Heaven,Hell and one dumb death

When Kaiee was seven, his family took him to a local girls’ football match. The crowd roared at goals and tackles, but even then Kaiee’s attention drifted. He wasn’t watching the play he watched the players as if they moved with intent, with gravity. It was the first time he noticed how certain presences could make him forget everything else.
Fast forward through awkward teens and loud nights. High school was a blur of flirting, parties, and empty promises. By the time he turned twenty seven, Kaiee had a reputation: a grin that worked, a charm that opened doors, and a trail of mornings where nothing real waited for him. He kept score in memories and moved on.
One warm Friday, neon smeared across the pavement. He’d spent the night the way he always did laughing, buying drinks, leaving lighter than he arrived. Late, reckless, and confident, he found a place that sold one night company and told himself it would be worth it.
The room was cheap and bright in the worst way. He lied back, breathed the cheap perfume of forgetfulness, and let the night happen. Pleasure narrowed to the space right above his face. He forgot to breathe.
Panic came fast. He groped for air he couldn’t grab. His heart beat like a drum in a collapsing room. The last thing he felt was both too much and not enough an absurd mix of guilt and satisfaction and then the light cut out.
For a handful of seconds the world went white.
Red joined the white like two flags. Shapes resolved into two figures standing opposite each other in a vast, impossible hall: one bathed in soft, patient light; the other wrapped in a shadow that smelled faintly of smoke and mischief.
“Finally,” the dark figure said, voice like silk and a blade. “We’ve been watching you.”
The light replied calmly. “You wasted your life on the surface. You never learned what keeps a heart from breaking.”
Kaiee blinked. His mouth tasted like yesterday. “Where where am I?” The stupid thought that cut through everything was, I didn’t finish my night.
“I am Devil,” the shadow said, stepping forward until the air cooled. Horns curled like ink strokes. “And I will call you out honestly: you’ve been a womenizer in the worst sense taking without caring.”
The light God spoke with a quiet weight. “We are not here to torment you forever. We are here because what you broke most was inside yourself. We forged a world where angels and devils live together, and we intended peace. One force refuses that peace: the Demon who worships chaos.”
Devil leaned in with a grin that showed no mercy. “You will go there. You will be given a chance to learn. Find true love not the quick kind, not the convenient kind. Love that asks for sacrifice and respect. You will gain our power only as your heart grows and you also have too defeat that demon king too womenizer."
Kaiee coughed out a laugh that sounded thin. “Why me? Why not send someone else? You two could just stop the Demon yourselves.”
God fixed him with a look that felt like the first honest thing anyone had said to him. “Because you’ve never known true love. That ignorance is your liability and your possibility. If you can change, you will change most. If you cannot, you will vanish.”
Devil’s voice dropped. “Grow properly stop fantasizing and start living or your next fall isn’t a lesson.”
The thought of dying for real tightened Kaiee’s chest. “So if I fail… I’m gone?”
“Yes,” God answered simply. No threats. Just truth.
Kaiee tried to crack a joke. Humor had been his armor for so long. “So this is, like, a game where the save points are broken? Great. I lose my money, I lose my night, now I’m on demo duty for a love tutorial? Cool.”
Devil’s laugh rippled through the space. Then with a motion like a snapped string the world turned. He was falling.
When the blur ended, Kaiee was somewhere that looked painted in sunrise and ember. Towers rose like broken songs; bridges glowed; markets drifted on terraces between spires. Angels and devils walked side by side, trading, arguing, laughing old enemies rewritten into neighbors. The sky burned gold and crimson at once.
Kaiee landed hard in a fountain. Water slapped his face. He spat and blinked until the world steadied. Ahead, across a plaza threaded with winged vendors and horned merchants, the city stretched like a promise and a test. Angels and devils moved together, living proof that two sides had tried something new.
He straightened, pulling his shirt back into something that resembled dignity. The memory of the hall, of Devil’s grin and God’s calm, echoed sharp and clear: Your power grows only as your heart does.
Kaiee looked at the city, at people whose differences were no longer weapons but daily life. He had no idea how to be anything other than who he’d always been. But the rules had been set by beings who did not bluff.
He inhaled. The air tasted different, like thrift store legends and hard earned promises.
Somewhere behind the color and music, Devil’s last words still hummed in his bones: Learn, Kaiee. Or next time the fall is final.
He took a step toward the kingdom that rose before him, toward whatever this world asked of him. He had lost his old night, his money, his careless life. Ahead lay a place where angels, devils, and demons would test the measure of his heart.
Would Kaiee stop being the man he’d always been and become something else? Keep checking my id. 🗿



Author Note:“No truck-kun. No lazy harems. MC dies at peak idiot energy and gets a second shot from God and Devil. Learn love or die trying. nikonikoni_777”
Teaser Chapter 2:He has no powers yet. The first test comes swift: a demon in the market wants blood. Can Kaiee survive without flirting his way out? 👀