The 𝑔ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑡 of UA

God's fallen angel

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"