I'm Not God | Saiki k x BNHA

Unnoticed Criminal • 1

Warning this books contains:
Mentions of Rape
Sexaul assualt and gore.
Please don't read it if that makes you uncomfortable.

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The colors of the grey clouds blended together creating a gloomy atmosphere for the day.

Kusuo sighed as he tightly held unto the grocery bags in his hands. With his hair getting blown back by the breeze, sudden footsteps pounded into the pavement and sudden figures dashed passed his peripheral vision.

He couldn't help but turn to look back.

He saw that there was a gang of students who looked eighteen at least.

There were about four of them, probably college students. Running after two frail kids, a boy and a girl, who looked about 12-14.

He thought it was probably nothing more than a small disagreement.

Kusuo saw and he sighed deeply, he wasn't going to get involved. Turning around, he continued to walk away besides, he was just your normal everyday citizen.

At least that's what he mind controlled the world into thinking.

But that was in the past.

Kusuo looked around at the deserted streets. Not seeing a single soul apart from the small group that ran past some moments ago, Kusuo continued on his eay.

After a few more steps Kusuo couldn't help but let out a small smile as he came up his destination, the convenience store.

But that changed as soon as he heard screams coming from the alleyway that the little groul ran into.

Kusuo clenched his fists.

He had promised himself that he'd never use his powers again.

He grabbed unto the door of the convenient store, a strained expression making its way out of his face as he debated his options.

That's when it suddenly hit him.

He didn't need powers.

He let the grocery bags drop to the pavement, not wasting a second, he ran like his life depended on it.

His shoes skidded on the floor as he came up towards the alleyway. The sight was truly horrid. One of the boys was holding unto the boy while the other three were busy taken turns in raping the girl.

Kusuo clenched unto his fist, again, but this time out of pure anger. He ran right past the student who held the boy captive in his clutches. Not wasting a single breath Kusuo let his fist pound into the guy on top of the girl.

Disconnecting them completely, he accidentally knocked him out. The other three gritted their teeth and the one who held the boy captive let go.

They all stood in front of Kusuo. The boy who was held captive had taken responsibility of helping the girl.

He picked her up bridal style, and thanked the pink-haired teen a few times before running away. "Who the hell do you think you are?!" One of the boys asked furiously.

Kusuo only blinked in response.

Which made the boy aggravated.

As unsure as he was Kusuo started to laugh. He didn't really know whether it was best to take action right now, but it was four to one right? And yet something told him not to make any rash decisions.

The three boys started to frown at Kusuos carefree demeanor.

They thought he was mocking them.

They stopped paying any mind to that thought soon enough. The three individuals had started to actually worry about Kusuo's health when he started to laugh maniacally.

growling, one of them threw a fist.

Kusuo caught it midway.

smirking, Kusuo snapped his wrist, his eyes now being replaced with a strong glint of insanity behind them.

He kicked the individual on his kneecap, the only you could hear after that was bones shattering. The other individuals, even though frightened, still tried to fight the pink-haired boy.

They both threw a fist at the same time but Kusuo caught them both, pushing them back and then grabbing both of their heads and bashing it into the wall repeatedly, while the others screamed in anguish.

The wall was getting painted with the most beautiful shade of red. At least that's what it looked like to Kusuo.

This was his favorite form of art after all.

He dropped the body on the floor grabbing a bottle he found on the floor, he shattered it and took the shards.

Stabbing it into each of their feet carefully. He grabbed one of them by the tongue and gently ran a small shard through it.

All while smiling maniacally.

"Mmph pwease..." The individual managed to sound out.

Kusuo only snickered.

The other two who were still drowning in their pain to notice what was going on.

Suddenly Kusuo felt a raindrop.

Which made him smile more.

He loved the rain.

"Don't you just love the rain?" His raspy and monotone voice questioned the individual who nodded frantically while sobbing uncontrollably.

"Good answer." His smile dropped.

Kusuo stabbed his tongue with the shard.

Squeals of pain quickly escaped his victims mouth.

Turning around Kusuo saw the guy who he knocked out, his dick still hanging out of his jeans.

Kusuo grinned.

He grabbed the guy by the collar and tore off pants. He picked up a small shard and started making small cuts in the individuals body.

He made exceptionally big cuts on his thighs, the blood pouring out like a running waterfall,the individual suddenly woke up in the pink-haired boys arms.

Jolts of pain spreading through his entire body causing him to quickly succumb to tears.

sobbing, he pleaded and Kusuo sighed.

The man thought he was saved.

Kusuo stabbed the shard into the man's dick.

The individual screamed even louder in agony.

Grabbing a stick Saiki shoved hit into his victims wounds.

Taking the blood and using it as ink, he carved 'not everyone deserve's to live'. on the right side of the wall.

He turned back to the four individuals.

"The world doesn't need people like you." He coldly reminded, his voice cold.

He grabbed the biggest shard, a menacing glint in his eyes.

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