Like every protagonist {DxD X Male Reader}

Might as well

For some odd reason, F/n hated Issei, the protagonist of the anime known as DxD, to an inhuman degree

He had described many, many times on how he would torture him for tainting the pure girl known as Asia and how he hated that for seemingly no reason as all, Koneko fell for him

"For the sake of friendship, fine... I guess" Y/n said with a sigh, knowing the chances of him actually get sent to DxD world is nonexistent

"Good, alright well let's go, we can finally go across" F/n said with a big smile as the two began walking across the... well, crosswalk

{You know how this is gonna end... don't you?}

'To get reincarnated into the DxD world... huh, I wish'

The male known as Y/n thought with a chuckle as he shook his head at the idea, him going to an anime world? It'd be a wish come true

But you know what they say... be careful for what you wish for

"You two kids, move!" A voice shouted as both of the teens turned to their left as their eyes widen

"Ah fuck! Truck-San!!" F/n yelled out as a shocked expression soon appeared as he felt a pair of hands push him out of the way

The last thing F/n saw was a smile on his friends face as a truck slammed into young male known as Y/n, the impact of the truck could clearly be heard

His bones snapped like twigs before the almighty Isekai god known as Truck-San

His ears rung as his vision blurred, pure red entrapped his vision, most likely his own blood, as he could blurringly hear his friend yell for an ambulance

Y/n couldn't make out any words that he was saying as he simply laid there with a blank expression, pain washing over his body like a tidal wave

"Him? Hmm, he does have the right mark" A smooth voice said plainly with neither interest nor any emotion

A cold pale hand touched his chest as from what Y/n could see and interpret, it was the same male that spoke

But how could he hear him? Why doesn't anybody move the male away from him, it's almost like nobody could see him...

"What about it Ancient Moon, you know we have to do this" another silk like voice said, Y/n's confusion grew as he tried to wonder what they were talking about

"Fine, you've already gained the snake's, but remember our deal" The same monotone voice said to who I presumed to be the other silk like voice

"You and your benefits, but fine... I'll transfer it over once this is finished" the silk like voice said with amusement as Y/n just grew more and more confused

Before the dying male could attempt to decipher anymore of their conversation, a sudden cold palm struck him dead on the forehead

After that his vision faded completely, and the last thing before he saw was a blurry vision of a pair of red eyes on a male with long black hair

Pearly white teeth curving up to a grin as he mouthed two words that Y/n could barely interpret

"Cutting Fate"

{L.E.P}

Life...

Most say it's precious, priceless, something that must be cherished, but is that really true?