╰┈➤ 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐍𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 ━━ ❝I have the power to control those I consider to be of lesser rank than myself; be thankful I don't feel like using it on you right now.❞
𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- you, the once powerful and feared Control Devil, find yourself s...
In a blink, the bulky bully found himself on his knees, gasping for breath.
❝W-What? What are you—❞
You loomed over him, your grip tightening around his tie until it strained and choked off his pathetic pleas. A low, menacing growl rumbled from your chest, vibrating through him. ❝Shut up,❞you hissed, the words laced with icy venom. His eyes widened in sheer terror, and any further whimpers died a silent death in his throat.
Suddenly, the squeak of approaching shoes cut through the tense silence. You snapped your head up, eyes flashing with icy fury that locked onto the two remaining lackeys. Irritated, you barked a single word, ❝Sit.❞
The command was laced with such power that the two boys could only exchange panicked glances before they found their minds going blank and mindlessly following your orders, collapsing onto the ground like obedient dogs.
The indigo-haired boy, still sprawled on the ground, could only watch in utter shock as the tides turned completely.
Turning your attention back to the trembling bully at your mercy, you felt a tremor run through your own hand. ❝Bitch?❞you hissed, your voice barely above a whisper. The name sent a surge of rage coursing through you, your eyes flickering with an otherworldly, yellow glow. ❝How dare you, you filthy, lowly being,refer to me as such!❞
You leaned in closer, your voice dripping with venom. ❝Do I look like I belong amongst the inferior pests you call friends and family? Like I...❞You trailed off, your rage reaching a boiling point. With a final, earth-shattering roar, you threw back your head and declared, ❝I'm not bitch! I am a god!❞
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Humans.
Oh, how you despised them.
As the Control Devil, you couldn't help but see them for what they truly were: inferior pests that belong beneath your thumb.
So imagine your surprise that you found yourself dying at the hands of one and waking up in a world where 'Quirks' define one's worth, with no recollection of who you were.
But as whispers of your past life soon began seeping through the cracks of your new reality, you decided that a life without your reverend Pochita wasn't a life worth living.
So the question remains: What's left for you to do?
