An Original Story
Jonah had always been an odd person, or as most people would day, awkward. Though wether that was his fault or someone else's, no one was sure. He took his studies very seriously, and lived by himself on the campus of the prestigious magic school, The Pendalatorium of Literature and Majik. Though his friends Alex and Jera, two very talented wizards, told him to get out more, he never listened, always experimenting and increasing his studies on the god of literature, Watt, and his council of genres, the 8 minor gods that serve him.
Which probably got him here in the first place.
All in the space of a week, he had been expelled, recruited, tested, nearly killed, like, seven times, AND still had one more thing to do-
SAVE THE WORLD!
He had never really been a good wizard when it came to destroying, but will he be able to find his strength in time, or will he die trying?
Waking up in the body of a Romani Archiman is acceptable. Getting 3rd and 1st True Magics is nice. Getting Beasts as pets - delightful. The world of DxD is unforgivable. It's a world where some teenagers who aren't even two decades old somehow mystically defeat the descendants of legendary heroes, ancient demons, powerful dragons, etc. Why does this happen? Simply because! Simply put, this world only makes sense because it doesn't. And now, I have to put up with the fact that I live here. Such pain. (DxDxMulti)