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I Don’t Deserve This

obey me

Genre: angst. Just angst. All the way angst

! Gender-neutral MC !

Warnings: mc gets enough and snaps. Questionable ending. Will do flashback of what get mc to the breaking point if this gets enough attention

“I-I don’t want this- I don’t deserve this! Getting parted from my home, entering to a school where everyone is trying to kill me- even the ones who supposed to be protecting me! I don’t want to be involved in your family drama I-“ Your voice grew louder with each word, becoming more poisonous and angry, filled with the rage of all the thing they had to go through “I am not your fucking therapist. I’m just a human who get dragged here for your sick pleasure”

You couldn’t help but notice the expression on Mammon’s face, as if he was just about to cry.

‘Good’ you thought ‘he-no they all deserve to get hurt like I did’

All the things you had to go through, all the humiliation and pain, just because some asshole with a crown decided it was a good idea to drag you here, a human with no particular magic skill or packs with a million demons like Solomon, you, who only had their words to protect themself. You who get hurt countless times in order to help those selfish demons and still put a smiling face on for them.

And when you finally had enough they were all looking at you like you were out of your mind.

“I don’t remember us asking you to stick your nose up to our business now” Lucifer began to talk. Oh of course he did. It was not like he could let that stupid pride of his take any damage

“Really now? Do you really think that I had any choice? Talking as if I didn’t get manipulated into saving some asshole who killed me or as if you didn’t treated me like a toy you can get your anger out to” you had your fists clenched as you glared to him, Lucifer’s anger was visible but you couldn’t care less, it was not as if this would be the first time he couldn’t control his anger despite being a billion year old demon and take it on you. You just didn’t cared what happened but you wouldn’t obey to them anymore.

“MC please, calm down” Asmodeus began, reaching for your wrist only for you to yank it away.

“No. I’m tired of calming down, I’m tired of always forgiving all of you after everything you’ve done- I- I can’t believe I trusted some fucking demons!” You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh that was far from happy. Really, how could you be so naive?

And their faces…Their faces had anything but guilt on them, anything but a sign that they understood what they did wrong. Demons truly were heartless creatures.

“I’m done with all of you…I just want to go home. To the people I care for and who care for me…” now that the adrenaline left your body everything felt more real and after letting out everything you’ve built up inside you it felt so calm and peaceful, like the moment after a storm.

Yet that didn’t meant your words were just anger or you regretted them, no quite the opposite. Now that you’ve left it all out you felt…at ease. What was the last time you felt like this? You couldn’t remember and you had no intention of going back in those horrible memories trying to figure out. At the moment only thing you wanted to do was rest. And go home but resting was a easier goal.

You turned around to leave, heading to your room. Maybe you could pack up the very few stuff you had here that bringed you joy and then leave. If the demons didn’t let you then you would just command them so.

Before you climbed up to your room you turned to face them, hopefully for the last time

“Oh and tell that Lord Diavolo of yours that this exchange program only proves that our worlds should never interact. Ever again”

And with that you left, in hope of finally achieving what you deserved.

I Don’t Deserve This

obey me

Genre: angst. Just angst. All the way angst

! Gender-neutral MC !

Warnings: mc gets enough and snaps. Questionable ending. Will do flashback of what get mc to the breaking point if this gets enough attention

“I-I don’t want this- I don’t deserve this! Getting parted from my home, entering to a school where everyone is trying to kill me- even the ones who supposed to be protecting me! I don’t want to be involved in your family drama I-“ Your voice grew louder with each word, becoming more poisonous and angry, filled with the rage of all the thing they had to go through “I am not your fucking therapist. I’m just a human who get dragged here for your sick pleasure”

You couldn’t help but notice the expression on Mammon’s face, as if he was just about to cry.

‘Good’ you thought ‘he-no they all deserve to get hurt like I did’

All the things you had to go through, all the humiliation and pain, just because some asshole with a crown decided it was a good idea to drag you here, a human with no particular magic skill or packs with a million demons like Solomon, you, who only had their words to protect themself. You who get hurt countless times in order to help those selfish demons and still put a smiling face on for them.

And when you finally had enough they were all looking at you like you were out of your mind.

“I don’t remember us asking you to stick your nose up to our business now” Lucifer began to talk. Oh of course he did. It was not like he could let that stupid pride of his take any damage

“Really now? Do you really think that I had any choice? Talking as if I didn’t get manipulated into saving some asshole who killed me or as if you didn’t treated me like a toy you can get your anger out to” you had your fists clenched as you glared to him, Lucifer’s anger was visible but you couldn’t care less, it was not as if this would be the first time he couldn’t control his anger despite being a billion year old demon and take it on you. You just didn’t cared what happened but you wouldn’t obey to them anymore.

“MC please, calm down” Asmodeus began, reaching for your wrist only for you to yank it away.

“No. I’m tired of calming down, I’m tired of always forgiving all of you after everything you’ve done- I- I can’t believe I trusted some fucking demons!” You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh that was far from happy. Really, how could you be so naive?

And their faces…Their faces had anything but guilt on them, anything but a sign that they understood what they did wrong. Demons truly were heartless creatures.

“I’m done with all of you…I just want to go home. To the people I care for and who care for me…” now that the adrenaline left your body everything felt more real and after letting out everything you’ve built up inside you it felt so calm and peaceful, like the moment after a storm.

Yet that didn’t meant your words were just anger or you regretted them, no quite the opposite. Now that you’ve left it all out you felt…at ease. What was the last time you felt like this? You couldn’t remember and you had no intention of going back in those horrible memories trying to figure out. At the moment only thing you wanted to do was rest. And go home but resting was a easier goal.

You turned around to leave, heading to your room. Maybe you could pack up the very few stuff you had here that bringed you joy and then leave. If the demons didn’t let you then you would just command them so.

Before you climbed up to your room you turned to face them, hopefully for the last time

“Oh and tell that Lord Diavolo of yours that this exchange program only proves that our worlds should never interact. Ever again”

And with that you left, in hope of finally achieving what you deserved.