Full Summary: Issei Hyoudou was meant to be a normal overly perverted pervert, born from the day he met the perverted leecher in the park all those years ago. However, what if he met not only the pervert, but also a strange man that grants him a power called the Sekiryuutei? Now, he was an overly perverted pervert that wields the Sekiryuutei. But why does something tell Issei the man that gave him this power wants something in return? After all, what can Issei offer to someone who had already lost everything?

Dragon of the Cosmos

[ Highshool DxD ] x [ The Delusional Guardians ]

Stage 1:

Birth

"Hoho, come here boy."

A bearded old man patted the spot next to him on the bench.

The young chocolate-brown haired boy cocked his head in suspicion. He didn't know for what reason the cheerful old man was calling him over for. He was just enjoying himself, playing a game of tag with his friend Irina before he had to go use the restroom.

It had only been moments since Irina left him to use the bathroom, and the grandpa had called him.

"Don't worry boy, I won't do anything to you." He rose his hands, palm upwards almost as if he were shrugging. "Not like I can in my old age."

He let out a booming laugh, almost as if he had just told the greatest joke. The boy wasn't amused, just continuing to stare at him in confusion.

"Come, sit."

Reluctantly, the young boy sat on the bench beside him. Almost immediately, he wrapped his arm around the boy, who couldn't have been more than ten years old with his small frame and innocent eyes.

"So what's your name?"

"Issei. Hyoudou Issei." The boy spoke his first words to the strange old man.

"Ahh, such a fine name for a person who is going to inherit my passion." He spoke as if the now named Issei was actually going to take his passion and make it his own. "So Issei! Let me tell you of something you should treasure! It's the greatest gift that Kami himself has ever granted to us."

He paused for dramatic effect. "I'm talking about breasts! Oppai!" He had unslung his arm from around the boy as he looked at the old man in wonder. He pressed his hands underneath his chest, right where two mounds of flesh would have been had he been a woman. "They are the greatest things Kami has ever granted to us. These orbs are sacred, containing everything there is about a woman. A woman's beauty is defined in their breasts. Big or small, it does not matter. All that matters is if their breasts fit them! All breasts are granted by Kami, therefore all breasts should be great."

Issei's jaw opened in amazement as this newfound revelation given to him by this messenger of the Kami. "I-I see. So that means-"

"That means the only way to find true understanding of a woman is in her oppai!" The old man finished excitedly. "Do you see my young apprentice? Breasts are the things most important to a woman's figure. Remember, it is a gift from Kami himself! That is why only women possess them. If it was ordinary, everyone would have it. Since only women have it, it means it is special!"

"Y-yes!" Issei's eyes shined with newfound admiration. "I understand what you mean now Mister...?"

"Ah." The old man scratched the back of his head. "Well, my name doesn't matter."

He pointed, and Issei saw his friend Irina.

"Well, your friend is back. You might not want to keep him waiting."

The old man stood and stretched, exhaling a deep breath. "Well, best of luck to you Issei, my young students. Remember my teachings!"

"Yes, of course!" He nodded excitedly. "I will remember your wisdom."

The old man chuckled before leaving the park.

Irina looked at the old man's back, before turning back to his friend. His violet eyes shined in questioning, as she proceeded to ask Issei, "Who is that?"

"My teacher!" Issei puffed his chest out. "Irina, let me pass some of the wisdom he gave me. The beauty of a woman lies in her breasts!"

"W-what?!" Irina gasped as a heavy red blush appeared on his face, his voice turning even higher, much like a flustered girl's.

"Yes! All breasts are beautiful! Small, big, it doesn't matter! All breasts are blessed by Kami, so they are sacred treasures!" He paused, not noticing with every word he spoke, Irina's face grew redder and flustered. "Wait, Irina, how do you feel about oppai? Would you prefer big or small?"

A bright-red Irina slapped Issei in the face.

"Ow...my face still hurts." Issei rubbed his face.

He walked out of the park, seeing as he had no more reason to stay in it. Irina's parents had picked him up due to some emergency at home, causing them to have to return home immediately.

Since Issei was given a ride by Irina's parents, he was now forced to walk home alone. Thankfully, the walk home only took a few minutes from the park.

Something caught his eye. A figure dressed in dark colors looked out of place on one of the bus stop benches. He had leaned all the way back so his head was angled upwards at the sky.

"Excuse me mister!"

Something tugged at his chest to call out to this strange figure.

The figure straightened, as he turned his head to Issei.

Brown eyes met the deepest amber. Issei lost his breath at how beautiful and deep his eyes were, able to captivate men and women alike.

"Are you okay?" It was a question that came out of his timid mouth.

The amber-eyed male cocked his eye, his hood hiding most of his facial appearance. Issei blinked in confusion. If the hood shadowed his face, then how did he know the color of his eyes?

The male's eyes glowed as they lit up with power brighter than the Sun itself. Issei's jaw dropped open upon seeing a man's eye glow.

"W-wh-"

"You...Sekiryuutei." The man stood and walked, each step echoing in his hearing. The world slowed around them, the car passing by them no longer mattering as the man got closer with every step.

"Sek-?!" Once again, words got caught in his throat as he fell on his butt, looking upwards in fear at the tall man that now stood right in front of him, looking down at him as if he were some kind of God.

He held out his hand, and pressed two fingers against Issei's forehead, a red glow emitting from his fingertips.

Issei grew silent as he found himself frozen in place, his arms refusing to answer his desire to crawl away.

The man gave him an uneasy smile. "For you to be gifted the power of the Sekiryuutei...maybe you will be able to do what I cannot."

The red glow faded from his fingers, as he pulled his fingers from his forehead. He leaned downwards and muttered to the young boy. "Much like how I was given a gift I couldn't refuse, I now give you a gift I will not let you refuse. This is the story that I have started for you, and only you can determined how you will reach the ending." The uneasy smile stretched into a crazed smile. "But just maybe, even with the same beginning, this story will end differently from mine."

Finally, Issei's body obeyed him as he closed his eyes as the man's outstretched hand reached for him.

However, Issei felt nothing and timidly opened his eyes.

The man was gone, almost as if he was never there.

A unfamiliar cold feeling grew in Issei's stomach, and he shakily made his way home.

Chapter End

Welcome to my newest story that I might spend the next couple months working on.

This is just the Prologue to the story. Of course, while this story does have Sekiryuutei-Issei, no story of mine is complete without some kind of AU twist.

Luckily for you, this story's true AU won't start off until after the canon arc. To be more specific, the AU will truly begin after the Peace Treaty Arc in place of the Khaos Brigade. The AU will be taken from the same universe as my original story, the Delusional Guardians that is up on Wattpad. I may port it over to fictionpress for simplicity, as of right now, the first book is up on Wattpad, with updates every half-month.

It is not needed to read my original series, the only thing needed to know is this universe of DxD and my series are connected.

That is all for now, until next time.

-Houvdon