In the dark, neon-drenched sky of the Greed Ring, every inhabitant was lost in their usual delirium — drugs, robberies, scams, and endless greed. But in a hidden alley, something far more disturbing was happening.
A massive, grotesque lump of flesh twitched and convulsed, covered in eyes and mouths that opened and closed randomly. Slowly, it began reshaping itself into something both new and ancient.
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**Mental Space**
Inside a white, minimalist room reminiscent of the one from *Soul Eater*, a young man with long black hair and several scars across his face stood with his arms crossed. In front of him, Mahito lounged lazily in a large armchair, legs crossed and a playful grin on his face.
"Okay, HOW the fuck are you here? Wasn't this supposed to be like those fanfics where I just get the power with zero side effects?" Aiden asked, patience completely exhausted. He had genuinely believed soul regeneration would be his second golden finger.
"Believe me, the guy upstairs doesn't explain shit to anyone," Mahito replied casually.
"You talked to God—"
"Nah. Honestly, I don't even know exactly how I got here. I just remember being used in that brat Yuji's plan… and that femboy alien and all that nonsense…"
"Yeah, that's mutual and— wait, why the hell are you talking like me?"
"When you absorbed my soul to replenish yours, our identities merged. In other words… I *am* you," Mahito said with a graceful smile, standing up and walking right up to Aiden. There was a clear height and color difference between them. Aiden was covered in scars earned from a hard life, taking care of himself and paying off his parents' debts. Mahito was covered in stitches. One had straight hair, the other wild and untamed.
"If you're gonna stay here, you're gonna have to pay rent…" Aiden said bluntly.
Mahito let out a bored huff.
"Each side gets to make one demand. A Binding Vow," Mahito proposed.
"Fine. My demands are: You have to switch places with me every time the word 'switch' is spoken. For fifteen minutes, you deal with the problem. You cannot harm humans or innocent people. Additionally, you must actively help me evolve so we don't become overly dependent on each other, and you will not interfere with my soul manipulation."
"My turn," Mahito said. "From now on, you can no longer use animals or insects as transfigured totems. You must also maintain your current appearance — I don't want you ruining my pretty face. And the limit for switching is once per day."
"Alright, if we're sealing the deal, I have one final demand. You can make another later."
"Go on…"
"Under no circumstances can you bypass this agreement and abandon my body. We must function as a single vessel, like the Angel of Slaughter girl."
Aiden gave a dangerous smile.
Mahito's head suddenly exploded. His body collapsed to the floor as Aiden stood over him with an outstretched hand, face twisted in disgust and rage.
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**Real World**
In a dirty alley in the Greed Ring, the mass of flesh finally stabilized. Countless eyes and mouths closed as it gradually formed the shape of a naked teenager who looked exactly like Aiden.
"That son of a bitch—"
"Language," a mouth suddenly appeared on Aiden's cheek, followed by a misplaced eye. Mahito's voice rang out clearly.
"Look at that, now you're acting like Sukuna…"
"Someone has to be your guide," Mahito replied, forming a small hand on Aiden's cheek to point toward a discarded Exorcist uniform on the ground.
"Get dressed already. Nobody wants to see your semi-grade 4 curse."
"Go fuck yourself!" Aiden shouted, quickly transfiguring clothes identical to the ones he wore in his past life. He pulled the hood up and started walking through the ring. He was seriously questioning how the hell he was going to get back to the Pride Ring. Looking up, the ceiling had already disappeared — maybe some kind of concealment spell or just sheer distance.
"How do we get back?"
"Not sure. We're way too deep. Going back to the Wrath Ring with that woman and that Sin isn't exactly a good option either," Mahito said, shifting his presence to Aiden's hand, turning it into a puppet while looking around.
"What about that fat-ass bird?" Mahito suddenly forced Aiden's head to turn. Standing not too far away was a very recognizable Ars Goetia — one hated by most of the fandom but beloved in Rule 34 circles.
"Stella… what a surprise…" Aiden muttered. Mahito retreated back to his cheek as Aiden began thinking.
Kidnapping? Viable. Conversation? Might as well shoot himself in the face. A mutually beneficial deal? Unlikely, but possible. If he promised to kill Blitzo or Stolas, he might earn a favor. Maybe even a free pass to travel between rings. He had never liked either character in the series — one was a gremlin who didn't respect personal boundaries, the other a spoiled bird who treated everyone like trash based on status.
"So… which option are we taking?"
"Option 4."
"Option 4?"
"Kidnapping, Madagascar movie style," Mahito said, forcing Aiden's body into motion. Aiden never said Mahito couldn't force movements, after all~
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**Author's Note:** How about a Hellaverse fic with a specific character? (Leave your suggestion here ?)