DXD: Hard To Kill

FROM: THE GREAT AND POWERFUL SUPER ULTRA GOD

You may be wondering why you are here, well to grant your wish of being a 'Baddass' swordsman/shinigami!!! what better way than to teleport you to an epic adventure where you journey on the perilous path of becoming more powerful!!

You may also be wondering what about the family of your current incarnation. The answer is figure it out yourself.

If you are questioning why this world looks familiar then it's because it was inspired by that game Dungeon FIghter Online that you played during your high school years.

You will be sent back to the world of your current incarnation once you deal with the dragon at the end of the journey, the amount of time you take is up to you and if you die somehow well that's too bad.

~Good luck and have a fun adventure!

P.S If you somehow manage to die with a body like that then you probobly deserved it.

P.S.S Hope you enjoy the free food and drink as gratitude for keeping quiet about purposely killing you to the other gods

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Underneath an ocean on a seabed floor tiled with decorative shells and gems alike reveals 2 figures seated next to a logic defying lit campfire. One of the figures was a bald man with the appearance of an elder with red eyes, a very long white beard, and long eyebrows, a pair of long, perpendicular scars above his right eye. His clothes are a black shihakusho and a white haori he wears as a cape.

The younger of the two wears a similar outfit without the haori. His messy crimson red hair left uncut most likely out of lethargy and his tired silver eyes indicate exhaustion. Panting with half lidded eyes he speaks to his older tea sipping companion: "Do you even need to eat? I'm pretty sure you're a spirit or something if you came from my sword."

"Whether or not I require food is irrelevant considering you can simply make rations appear from thin air and besides shouldn't you be respecting your elders much less your teacher child?"

Twitching a brow at being called a child he responds

"I told you I'm technically atleast over 20 right now if you add in my last life's age in so stop calling me a kid"

The old man simply chuckles

"Regardless, I am over a thousand years old so your point is moot child"

the 'child' simply sighs in defeat

"Well why are we even just sitting here anyway? Aren't you supposed to be training me or something?"

These two are Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, head captain of the gotei 13 and our protagonist Shiro

"Rest is just as important as training, a calm mind will go a long way in your lifetime"

"besides your training was left to my responsibility by the being who brought us both together, but do not fret I will make a shinigami out of you yet"

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I look up towards the old man calmly sipping his tea. Thinking back on how he just appeared out of nowhere the moment I tried to communicate with my sword

underneath a large tree I sat meditating with my katana stabbed on the ground infront of me.

SSSZZZZT

Opening my eyes to the sound of crackling, infront of me an old man is revealed from the flames infront of my sword with barely open eyes.

The only words that could approprately describe how I felt about this could be summed up from 3 simple words that I would use back in my first life when I got drunk enough to begin seeing hallucinations that made me feel entirely out of my depth or whenever my mental faculties just fail to comprehend the situation.

"What the f.u.c.k?"

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The head captain wasn't sure what to make of his current situation. Being taken from his world and thrust into a new one to be the teacher of a boy who apparently wielded the same zanpakuto. Normally he would have killed the boy then and there but the boy proved to be incredibly durable.

The boy was not affected by his flames, and strangely enough when he used his bankai the boy simply just continued to charge at him like a greenhorn. His own fists seemed to do more damage to the boy than his zanpakuto, truly he must be getting old if he's this winded from fighting a brat that can't properly swing his own sword. If anything the kid reminds him of zaraki but with a bit of shunsui's personality.

In the end he had reluctantly agreed to train the boy, no not because of the fact that the boy seemed to be invincible. No it is because of this incredible tea that the boy just seems to will into existence! In all his years he has never tasted such a thing. A tea capable of o.r.g.a.s.mic flavors yet able to provide such a soothing calm feeling. it's unthinkable, no it's impossible!

So he will train the boy, perhaps he will request snacks to go with this tea. He should show offerings in respect to his new teacher!