My readers, for today's chapter we are travelling back in time.

We rewind the story all the way back to the faithful and horrific night of Izuku Midoriya's murder.

However this time we shift to the perspective to our ghost protagonist, following him through his journey into the afterlife and right back into the realm of the living.

Izuku had just been killed.

Beaten into heaven by Katsuki's demand. The green teen had always been a kind and loving person, forgiving people almost as soon as they bullied him.

Simply an angel put on earth. Mistreated and belittled. For his wings were not white and featured. Maybe that was why no one ever realised his invisible halo? The clear favour God showered upon the boy.

No one saw it. Because the portal to heaven through his eyes was covered with a deep black that coloured his pupils.

Izuku looked down at his deceased body. He felt numb while looking at it, gouts of blood seeping from the deep hole in his back, swollen face laying dirtied on the ground hardly recognisable.

People walked past the dark alleyway.

They only looked.

They did nothing.

Civilians averting their gaze almost as soon as laying sight on the murder scene.

The boy felt betrayed, clear tears floating out of his soulless eyes while watching the aftermath. Izuku looked down at his hands through tears, strangely transparent fingers trembling.

That was then when izuku realised he was dead.

'Mama...' he worried, the first thought crossing his mind.

But there was no time for such thoughts, because the dead teen felt a strange light shower him. It was so incredibly calming, as if his soul had been wrapped in the lightest of festered duvets.

Sadness evaporated, worry vanished.

'So nice...' was all his thoughts as Izuku calmly closed his eyes - accepting death with open arms. He felt no need for revenge, simply forgiveness.

As expected from God's favourite.

The next thing registered in Izuku's mind was the feeling of his head laying gently on someones lap. He felt at peace. Izuku never wanted to wake up, just stay like this forever. For eternity.

"You truly are my most perfect creation, child"

Otherworldly and majestic.

Those were one way to describe the voice, echoed and comfortable. Izuku felt his mind clear like the blue skies of a cool summer day; forcing his eyes to methodically flutter open.

He didn't see a person.

A higher being, impossible to describe or even comprehend in the human eye.

"My dear angel. You have been wronged on earth in too many ways than one"

Izuku listened to this being, eyes shon with the sparkle of the cosmo's stars. His body felt weightless and weirdly bubbly, devoid of the previous sadness that consumed him.

The boy thought deeply about his next words "it's ok... they have their reasons" Izuku forced a smile to cross his unblemished face.

"I've taught you to never crave vengeance. But my angel I will grant you flexibility"

A cloud of confusion fogged Izuku's pure mind. He wanted to look at this being in front of him but it was impossible, impossible to even create a mental image of him.

"Go back to the mortal world. Seek revenge and send all who have wronged you to hell, damn them for eternity. For killing my creation"

Izuku was confused.

He didn't understand the concept of revenge and anger which drove a person to harm another. He had never felt such a thing, and couldn't imagine himself doing so anytime soon.

"But Lord I cannot feel such strong emotions. They take no place in my heart" he answered back, not keen on the idea.

"Subject them to torture worse than death, child. That is all I wish of you"

Izuku had no place to refuse his Lord. However he simply could not complete this task. Impossible. "May I learn how to first?" He complied, bright light shining all around him.

"You may learn from the ruler of hell. Only once thou has completed this mission, will I allow you to return by my side"

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"This isn't fucking real! It's all made up!"

"Well it feels pretty damn real to me Katsuki!" Kirishima screamed back, punching the blonde in the shoulder as an example. Bakugou recoiled and hissed in pain "see!"

Currently the class was all split up hiding in different empty classrooms of their school. Hiding from... him.

Katsuki had not told anyone about what he saw before running from the canteen. The disturbing image of Ochako's body strung up on a noose making his nose scrunch in disgust.

'She was annoying anyways.'

"How the fuck do you explain this then?!" Katsuki yelled back, wanting to jump out of his hiding spot underneath the desk in the teachers lounge where they took refuge in.

Kirishima shook his head, memories flashing though his mind "I don't know bro..." he mumbled, curling further into his hiding spot.

"Then let's-!"

"Shhh!" The read headed teen hissed sharply, pointing silently to the door leading to the dark, desolate hallway.

First he didn't hear anything, but the awful sound of wet feet, sloppily tapping down the hallway was quick to catch Katsuki's ear. They watched the small gap between the door and floor, what looked like bloody footprints slowly making their way up and down the hallway in repeat.

Up,

And down.

And repeat.

Katsuki could feel his head grow light from limiting his breath in the fear of making a sound, paranoia eating away at his brain. He didn't- no. He couldn't go through that torture again.

Katsuki would willingly slit his throat before enduring that again. In fact... Bakugou even was considering it right now. One slice of the blade could end this ordeal, he could rest.

Oh how he wished to just sleep.

A sleep without reoccurring nightmares. That would truly be heaven.

Suddenly the footsteps neared their door again. They expected them to walk past like the few times before... but this time they stopped.

Small crimson footprints bloodied the floor as the door slowly swung ajar with a tense creak, the drowsy light from the hallway spilling into the quiet room.

Kirishima and Bakugou held their breath, however the boys thought that the mere sound of their hearts pounding against their rib cage was loud enough.

The duo didn't know how the footprints were being made. There was no physical body attached to them. But you would guess that buy now they would've been used to weird shit like that.

"I know you're in here Kacchan..."

The blonde could feel his throat close up, heart sinking down to his gut as the bloody footprints slapped against the floor as he walked around the dark room.

"I just wanna spend some time with my best friend Kacchan~"

'Best friend?' Kirishima wondered, he only ever saw Katsuki bulling Izuku. Never were they friends..

Katsuki gritted his teeth, he couldn't fight back against a fucking dead person, and he couldn't run.

What to do..

Frozen scared, there was only one option left.

"I know you're in here~"

Bakugou swallowed. He was at a crossroad: a child's violent will to survive lodged in his chest in place of his heart, but an utter indifference along with it.

The blonde was about to follow out with his plan when a sudden shriek set his body in stone.

"Found you!"

Kirishima screamed aloud as cold, clammy hands clasped around his shoulders tightly - hauling the teen out of his hiding place.

The boy flailed like a rabbit caught in a fox's jaws. Face caked in terrified sweat, mouth wide and begging for forgiveness "Bakugou! Help, help! He'll kill me!" Kirishima pleaded.

Katsuki ignored his so called friend. 'better him than me'.

Hope drained from Kiri's body. Staring directly into depleted, ghastly eyes that appeared before his very face. So cold and desolate of forgiveness and life.

For a moment, Kirishima thought he could catch a glimpse of the old Izuku. The kind one. But it was only for a mere millisecond, before a Cheshire smile filled with rows of crooked teeth opened slowly - strings of saliva dripping to the floor.

No.

This wasn't Izuku.

It was the devil.

Tainted with the many sins of humanity. The taste of heaven but crafted inexplicably for hell.

"P-Please I'll do anything! I beg of you! I-Izuku I'm sorry!"

Eyes deep like blackness, black like a catastrophe, catastrophic like silence, silence like howling.

Kirishima saw the cavern of hell. "You're a monster! Monster! Go to hell!"

"Silly Kirishima.. this IS hell. And I'm the ruler"