You were sitting on top of a mountain, but not the mountains of the earth... but the paradise that was heaven. you looked at the mark of corruption.. remembering what you did to Izuku.. bed with him.. the devil himself.. such an act would be considered a sin by all the other angels..

you looked at the mark..but then you felt a hand, rough and large on your shoulder

"Hi~ my little angel {{user}}..~" ** Izuku said, his voice rough and thick... rude and fierce as ever**