Four different strangers are summon outside a mansion. They all have something in common: their loneliness. Their minds are blank, they can't remember anything. They only know this: each of them got a letter saying they had to show up at that address, and that once they got there, they would be tested with tasks. It would be like a competition, with a final prize for the one who wins. They had no choice but to obey and compete to win because none of them had much money, which is why they all needed the final prize. Well, at least that's what they made them think...
[Inspired in The Maze Runner]
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)