This is where the story gets chaotic—in the best way possible. Alexander's "Inner Voice" just dropped enough truth bombs to rewrite the entire history of the Underworld.
Alexander sat cross-legged on his bed, chin in his hand, looking like a philosopher. Inside, however, his brain was a 24/7 news broadcast that every high-ranking female in the supernatural world was currently tuned into.
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Okay, so I'm in High School DxD. Pretty messed up. But wait... Grayfia didn't marry Sirzechs? Thank God. That's the only good thing that's happened so far. In the original "story," Sirzechs basically sent his own wife to Issei Hyoudou's room. Seriously, what was that guy thinking?]
Grayfia, standing in the hallway, nearly dropped her silver tray. Her face went from pale to beet red, then to a terrifying shade of murderous violet. 'Sirzechs... would have done WHAT?!'
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Sorry, Rias, but your brother's brain is a total disaster. And Rias herself? Man, talk about a social death sentence. Imagine falling for a guy who needs to poke your nipples in the middle of a battlefield just to get a power boost. If this wasn't an "anime," Rias would be the laughingstock of the Three Factions. "The Gremory Princess: Powered by Sexual Harassment." Yikes.]
In the Gremory Estate:
Rias Gremory was currently holding a plushie. Upon hearing the words "poke your nipples," she dropped it as if it were on fire. Her face was so red it was practically glowing. "I... I would do WHAT for a power boost?! Issei Hyoudou... that walking piece of trash!"
She immediately pulled out a notebook and wrote: ISSEI HYOUDOU = PERMANENT REJECTION. NEVER MAKE HIM A PAWN.
The Power Check
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Anyway, let's see what I'm working with. Issei is the "Breast Dragon Emperor," the weakest Red Dragon Emperor in history. Without his "Main Character" luck, he's just a target for a heavy boot. I could beat the shit out of him with 10% of my previous life's power.]
Alex closed his eyes, sensing the mana in his veins.
[Internal Thought: Oh? High-Class level already? And... wait, I have the Power of Destruction? Sweet. It feels way more refined than Rias's. Sorry Rias, mine is definitely better. But wait... I'm not a Devil. I'm a Runcandel. Do I still have my Primordial Dragon bloodline from my life as Reinhardt?]
In the Dimensional Gap & The Dragon Mountains:
Ophis, the Ouroboros Dragon, tilted her head. "Primordial... Dragon? I want to meet this Alexander."
Tiamat, the Dragon King, sat up from her treasure pile. Her heart hammered against her ribs. "A Primordial Dragon bloodline in a human body? And he hates that perverted lizard Ddraig's host? ...I think I've found my mate."
The Political Earthquake
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: I forgot Grandma Valeria is the daughter of Zekram Bael. Technically, if I wanted to, I could just take over the Old Man's faction. My rank is basically Archduke or King. I'm the richest, most politically backed person in this world. Why was the "old" Alexander crying over a girl like Malty?]
Venelana Bael, listening from her balcony, started laughing. It wasn't her usual polite laugh; it was the laugh of a woman who just realized her nephew-in-law was the most powerful "Hidden Boss" in existence.
"Oh, Alexander," she whispered, fanning herself rapidly. "You want to take over the Bael faction? I'll hand it to you on a silver platter myself if you keep talking like that."
The Plan
Alex stood up, his posture changing. The "Weak Heir" was gone. In his place stood Reinhardt, the man who looked Gods in the eye and didn't blink.
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Step 1: Get my physical body back to Reinhardt levels. Step 2: Make sure Issei Hyoudou stays a loser. Step 3: Deal with Malty. If she wants a pervert, she can have him—right after I strip her of the Runcandel name and the Gremory prestige. Let's see how much Issei likes her when she's broke.]
Sona Sitri, sitting in her student council room, adjusted her glasses. Her hand was shaking as she took notes. "Note to self: Support Alexander Runcandel's 'Plan' at all costs. Also... never, ever let Issei Hyoudou near the school."
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Now... I wonder where Grayfia and Sylpha went? I need breakfast. I'm starving. I hope they made those pancakes with the maple syrup... wait, do maids get offended if I ask for extra syrup?]
Grayfia & Sylpha (simultaneously outside the door): "WE WILL GET THE SYRUP!"
Alexander (Inside):
[Internal Thought: ...Did they just teleport?]