Prologue

~ M/n's pov ~

I look down at the bustling street below, full of lives that are happily chatting away and cars filling up the roads. Everybody is laughing around with their loved ones as some of them are window shopping, looking for gifts for the upcoming Christmas celebration. Tall trees decorated with Christmas ornaments are standing at the side of the road, giving off the warm and fuzzy feeling of the holiday season it represents. Some kids are also running around, making their parents worry for their safety since the pavements are extra slippery during winter. Snowmen are everywhere, hell, there's even a couple building one in front of the block. They sometimes slather the snow at their partner, earning a loud gasp before all hell broke loose. But it all ended with their jolly laughters.

' How carefree..' I thought as I observe their cheerful behavior. They got into the building not long after. I continued to look at the scenery below from the rooftop as hours passed by until the city slowly died down, rows of shops started to close and leaving only a few walking figures roaming the now silent streets. I sigh as I know that nobody can stop me now, knowing that what I'm about to do won't bring harm to people, just myself.

' Yeah... I know it'll come to this in the end.' I said as I breathe shakily. ' I'm sorry, mom. I can't do it anymore...'

I slowly stand up at the edge of the rooftop, seeing that the coast is clear, tears started forming in my eyes. My green orbs glistened in disappointment and hopelessness. I look up at the sky, taking in the last view of stars on this world, knowing that I'll miss this scenery. Glassy beads started rolling down my cheeks and my nose started to have a pink tint on them.

' I'm sorry I was never a good son... I'm sorry I keep on making you worry about me... I'm sorry I never make you feel happy... I'm sorry I keep on lying to you... I'm sorry I can't even tell you about all the bad things that happened to me... I'm sorry I can't handle life in college that I can't continue this...' I chuckled sadly at myself as I look at one of the brightest star.

' I'm sorry Dad... I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough... I'm sorry I always cry, hell, I'm even crying right now... I'm sorry I can't keep our promise... I'm sorry I'm a disappointment... I'm sorry I'm mentally unstable... I'm sorry I'm never good enough for you... And I'm sorry, that I can't even take care of my sister... Now she's gone...' I started to feel immense pain in my heart and throat.

' And dear myself, I'm sorry... I'm sorry I keep on hurting myself... I'm sorry I'm depressed... I'm sorry I allow those thoughts to stay in my head... I'm sorry I let myself engulfed by the darkness in me... I'm sorry I can't save me now... I'm sorry I started to lose myself piece by piece... I'm sorry... That I have nobody now...' I choked out, body shaking in slight fear and sadness. I look down, tears now streaming like a river as I sobbed to myself, preparing to say my last goodbye for the world.

Once I felt ready, I can't help but smile widely, feeling as if all the burdens on my shoulder are finally lifted off of me. I feel serene and calm as I'm about to greet death.

' Thank you... for having me, world. Goodnight.' I whispered softly and let myself fall from the five-storey building. For a short moment, I feel as if my body is as light as air before I heard my body hit the ground with a crush. My vision turns black and excruciating pain engulfed my whole vessel. I could hear ringing in my ears before I finally lose my consciousness...

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It's... warm...

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Is this.. what's death.. supposed to be..?

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I couldn't move nor open my eyes, but I could feel something warm slowly engulfing my 'body'. I feel perplexed. People often describe death as cold, dark and lonely.

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Why do I feel like lights are flashing through my eyes? How can I feel my body when I already throw myself off of a building? Am I in hospital? Aren't I supposed to be dead after that fatal fall?

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I slowly gain control of my body, prying my eyes open and flinched a little at the lights that are piercing through. When my eyesight are adjusted, all I saw was a tall ceiling, decorated with quite historical feature. I try to move my body that is lying on the floor.. but when I do, I felt as if my bones are snapping back to its original position. It hurts at first, but then my body went numb like I had an anesthesia shot that's taking effect. I stumbled over as I lose the feeling of my legs and losing my balance. I fell and hit one of the chair, causing the room to echoes the loud noises produced.

' Ugh...' I grunted, trying to propel myself up.

I heard thunderous footsteps outside before the door swung open. I sit up, keeping myself up by holding on to the chair.

' Who are you and what's your purpose?!' a black haired guy demanded as he got in. He was followed by two other people, a redheaded guy and a green haired guy. I stuttered, struggling to form a sentence as I don't even know what is happening. They slowly come near me, examining wether I'm a threat or not. I can't really move since my most of my body are still numb.

' Wait... A human?' the same guy questioned. I look at them in confusion. Are they not human?

The red haired guy smiled at me, lifting the tense atmosphere a bit.

' Welcome to the Devildom, human! You must be here for the exchange program.' he said cheerily.

' What exchange program? How am I even here when I kill myself?!' I inquired, slightly panicked at what he said. All of them are stunned at the statement I made.

' You.. kill yourself?' he choked out. However, I already didn't hear them since many thoughts suddenly race into my mind. It was so loud in my head that I can't even hear anything that happened around me. It was all jumbled up that I can't even focus on one. Suddenly, it all snap, leaving only one thought as my mindscape darkens.

' Even death.. doesn't want me...'

' I guess I am that worthless that I can't even kill myself properly... Why was I even born..?'

That thought keeps on replaying as I slowly got disconnected from the reality...

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~ 3rd person pov ~

' What exchange program? How am I even here when I kill myself?!'

They all looked at the shaking human in front of them, shocked at what he had said. Diavolo was the only one that was able to say something. However, the guy didn't reply, the focus he had shown them had disappear. He started to heave, creating an uneven pattern of breathing. Diavolo move near towards the human, attempting to grab his attention from whatever that has caught his mind.

' Human! Human! Can you hear me?!'

It was futile, none of his words got through. Out of the blue, the heavy breathing stopped, as if nothing had happened. Diavolo turned to look at his face, trying to figure out what is happening to the guy that suddenly appear there.

Nothing.

His face is devoid of any emotion, his eyes showed no sign of life. The grip he had towards the chair had loosen. The existence before him looked so broken as if nothing will go right anymore.

Diavolo looked back at his friends, Lucifer and Barbatos, wondering what he should do. Then, he remembered that one way to comfort the other person is by hugging them, or at least that's what MC told him. So, he did, rubbing the human's back in an attempt to soothe him. For a few good minutes, he stayed in that position in silence, hoping that it would help even just a little.

Then, they all heard soft sobs breaking the silence in the room. Diavolo could feel his uniform getting clutched by the male. He sighed in relief, knowing that the quick decision he made turned out to be the right one.

The human cried for a few minutes before he finally managed to get a grasp of the reality. The feeling of somebody consoling him have long gone since the day he lost everything important to him. Having a warm feeling had help him to push away the damning thought he had just now. He felt safe in the embrace he received, as if all those inner demons won't ever get to him again.

' ...Thank you.' he said to the future king of hell. He lets go of the uniform and look down, having mixed feelings inside. Glad that someone was by his side, sad at how pathetic he would look right now, disappointed that he was easily took over by the devil in him and slightly embarrassed for crying in front of these 'people'.

Nobody speak for a while, don't really know what to say. The new human gaze down at his hands, wiping all the leftover tears on his face before looking up again to look at the 'people' in there.

' U-um... Sorry about earlier... I was... Um.. confused..? So, um.. I'm at Devildom?' he muttered, fiddling with his fingers as he speak.

The friends look at each other, then watch the human in front of them in concern. Diavolo got up and offer a hand to the human to help him stand up.

' Yeah, you're at Devildom, specifically in Royal Academy of Diavolo. We call it RAD. My name is Diavolo. What's yours?' the red-headed demon asked as he smile amiably at the guest.

' M/n.'

' Nice to meet you, M/n. These two are my most trusted friends, Lucifer and Barbatos.'

' Pleasure to make your acquaintance.' said the ravenette, offering a handshake. M/n accepted with a firm grip.

' The pleasure is all mine.'

' Feel free to seek help from me in the future' the other guy said as he bow a little.

' I will, thank you.'

' With that said, I think we'll need to discuss it with the others. Seeing that we have a special case here, I need to review some files. Can you both give M/n a brief on the basics he needs to know here?' Diavolo finalized the ice breaking session, already sending a few messages to all the student council members and the exchange students.