Hell is an interesting place to walk through. Katsuki half expected his feet to be scorched the second he stepped out of Purgatory, but instead, the delightful feeling of carpet curled through him. Better than stepping on hot coals.

The demon lady, going by Secretary, told him to follow her to meet the Demon King. Her height has to be at least seven feet. Height, in this case, meant nothing compared to her legs. She could skip four whole steps with those.

The nightclub appearance of this place really threw Katsuki off balance, especially since Hell, in his own imagination, consisted of people begging for mercy from all the pain and anguish. Now that he's here, though, he'd rather throw that image away.

"Don't worry, Katsuki-kun. Even if you can't leave, you'll have tons of fun here. We demons have no shame."

Well, no shit they don't. Everybody here is wearing little to nothing. Speaking of everybody, it is a little hard to see through all the colorful lights, but Katsuki can in fact see that nobody here has a normal shade of skin. One demon has blue skin, the other has purple, another with red. They all have dark eyes as something in common. Secretary herself has aqua blue skin.

"Depending on your amount of sins," Secretary says. "You'll be born as a demon with that specific skin color. There are seven. Purple for lust, yellow for greed, red for pride, black for power, and more. Once you make some friends, you'll get the gist of things."

Katsuki follows her up some stairs, away from the wild action happening below. "As if I'm even staying here."

"Trust me. You'll let loose once you get used to it."

"Tch."

She takes him across a balcony and down another flight of steps, then into an elevator, which delivers them down to a place that could resemble the dark depths of the ocean.

"Right this way."

A long hall of torches and other stupidly tall demons lingering around is what she takes him through. He isn't sure if it's the mood of the place, temperature, or what, but Katsuki's head has been killing him ever since he stepped out of that office. A horrible migraine.

Eventually, they make it to a large door, Secretary accompanying him as they enter.

There before them is a tall man. Like, a really tall man, taller than Secretary by at least three more feet. He has long black locks, skin as dark as night, and nails so sharp they could each be used as a machete. He is sitting at a large table for two with a teapot and cups. A candle flickers in the center.

Two crimson pupils glimmer at Katsuki. The door behind them slams shut.

Secretary bows in a 90° angle, "Good evening, your highness. I have brought our newly arrived fallen angel."

The shift in her attitude crashes on Katsuki like a tidal wave.

The Demon King smiles kindly, yet says nothing as he gestures for Katsuki to sit. He recoils, at first refusing, ready to demand he be put back where he belongs and battle to the death for it, yet until he finds he cannot open his mouth. It feels as if a zipper had zipped it shut.

"Mmh hmfgh!"

A sly, toothy grin spreads across Secretary's face. She leads Katsuki to the chair and sits him down, uttering something in his ears that makes him stop fussing about. With that, she unzips his mouth.

He should have realized sooner just how serious this is, he's literally sitting across from Satan. He reminds himself that whatever he says here could impact how he makes it out here. Either returning to his life to become a Hero, or staying down here with a bunch of raunchy demons.

Katsuki shivers at the second option.

Secretary pours both him and the Demon King some tea. Vulgar, black cascades fill his cup and bubbles like molten lava. He cringes at the scent.

The Demon King himself is...ominous. He hasn't said a word, and yet his smile remains, like he's bound to know what happens in the future. He taps the table with his knife-like nails, the clacks resounding in Katsuki's ears like high heels in a hallway.

Secretary suggests, "Shall I play a song?"

The low pitch of the Demon King's voice nearly paralyzes Katsuki. "Negative."

"As you wish."

…

Could anything be more infuriating? What did this freak call him for, anyway? Tea? That's it?

Katsuki opens his mouth to ask what the hell he wants, but is interrupted by the Demon King himself.

"Katsuki Bakugou, yes?"

He doesn't have time for this.

"Listen, pal, I don't have time for this shit. I'm getting the fuck out of here and going back where I belong. So either you let me out, with no pansy-ass excuses, or you get blasted back to the asthenosphere."

…

The look on his face is priceless. It all resembles how his mother looked the first time he swore in front of her, yet all reverts back to a tranquil grin as he sips his tea. Katsuki's teeth grit.

"You are very charming as always. Such a creative, violent way of thinking. Your words serenade me, Katsuki-kun."

Gross.

"Well guess what, Romeo, I'm not kidding around," he pops an explosion to show he really isn't kidding, "so whaddya say? Ready to die?"

"As much as I want to laugh at how unrealistic that is, considering where we are, I cannot help but wonder why you have come to this conclusion. Most people would have accepted it and moved on by now. Besides, once you get out and about, you will see just how much people love you here."

"I wasn't alive just to be with you freaks! I lived because I wanted to be a Hero! Dying gets in the way of that!"

"Ah, does it not? The lovely days of being human… I thank you for the nostalgia trip."

There's no getting through to him. Secretary refills the Demon King's cup and stands out of the way, yet Katsuki catches a mean look from her. Her demeanor towards the higher being compared to his must put a rock in her throat. He won't forget what she said earlier — about this mountain of a man being his biggest fan.

"If you were anyone else," he says, "you would be on your way to repent your sins. For every sin you commit, there is a punishment. After that, you may live in luxury. However, solely because it is you, I have welcomed you here to enjoy a hot cup of Devil Tea with me. Almost nobody gets this honor. Please, have a sip."

He is really starting to piss him off. How high on that horse is this freak?

"Hell no! What's with you freaks liking me, anyway?! Blondie over here said some bullshit that barely explained anything!"

Secretary scowls.

The higher being taps his bull-like horns, "Because, Katsuki Bakugou, you are more demon-like than any of us. You even look the part."

Excuse you?

"I'm never, not even when I'm dead, ever going to be living with you fucks! I'm not a demon!"

The air seems to still as the Demon King sets his cup down, chuckling, "But, Katsuki Bakugou, you already are."

Secretary titters out 'keh keh keh' as she takes a good look at the confusion of Katsuki's face. She summons a hand mirror in her hands, promptly giving it to Katsuki. What he sees makes his eyes blow wide.

Two sharp, small, crimson devil horns poke out from his blonde hair. His eyes have begun to darken into an ashy gray.

What the fuck…?! What the fuck, what the actual living fuck?!

"That migraine," the Demon King laughs, a demonic smile on his face, "it was your horns growing it. The longer you stay here, the more your body will change. It will be a constant reminder of how diabolical you were as a human."

"Heaven forgives," adds Secretary. "Hell punishes."

Katsuki lets out, "You've got to be fucking kidding me…!"

"Afraid not, Katsuki-kun. Unless you can give me solid reasons, rather than a child's tantrum, to let you live, I will sit here, and watch as you endure the most painful transition you will ever experience."

"Keh keh keh! You really messed up this time, Katsuki-kun!~"

"Shut it, blondie!"

Shit, shit, shit!

Now that he's paying more attention to it, his head really fucking hurts! The horns might as well be carving their way out of his skull! His eyes are beginning to feel as if lava is being dripped into them!

What's wrong with these two?! Didn't Secretary say something about them being his biggest fans?! Didn't she say the other demons loved it when—

...That's right…! They're demons, of course they would pull some headass shit like this! Ugh, he was stupid to trust someone like her in the first place!

Damn it…!

This wasn't going to be the cakewalk he thought it would be.

"Go on, Katsuki-kun. I am waiting."