The Hunter's are Orario's pride and joy, a Legacy dating past her construction. Bell enters Orario in hopes of becoming a Hunter to join the ranks of the legends that preceded him. However, what he didn't know was what the Hunter's truly fought for, what dark secrets hid beneath the surface and in plain sight, and how a forgotten prophecy would soon begin to change their world.

Reincarnation is a fickle wish, but one he desired. Transitioning from human to devil, he was placed in a world familiar, yet different. Whether or not the Deities are trolling him, he knows one thing for sure: This is the world of DxD. He knows the plot, the characters, and most importantly, he knows exactly what to do. Flames to Ashes, Ashes to Flames, the Phoenix will rise.

Three fingers. That's how many people I cared about in this shit world. Society lies and thieves steal without consequences. The strong abuse their power and the weak work their ass off to live. This new life is better; be your own King and live your life how you want. Aincrad is a blessing, and yet, I only regret one thing. Funnily enough, it doesn't concern me at at all.

The System failed me, just like it has for many others. Our 'Justice' is nothing but a frail network spun by heartless politicians and supported by duped Heroes. They cast me away like trash. They ruined my family and left them to die. They spun a story and made me... a 'Villain'. I'll tear down this society and show them the Truth. This World... everything will crumble.