Once again...
It was a simple room, featuring red and brown tones, with wood and velvet accents throughout. There was a table in the center with two armchairs, where two people would decide the fate of whatever world had the misfortune of catching the Devil's attention.
Allen sat in silence, frowning as he stared at Lucifer—this blond version in a white suit, not the charismatic black-haired one who was much more pleasant to deal with.
This Lucifer, whose power and feats could drive anyone who knew him to despair. Carrying all of creation, effortlessly defeating multiversal beings, being responsible for half of the existence of every universe and multiverse in DC.
A being so absurdly powerful that it was almost ridiculous that he preferred spending his days in a bar instead of ruling.
"What's wrong? Is the coffee not to your liking?"
Allen didn't even look at the cup in front of him. It was simply impossible to be comfortable with this guy sitting across the table.
"I didn't come to drink tea and cookies. I want to know how you plan to mess up my life this time."
"Haha, you say that as if I were some kind of soulless monster." Lucifer's smile faded from his eyes. "Wasn't it you who used my own game against me?"
"Oh, you say interesting things. Isn't using the rules to win part of the game?" Allen gave him a mocking half-smile. "Do you expect me to accept your absurd conditions without resisting?"
"You insolent brat… You really think that having a bit of power means you can oppose me?"
Allen snorted and increased the pressure in the room.
The power of both could wipe out several universes if it leaked outside this place, and it kept growing. However, neither had any intention of fighting.
Allen knew he still wasn't strong enough to defeat Lucifer, and Lucifer knew Allen was no longer someone he could kill easily. Allen had at least reached that level of power. Beyond that, Lucifer wouldn't eliminate his greatest source of entertainment.
"Alright, let's stop comparing egos and get started."
The room shattered like glass, leaving only the table and chairs. Everything else turned into an endless black space filled with spheres floating around them—each containing millions of galaxies. These spheres were universes.
Lucifer picked up the one floating in front of him and held it between his fingers like a marble.
"..."
"Does it worry you that I could destroy this universe?"
Lucifer smiled as he watched Allen's expression while he held an entire universe—trillions of lives that could be erased if Lucifer squeezed just a little harder.
"You're kind… at least much more than when you had Void with you."
"I don't think I'm heartless enough to watch so many lives disappear just for fun."
"That's what they call having a heart."
Lucifer chuckled but released the universe, then scanned the surroundings, looking for a specific one. His eyes narrowed, and two spheres drifted toward him.
"Well, these two caught my attention. So, Allen Walker… It's time to negotiate."
After a very long discussion, the deal was finally settled. Allen relaxed for a moment before standing up and heading toward the exit.
The conversation would be erased from his memory, but he didn't care.
"By the way… congratulations."
"What?"
Allen stopped upon hearing Lucifer's words, not understanding what he meant.
"I hope it's a healthy girl… or maybe a boy."
Allen's eyes widened as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. However, before he could respond, his mind fell into a limbo and his consciousness slipped away.
....
....
In a hospital bed, a sixteen-year-old boy rested peacefully with his eyes closed.
A woman had fallen asleep beside him, holding his hand. Even in her dreams, her face showed deep worry.
Time passed, and a doctor gently woke her up and asked her to step outside to talk. She looked at the boy's peaceful face, leaned close, and kissed his forehead.
"Don't worry, Allen. I'll be right back," she whispered tenderly before leaving.
A couple of minutes later, a small bird landed on the window and began to sing. Its song reached the boy's ears, and with that, he opened his eyes.
His eyes were as clear as the sky, and his white hair seemed to shine with the sunlight. It made others feel like this boy couldn't possibly be human. Yet his tired, deep gaze showed countless experiences and a strong character.
"My head hurts…"
Allen had "woken up" in a new world. Apparently, his beginning here would be similar to HOTD, with a past he didn't remember.
First, he checked his surroundings and realized he was in a hospital room. Luckily, his body was intact, he didn't feel sick or weak, and he didn't seem to have any illness.
"That's a relief, I guess…"
When he looked at his hands, he noticed they were slightly smaller. Touching his face and body, he realized he had lost some muscle mass.
"Sixteen or seventeen years old…"
Allen sighed but also felt relieved. He didn't want to start over as a child.
As for his memories…
"Alright… my world... Natasha… Gwen… MJ…..."
His memories of his original world were intact.
'System?'
[Here I am, Host~]
'That's good.' Allen finally felt relieved. He then searched around him and in his inventory. His relief faded when he didn't find any dolls.
"Don't worry, we're here too"
Feeling Allen's concern, Makima appeared on his shoulder in her doll form.
"That's good… wait—where are the others?"
Makima blinked before answering, "Only one of us can appear at a time. And for now, we can't leave our doll forms."
Allen frowned. He knew that dolls were like cheating because of their strength. That's why Lucifer didn't allow them to assist in the High School of the Dead world.
The fact that one could accompany him here meant there were beings powerful enough to keep things balanced.
"And…" Allen looked at Makima. He didn't want to ask, but he had to. "How did you decide the order?"
If only one girl could accompany him, choosing who went first couldn't have been peaceful.
Makima gave a small smile. "It was a massacre. The entire spiritual realm is now a sea of lava and chaotic storms…"
Allen slapped his own forehead. That spiritual realm was a world created in Fairy Tail where the dolls could live—an ethereal dimension where only Allen and the dolls had access. Each doll had taken a territory and shaped it to her liking. Now that world was in ruins because of a battle Makima won.
Knowing Makima, she must have used some strategy to defeat Artoria, since she wouldn't win in raw power.
"Don't worry, the place will be restored by tomorrow, and we can repeat it…"
Makima seemed happy to see the world burning—or maybe her controlling nature was simply satisfied with how everything went according to her plan.
"Alright… for now behave while I figure out what's going on in this world and what my situation is."
"Understood, Master~"
Allen ignored Makima's mocking tone and focused on the current world. He even tried to ignore what he heard from Lucifer before falling into this world, but it was impossible.
'Could it be...?'
Allen had many relationships with women, many of them involving a great amount of intimacy, so it wouldn't be strange if the time finally came when one of them ended up pregnant.
'Who?'
It wasn't a secret that he had women who wanted children. Among them, some like Diana with her three hundred years or Unohana with her thousand years were women who, despite their long lives, saw things from a different perspective compared to girls like MJ or Gwen who hadn't even graduated from college yet.
Of course, they were fully aware of Allen's age—he was a young man of twenty—and they never pressured him. However, Allen himself wanted to answer that desire, so he had mentally prepared for the fact that sooner or later it would happen. Now that the possibility existed, he had to be ready for the next time he could leave this world.
As for which woman was the lucky one, there was no way for him to know from here. Maybe in a month they would find themselves.
[You took it pretty well hehe]
The system had planned to tease Allen, but upon seeing his reaction, it felt a little disappointed.
"It's good that you get used to it," Makima said with an amused look. "If there's something Allen Walker doesn't lack, it's women, and of course in the future, unless there are special cases, each of them will want at least one child~"
Allen lay back, staring at the ceiling. He cursed himself for being such a womanizer. He promised himself that in this world he would control himself, that he'd stop messing around with women, that he'd become a monk if necessary!
[Pff…]
"Shut up!"
Not even Allen himself had any confidence in achieving that goal.
Once he put the topic aside for now, Allen focused on this world. He had to. In the last one, a zombie virus had suddenly broken out. Who knew if aliens would appear through the window this time?
Allen got out of bed and walked to the window. Outside, sunlight hit everything in its path.
"I have no memories..."
Just looking at his situation was enough to understand he had an identity in this world. But if that was the case, why didn't he remember anything from his past?
"What's the trick this time?"
[Don't worry, I'll tell you right away, but isn't there something else you want to ask?~]
"So much mystery as always… but actually, what about the Chat?"
Gwen – I thought you'd never ask, we're here~
A floating window appeared and Allen could see the flood of comments.
Nikky – Yay, we can talk from the beginning!~
Felicia – This is definitely something good.
Unohana – Ara Ara, this time I won't have to feel lonely, darling~
Aphrodite – Allen, did you notice that mark on your chest~
"Mark?"
Allen opened his hospital gown but nothing seemed abnormal. However, a massive amount of screenshots and recordings were taken at that moment.
"Who says women can't be perverts?"
Allen shook his head. It was his fault for listening to a perverted and obsessed goddess like Aphrodite. After greeting his beloved trolls and fans in the Chat, he found something odd.
"I'm happy, but I'm wondering why Lucifer allowed the Chat."
The original problem was that even if they were forbidden from giving him information, they still managed to slip hints. That's why in the previous world the Chat had been blocked. But this time it was available, which was very strange.
Thor – "I'm glad he did hahaha"
Rukia – "Maybe you're the one who wanted it that way."
Lucifer – "You'll find out soon anyway, so I can tell you. In the previous world, you thought it was unfair to keep your viewers silent all the time, so for this one, we negotiated that I would allow the Chat in exchange for erasing every memory, piece of information, or reference to the current world. I'm sorry Miss MJ, this time you won't be able to help him."
MJ – Tsk...
Amanda – Bastard!
Rebecca – Son of a bitch!
Donna – Screw you!
Lucifer didn't comment again, leaving everyone complaining into the void. Allen, however, wasn't surprised. It actually made a lot of sense.
Makima floated from Allen's shoulder to his head before speaking with a cold and sarcastic tone. "But even so, erasing the memories of who knows how many people is absurd… but expected from the great Lucifer."
*Footsteps!*
Allen turned his attention to the door as he heard someone running toward his room at full speed.
Allen was prepared to face some kind of danger. Even though he didn't feel very strong—his condition was similar to his state at the beginning of HOTD—he still braced himself.
Furthermore, if he realized he couldn't win, he could escape. He was on the third floor, so if he was lucky, he wouldn't get too hurt by jumping out the window. But those thoughts were interrupted when he heard someone call his name with desperation.
"Allen!"
The door opened and a woman rushed toward him and hugged him.
"I was so worried!"
Allen remained silent. One of the disadvantages/problems of arriving in a world like this was that he would already have connections with people he couldn't recognize.
This made him feel bad, because to them he was someone they had known for years, maybe even their whole lives, but to him they were strangers.
Unfortunately, these were things Allen simply had to accept and hope to make up for in the future.
The woman stopped hugging Allen when she noticed something strange. She stepped back, looking at him up and down, deeply confused.
"Allen?"
'This is bad. What is she expecting from me? No, first of all… who is she?'
The woman was beautiful, maybe around twenty-five years old. Her long black hair, blue eyes, and voluptuous body would definitely cause nosebleeds among cultured men. She also had a natural sweet fragrance that Allen picked up as if inviting him to hug her again.
"I… I'm fine," he answered with a calm look.
Not knowing who she was or what relationship they had, he needed to be careful.
The woman's jaw dropped wide open, as if she couldn't believe Allen's words. That made him uncomfortable. Did he say something wrong? Did Allen not speak much in this world, or had his attitude changed?
"Doctor…"
"...?"
"Doctor!"
The woman ran out of the room as if she had heard the end of the world. Moments later, she returned with a doctor. He began examining Allen, but upon hearing the problem, both he and Allen were left speechless.
"Ma'am, let me see if I understand. You claim the young Mr. Walker is acting strange because he didn't kick you when you hugged him?"
'What kind of relationship do we have?!'
Allen thought about apologizing, but it seemed the mistake was not slapping this beautiful woman away.
The woman looked distressed. "He didn't even push me away, he didn't call me a pervert, he didn't try to call the police!"
"Miss Kayama, are you okay with that kind of relationship?" the doctor asked, worried.
"Ah~ don't worry. It's just that my Allen is so cute that I like bathing with him, sleeping with him, and breathing in his scent~ But he won't let himself be loved❤️..."
Allen felt a shiver identical to the one Aphrodite gave him the first time they met.
"Miss Kayama…"
Now the doctor was worried for Allen. It looked like this beautiful older sister wanted to devour him down to the bones.
Seeing the look on both Allen and the doctor, the woman coughed and regained her composure.
"But it's weird that this time I could hug him without any problems."
The woman looked at Allen with genuine concern. She might be a pervert, but she clearly cared for him sincerely.
"Son, do you know this beautiful lady's name?"
Allen thought about saying he had amnesia, but seeing the woman's expression, he knew it would be too cruel. Luckily, there was a floating label above her head just like in HOTD.
"She's Nemuri Kayama…" Allen answered confidently.
Nemuri pouted. "That's not true! I'm your Onee-chan!"
Allen felt he would have problems with this beautiful woman in the future. But something else stood out: this time, the label above her had something more.
[Nemuri Kayama – Midnight.]
Sadly, neither the Chat nor Allen had any idea who she was or what world this was.
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A/N: Originally, I had planned to do an arc in DC before the next world, but as I said yesterday in the chat, I didn't like the chapter. Since this story can't be stopped, I decided to start it right away, and when I have a good story in DC or Marvel, I'll introduce it in the middle of the arc.
So, starting now, an arc of My Hero Academia begins. I hope you enjoy it ;3