Altair Stafford didn't remember when this obsession of his started, but all he remembers was that he yearned for a power akin to those anime and novel protagonists he read in his spare time.

He doesn't know if the reason for yearning for these powers was due to spending a lot of time watching anime, reading fantasy stories or even watching superhero movies. Altaïr really had no preference as to which one he could get, he just wanted one.

But Altair didn't want to become a protagonist, he thought protagonists were always nice and stuff, and that wasn't his type, he'd rather become a villain, or some random anti-hero.

Altair loved the villains but was sad at the same time that the authors never bothered with them, and always made them look like idiots when around the protagonists, just to say that the protagonist was the strongest in the end.

But in his heart, the villains are always the strongest, and the only enemy of the villains are the authors who make him weak, so that the protagonist can beat him.

For that reason, Altair worked hard, he practiced dozens of martial arts, Karate, Boxing, Kung Fu and several other martial arts, he dedicated his whole life to becoming stronger.

Of course he not only invested all of his time training, he also studied a lot, but always keeping a low profile as a true villain will never show himself in person, his grades at school were just mediocre, but Altair knew that if he wanted to easily he could achieve the first place in your school.

Altair's life consisted of studying until the end of school hours, and training until he couldn't move any of the muscles in his body, and as time went on, reality showed that Altair's efforts were practically useless, as even though he desperately trained all of his life. his life, he could never dodge a shot fired by a firearm.

Besides, what would he do if more than ten people attacked him at the same time? He could only run away while trying to save his life, so it would be difficult for him to take over the world with brute force alone, he even thought about trying to take over the world through politics, but gave up quickly, in the current era it was practically impossible to take over the world, already that a country could easily attack it with a nuclear bomb and it would all be over.

Altaïr had reached the limit of human beings, he knew there was no way to become stronger by normal means, so he started looking for powers similar to those of anime and novel protagonists.

He sought enlightenment through isolated cultivation, but this only proved a failure, and caused him to be sick for about a month before he could return to his relentless quest for power.

He tried to refine his body while letting the waters of a large waterfall fall on his back, but it was also a failure, he only seriously injured himself.

Altaïr didn't care about the power that got contact that could make him stronger he would be happy, he searched for magic, meditation in Buddhist temples, but nothing had helped, he even went so far as to dig tombs of ancient emperors to see if he could discover some kind of secret, but to his disappointment he had found nothing.

If people knew there was someone relentlessly seeking magic, they would probably think that person was crazy, even Altair thought the same, but what could he do? His obsession was too big.

He even thought that if he didn't give up he could gain miraculous power, but the reality of the world was cruel, and all his efforts would always prove in vain.

But then one day when he had just finished his intense training, he noticed an abnormal silence around him, looking at the lake that was beside him, he didn't see any movement, and that was abnormal as it didn't matter what time it was. he could always see fish swimming, but now he could only see his reflection.

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An above average looking man with massive muscles all over his body, many bodybuilders would be embarrassed to see the muscles on Altair's body, his black hair perfectly matched his deep dark eyes.

Looking at his reflection Altair nodded his head in appreciation, but he quickly snapped back to reality, and began to survey his surroundings, the dead silence giving him a feeling that something big was going to happen.

"Maybe I should try to cultivate while I'm in this state." Altaïr thought, as he quickly sat up and concentrated on this feeling.

But it seemed that trying to cultivate wasn't working, as even after a few minutes nothing had happened.

"Looks like this is just my imagination." Altair sighed.

He had spent much of his life in search of a power he might never have been able to obtain, and right now he was wondering if he should give up on that quest.

"I don't think I'm destined to be a villain who rules the world." Altair looked up at the starry sky as he sighed.

But at this very moment, he saw thousands of stars coming towards him, it was something that could not be described with words.

Altair's eyes sparkled at the sight of the approaching stars, and he finally realized what he had to do, so he ran towards the highest peak of the forest he was training.

The stars that were coming towards Altair began to slowly chase him, waiting to see what the boy would do.

Arriving at the highest peak of the forest, Altaïr saw that there was a tree that could only be described as ancient, this tree was said to have existed for over a hundred thousand years, and had never been cut down, it was like a tourist spot, which now it was empty.

The reason Altair came here was because he had something to do.

Coming to the side of the tree, Altaïr looked straight ahead, and managed to get a view not only of the entire forest that was there, but also of the city that was a few miles away.

"So my time has come." Altaïr spoke in a deep voice as he put his arms behind his back just as an expert would when he was in his final moments.

The stars that had been following him slowly stopped suddenly, as if confused.

"Did this kid come here, just to act like an expert in his final moments?"

But quickly the stars were towards him, so that Altaïr could finally catch a glimpse of those great glows, causing a smile to appear on his face.

"It seems my efforts were not in vain." These were Altair's last thoughts.

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Many years later, this brilliant phenomenon was called the true hail of trucks.

Nobody knows why thousands of trucks came from space, but this phenomenon was really strange, and made many researchers spend their entire lives studying to try to discover the reason for this happening.

Altaïr had finally found what he wanted, he had obtained a power he never imagined, only the power being different from what he imagined, he didn't care, besides he doesn't want to go into details about this power, as the details were insignificant .

Besides he had reincarnated in a world he knew very well, so he was basically carefree, Altair thought that reincarnating in another world was one of the requirements to be able to accomplish his goal.

He had been reincarnated in Japan, and it couldn't have been better, except that he didn't understand a word of what people were saying, after all in his past life he wasn't a resident of Japan, but that was also something insignificant, as his family had taught him Japanese, as he was currently a newborn.

And you might be wondering, how does he know the world has been reincarnated? This was due to the fact that when his mother was watching TV, he had a glimpse of a devil dressed up as a magical girl.

He was in the world of High School DxD, he couldn't complain much about this world, other than the fact that the powers were broken, as there were some beings who could easily destroy the world with just some random magic, luckily, he knew the plot and I knew the chances of that happening were slim, unless the plot changes sharply.

For Altair, he couldn't ask for a better world, as he knew that becoming strong in this world was indeed possible, as there were some humans who had insane powers.

After a few months in this world, Altaïr had managed to feel the magic that was spread in the air, showing that the training he had done in his past life had not been useless, besides his knowledge of the DxD world, he knew that the Physical training in this world was really something that could make someone extremely strong.

The feeling Altair had felt upon sensing the magic in the air was like he was being baptized, a really good feeling, and it was slowly strengthening him.

"This time, I guarantee that I'll take over the world... and of course make a harem, but first I'll have to get stronger."

Even though he was a newborn, Altaïr didn't let up and began his intense training, which consisted of basically thinking of ways to take over the world, and drinking his mother's milk, a really tough training.

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Author's Notes:

This was my first chapter, any grammar mistakes, I ask you to let me know that I will be correcting it, thank you very much.