If the Emperor is in Highschool DxD
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The Emperor of Mankind has failed in his quest to bring humanity to the glory days he has envisioned.
His Imperium of Man is now in disarray and with him close to death, the age of humanity will fall to the clutches of Chaos and Xenos.
But maybe, it shouldn't just end like this.
Mustering up his very power at his disposal, the Emperor of Mankind will send a piece of himself into another place, another reality or another dimension where ever thought he failed in his dream for humanity to evolve, at least he will do a second chance.
Maybe undo the mistakes he has made.
Woe and behold, he succeed...
In a world where not only are all the biblical bullshit that he has heard are not only real but are not as clear cut as he might think but now, he has contend with a lot of perverted shit he is about to meet.
Because by the fucking Emperor, he is the motherfucking Emperor.
So, tell me...
What the fuck is this shit?
Inspired by 'Void Given Form - ABANDONED, explanation chapter 27 Bonus, 28' by 'Ediros'...
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