Astral Projection // BNHA/MHA // GHOST!MALE READER X MHA/BNHA

1. 'Death.'

The world was foggy, as if they were asleep.

He couldn't feel anything, which felt much worse than before.

'Is this what death feels like?'

Attempting to open his eyes, - as if he had any- was difficult.

'I don't think I even have a body, do I?'

He sighs in his head, trying to manifest said body he wished to have back.

Alas, it still does not appear.

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'I didn't even get to graduate high school.' you thought numbly, although deep down, you most likely wouldn't have graduated considering your GPA.

'ugh.. this feels icky. no way in hell I'm going to stay like this forever right?' you feel annoyed already. Pretending you have a body, you kicked your legs around.

Immediately, you have weird thoughts that make you angry for having a consciousness. You attempt to 'cease such nasty stuff' from your head.

It does not work. Now you feel like something above is telling you to eat dirt.

Later on, -you don't know how long but it felt like a damn long time- you slowly feel more and more of your body, because now you suddenly have a head.

'Is this going to be an isekai? or am I going to be reincarnated. God I hope not.'

Suddenly you open your eyes and -

Oh.

You're alive, but you still don't feel alive.

You look exactly how you used to.

But, you can see an exact replica of you being carried away in front of you, and they look dead.

Their eyes are lifeless, like a transparent sheet came over your eyes (or, their eyes).

No life is in that thing, for sure.

It's... uncanny. But at least your outfit was what you considered 'slaying'. You died with some fashion sense at least.

An honorable death, you'd imagine.

Looking around, you saw people facing their children away, as there was a dead body of course. Actually, now that you think of it, there are supposed to be three dead bodies.

You can't think of why yours is the only one there.

'ah, am I a ghost?' you ponder, as a vehicle reverses and drives over your dead body.

Quite literally, your corpse is scraping against the concrete, or whatever the floor is made out of.

Your ego becomes smaller as you witness the utter disrespect to the dead.

It hurts your feelings.

A decision has been made, to find something else to do than watch your memento mori creation be wrecked.

Looking away, a graveyard comes into sight, and you decide to see where they might put your name.

(You probably won't be buried there.)

Floating over to a tree, you hope they put yours near it as it looks like a good spot.

You circle the tree, searching for an empty area.

Which, there aren't any because it's a pretty spot.

Suddenly, you become aware of quiet snoring, and you whip your head around.

All you see is a little kid covered in dirt as they sleep by two graves.

You think it's the kids' parents, you don't know exactly, but it makes your heart break.

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NOTES: yippee PoV switch! twice!!1!1!!!

sorry abt short chapter, not vv good at adding more words.

all in all, I actually have an entire idea for the FULL story! I'll be pumping out chapters over some time since I have a strong idea of how this'll go.