Looking up at the purple sky from my balcony, it was still hard for me to believe that this universe was nothing more than a fictional one in my old world. It was still a lot for me to take in, being part of the universe where the supernatural existed, including devils, angels, and beings from various other mythological factions. After regaining my memories from my past life, it was still a lot for me to take in, as I was only seven when I remembered everything from my past life.

I thought I should have panicked, or been having an identity crises, but both sets of memories felt right. Felt like me.

I could not comprehend the how or the why of having apparently been granted a second life. Hell, I did not even know how my first life ended. At that moment, the only things I knew for certain was that I was somehow in the High School DxD universe, and there was going to be the Khaos Brigade, Evil Dragons, Rizevim, and 666 to deal with in the not-so-distant future.

Oh joy, wasn't that going to be a fun experience?

The existential fear crept on me then. Luckily, my knowledge of the future was up to date of the twenty-fifth volume of the series, and – frankly – the Great King faction didn't seem to be that active in the series, other than Sairaorg, but that was all about to change with me, the Next Great King of Bael. Though I was pretty certain that Zeroth Bael did not exist in the story I had known, as the only sons of the current Lord Bael were Sairaorg and Magdaran, as far as I could recall anyways.

Wait, did that mean that I had completely replaced Sairaorg in this universe? That was a shame, for Sairaorg was one of the awesome characters in the series. It looked like this universe was going to have to deal with me as the heir instead of Sairaorg.

At least I was born with the clan's Power of Destruction, so wouldn't have to worry about being shunned or exiled by the members of the clan. That was one problem out of the way as it would probably be quite difficult to make any changes to the universe if I was given Sairaorg's path. Though that wasn't going to stop me of course from going through the rigorous training that Sairaorg went through in the original timeline, hopefully becoming the bad ass that Sairaorg was at the start of the cannon timeline.

Unfortunately however, my power of destruction wasn't nearly as strong as the Gremory siblings, as my father loved to point out. Thus it was easy to understand why Magdaran despised Sirzechs and Rias, having been compared to them all his life, when one of them was the current Lucifer and the other was just as exceptional in talent like her brother. Not to mention that Sirzechs was one of the two Devils alongside Ajuka Beelzebub to be placed among the ranks of the Top 10 "Strongest Beings in the World".

How was a kid supposed to beat that? Seriously, Lord Bael put way to many high expectations on his kids. And now those high expectations were placed onto me as well.

Hopefully becoming the strongest young devil would please him, though that was highly unlikely, given his character. Not that it mattered anyways.

At least Misla, my mother in this world was nothing like Lord Bael and Magdaran's mother. She was at least kind and cared for the wellbeing of her son and this time she wouldn't have to go through the humiliation she went through in the original timeline for giving birth to a defect.

Just thinking about my new family made me miss my old life a little bit. At least in my past life I didn't have a lot of high expectations placed on me and didn't have to worry about seeking the approval of my father, not like Lord Bael deserved it anyways.

Then again, that was what the old Zeroth Bael used to do before my past memories came back. Not anymore, there was no point in seeking the approval of a man who showed no love towards any of his sons. There was no point dealing with the likes of him.

Now I actually had a chance to make a name for myself and become one of the most well known Devils in the Underworld. That and if I was lucky, I would also become the only pure Devil to possess a Longinus-tier Sacred Gear.

While I already was a High-Class Devil and the next Great King, my goal in this new world was to become a Super Devil and eventually one of the strongest Devils in the Underworld. With my power of destruction and Regulus Nemea, it was definitely possible.

If I hoped to make any changes in this world, my first step was to get stronger and become one of the most well known Devils in the Underworld.

Before I could plan my future any further, my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my door creaking open and my mother walked in, surprised to see me up and about.

"Zeroth, you should be resting," my mother scolded, but smiled when she saw that I was well.

No doubt the rush of memories from a past long forgotten had caused me to pass out, which would explain the worried look on her face.

"I'm fine."

"Was it your training from yesterday that caused you to pass out? Your father was disappointed when you didn't show up for your lesson today."

Luckily it would seem that Zeroth Bael had the same mindset as Sairaorg and me. Only the strong survived in the Devil society and he no doubt thought that getting stronger would get his father's attention. Not like he deserved it anyways.

"Yeah."

A simple lie, but better than telling her that I was no longer her son and that someone else from a different world had replaced him.

"Don't worry about it. I know that one day you will become stronger than anyone else." My mother smiled.

She was a very beautiful woman, I noted, with long wavy gold hair, and bright green eyes. It was a shame that she was wasted on the likes of a man like my father, Lord Bael.

"I know."

She was the one good thing that Zeroth Bael had growing up in the Bael castle. At the moment, the only Bael family members who lived within the castle consisted of three people: my father as the current Head of the House, my mother, and me, the next Head of the House, thus she was the only person Zeroth was truly close to, with my father being a dick and all that. Besides that, the only thing that Zeroth had ever received from his father was a maid.

Not to mention that while other children would go to have fun at the beaches of the human world with their families, Zeroth had never gone on a trip outside of the Bael territory, aside from inspecting their family's lands.

Man their childhood sucked. It was no wonder that the sons of the current Lord Bael were completely different from the rest of their ancestors.

My mother seemed to read my mind and said, "He might not show it, but he does care about you."

Only because I had inherited the clan's Power of Destruction and was worthy of becoming the next Great King of Bael for they were the true leader of the Underworld, not the Four Great Satans. If I had been born like Sairaorg there was no doubt in my mind that my father would have cast me out along with my mother for being a failure in his eyes.

Like most of the old Devils, the Bael Clan preferred to stick to the old tradition where demonic power determined everything, going so far as to discriminate their own family members who didn't possess any demonic powers, as was the case with Sairaorg. It made me wish that I had been born as a Gremory instead.

"I will become nothing like him when I become the next Head," I told my mother.

My mother smiled at me. "You are already nothing like him." She leaned towards me and pressed her lips against my forehead. "Just take pride in the fact that you are a Bael, the next Great King. Don't deny your heritage."

"I will."

Pride as a Bael that was something easy to understand, though it would not be like the arrogantly fanatic extent as the descendants of the Old Satans.

"And try not to over exert yourself next time." My mother stood up and made her way to the door. "You won't be able to change anything if you exhaust yourself all the time."

With those last words she left, leaving me alone to finally focus on the situation at hand.

Making my way across the room, I spotted what I was looking for on a table beside my bed.

A full chess set, fifteen pieces in total. The tools needed to begin constructing my future peerage. As a High-Class Devil it was only natural that I would have my own set of Evil Pieces. They were necessary after all for the Devils to rebuild their numbers after the war.

In the original timeline, Sairaorg's peerage consisted mostly of Devils scorned by other Devils, but mine was going to be different.

Just to piss my father off, my peerage was going to have members of different races in it, with the sole exception being Regulus, the Lion King.

But my first goal was to get stronger; to be on the same level that Sairaorg was at the start of cannon.

Only then would I be able to make a difference in this world.

That and there was the Young Devil's Gathering, where Sairaorg would eventually lose his title as the strongest young Devil to Issei Hyoudou, the current Red Dragon Emperor. That was not going to happen to me for I was the next Great King of Bael and the future leader of the Devils. There was no way that I was going to lose to Rias Gremory and Issei Hyoudou.

Hopefully my future peerage would be able to do better than Sairaorg's did against Rias during their Rating Game.

Still, if I wanted to make any changes to this world I would need to get stronger, even stronger than Vali Lucifer was when he became the White Dragon Emperor of the Morning Star.

His aura alone in that form was able to rival that of a Super Devil.

Hopefully with my power of destruction and Regulus Nemea it would be possible to reach that state as well.

Just like Vali and Issei, I would try to gain a power stronger than that of Breakdown the Beast, one that could rival that of Diabolos Dragon and become a Super Devil like Sirzechs Lucifer.

Not to mention getting myself my own harem. Since this was the High School DxD universe, having a harem was basically a norm in this world. Except for the Four Great Satans whom were the only ones not to have one and the Angels since they would fall if they gave in to the temptation.

At least there was that to look forward to besides all the other important stuff to worry about.

More than anything though I needed to focus on surviving in this dangerous world.

As the next leader of the Devils I would need to have the same level of demonic power that Sirzechs had if I hoped to survive and thrive in the world of Devils.

Not even my father would be able to complain if he knew just how strong I planned to be.

Gazing once more at my set of Evil Pieces, I knew it was time to begin my plan to become the strongest and nothing was going to stand in my way.

That's all for chapter one of my second SI-fic, hope you all enjoyed reading and let me know what you guys thought about it.

And if you didn't realize it by now, yes, Zeroth will have his own harem in this story.

As for Zeroth's peerage, here is the complete list. Took me a while to decide who to put in it, and decided to have his peerage consist mostly of different races.

King: Zeroth Bael

Queen: Kuroka

Bishop, Mutation Piece: Valerie Tepes

Bishop: Rossweisse

Knight: Raynare

Knight: Bennia

Rook: Lilitifa Vepar

Rook: Katerea Leviathan

Pawn x7: Regulus

Pawn: Kiyome Abe

As you can see, all of them are CANNON characters and none of them belongs to another franchise. And as you can tell, he will also have two Longinus in his group. There will also be no genderbent characters in this story.

And yes, there will be no Sairaorg in this story. Zeroth has completely replaced his character.

Like my other SI-fic, this is mainly just for fun and to help improve my writing with first person.

Anyways, that's it for now. The next chapter will be up once I finish chapter three.