the universe of Highschool DxD…

How do I know this you might ask? Well, this little character sheet has three particular bits that give it away, specifically under home, equipment, and species. It says here that my hometown was a place called Kuoh. Sound familiar? The species part was a bit confusing, but made some lick of sense, so we'll get to that at a later date. In the equipment area, it mentioned a particular weapon, but here's the kicker; it also mentioned a Sacred Gear called Canem Inferos. After that, it was a no-brainer.

I'm in the DxD-verse...

It took me some time, but I eventually managed to soak everything in. I'm in the DxD universe, I'm not completely human anymore, I have a backstory and relatives here, and I also have several powerful objects in my possession. All that, among other things, was a lot to take in. Once I had finally calmed down, I continued reading.

I was still a Brit, which was a relief. I like my accent. I was also born in London, like in my previous life. My appearance however, was caught my attention. The info the profile gave was very different to what I knew. So, I got up from the couch, and walked over to the bathroom

"What the fuck!?" I exclaimed as I saw myself. I looked so different! Before, my hair was brown, my eyes were blue, I had a bit of baby fat on my pale face, and I was a bit overweight for my age. Now, I was completely different! My hair was black, my eyes were heterochromic, deep blue on the left and molten gold on the right, I didn't have much baby fat anymore, and I was more tanned than before. It was still definitely me, my face, but different. Almost as if I dyed my hair, exercised, got contacts and spent more time in the sun.

I took off my T shirt, which was plain black, and gasped at my figure. I now had four pack abs, decent biceps, and rather broad shoulders. All in all, I looked pretty good!

"Nice." I said with a grin. Maybe this new me will help with my social anxiety. I was pulled from my musings when I heard a rumbling from my stomach. "Ok, I need something to eat." I told myself with a sigh as I rubbed my stomach. I had no idea how long I was musing around in that void when the Creator left me alone. Must've worked up an appetite.

So, I grabbed the key to my new apartment from the hook in the living room, and took out a credit card and ID I found in the envelope from earlier. The ID gave me the name Damon Azrail, and it was written in Japanese. Strange, I could read the Japanese writing as if it were plain English. It wasn't, I could see that, but I could read it just fine. The Creator must have given me the ability to read and speak Japanese. Cool. So, my stuff now in hand, I left my apartment, which was room number 304, left the building, and headed towards the nearest supermarket, which, as if by a work of fate, it happened to be a 5 minute walk away. I think I just might like this new, yet familiar, world.

OK, so here's the beginning of my DxD WotC Redux. I'm sure you've noticed the similarities and differences between this one and the original. And I'm also pretty sure you've guessed that the Sacred Gear will be different. I'll say this much; it will be similar, but still different.

Concerning the harems, there won't be much change. I won't bother with any listings just yet, but I will say that I won't bother listing Issei's harem. Like before, Damon is the main character, not Issei, so most of the girls will go to him.

Finally, I need a few more opinions. Damon will become a Devil, that much is certain, but not immediately. I'm thinking after the Riser Arc. But who will he serve under? Not Rias, because Black and White already shows an OC Rias servant. I need to decide who Damon will join here: Sona or Serafall? Tell me in your reviews!