Izuku's Hell

The Forth Circle: Greed, Malina

Hey guys it's me.

Soo... some good and bad news.

Good news is this chapter is out!

Bad news is... I am stumped on my Female Izuku fic... like I have some things down but I am lost and not satisfied with my wording, how I'm telling it, how it's being read. It's been a long hassle, I've written and re-written it 3 times but I kinda gave up and pushed it to the side.

So I worked on this fic! And I got it done.

I'll do my beat to have the new chapter of my Female Izuku fic out soon.

For now, please enjoy this newest chapter of my Helltaker fic! I hope you guys enjoy it.

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The ride down to the next Circle is quiet, as they were respectful towards Izuku in giving him some space; though Cerberus was hugging him and rubbing their heads against his chest. Pandemonia and Modeus can see that he is a bit uncomfortable with it but he does give them head pats, making their fellow Demon smile happily from the touch.

After his call from Miss Lucifer and them breaking away from the hug they gave him, Izuku wanted to sit alone for a short while. Though Pande disapproved she allowed him to sit; most likely to clear and think over his thoughts.

What he was thinking is unknown but the Demons could guess from his statement when his call ended.

"For once in my life Miss Lucifer, I'm ok. Better than anything that has happened in my life."

That alone was setting off for the Demons.

Pande only saw the overview of Izuku's life, her clipboard doesn't go into full details of his life, if anything she could see his Sin and how much he has done. But that is all.

It is through her observations and listening closely to his words, she thanked Satan for his mumbling, which gave her the information she needed to know. She is now sure that Midoryia Izuku's life is an awful one.

Full of abuse.

Self-doubt.

And depression.

However, she does not know how much he has suffered.

Could be a few months. A year. Maybe more.

Based on his stutter, nervousness, and flinching that she sees in him she is suspecting several years, around 2 or 3 years. That still is worrisome, this Mortal, this child, has been hurt and doesn't seem to be getting any help.

Does he not have friends to depend on? Family?

And why does the Negative Energy she is feeling that's coming off his growing?

It feels so vile.

This feeling is becoming catastrophic. Are these his own thoughts? Or is there something more?

More questions arise around this Mortal and Pande will find out, as well as his technique in brewing his coffee, it is to die for! And she will kill someone who touches her coffee.

No one touches her coffee.

Modeus stares at the Mortal with an intense expression, she is beyond thrilled to see/have an actual living being around her. She wants to take him into a secluded area and have her absolute way with him.

She'll bring some ropes, whips, ball gags, some iron robs, a sledgehammer, a normal hammer, and possibly several spikes, oh she has many options that she wants to do with him~