"Come with me, and see the night. Don't look back, it'll give you a fright. Let's light this town on fire, they won't mind. Come along now, little children. This is the real world, pass these gates and you'll see some stars. Let the wind hit your hair, and breath in the sharp air. I promise you're okay, past these gates it's all good. Don't worry, ever, not tomorrow or the day after that. Forget it all, just hold your head up high and pick up the pace. Forget, forget, forget."
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)