[Mob Psycho 100] I Came Back to Life After I Died

Hanasaki Alice isn't sure whether she really died.

It seems like she did... maybe?

Then she sees a lump of green, smooth, damp, slippery evil spirit threaten her: "Get back in your body, or I'll eat you."

"No," Hanasaki Alice says, then doesn't say anything for a long time. She's surprised that she can still speak even though she's dead.

The evil spirit opens its terrifying mouth. Flames transform into little hands, scoop her up, and prepare to swallow her.

"Go ahead and eat me. I don't want to live anymore." Hanasaki Alice doesn't struggle at all.

Dimple pulls her back out of its mouth. "Could you at least struggle a little? Please?"

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If we trace the life of someone who wants to die backward from its end, might things turn out differently?

The evil spirit Dimple follows Hanasaki Alice from her youth all the way back to the very beginning.

She is only this small, yet she looks unhappy, her brows furrowed. He looks around. It seems he's the only one who notices.

She's just a little kid, Dimple thinks.

"What's wrong?"

"Alice thinks the sun is so big. She can't open her eyes."

Her speech has a strange rhythm, as if she follows only her own whims.

Dimple slowly rises and transforms. An enormous green flame blazes in the sky, blocking out the sunlight.

The evil spirit descends into the world in the sun's place, as if he were a god.

People want to die for all kinds of reasons. What if someone returned to the very beginning, when they were a child, when they didn't know what life and death really meant, when they hadn't experienced any joy or sorrow?

"What's so bad about being alive?" the flames ask.

"It's bad."

The little girl, no bigger than a kitten, doesn't smile.

"It's bad."

Her body seems to melt in the flames. As her flesh dissolves, a little black mouse emerges from where her heart used to be.

"Squeak!" the mouse cries.

The little mouse raises its front paws to its chest, stands on its hind legs, and flicks its fleshy tail as it squeaks softly.

Dimple thinks it looks disgusting and pitiful.

He grabs the mouse by the tail and holds it in the very center of the flames. The mouse melts into his green embrace and stops squeaking in terror.

Its black fur trembles slightly, then grows still.

The evil spirit feels a rare pang of sadness. "Goodbye."

Mob's commission has failed after all.

He pauses, then adds, "I'm not like you. I'll keep living."

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Mob Psycho 100 fanfiction

A dead girl x a living evil spirit

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"It takes a lot of strength, a lot of pride, or a lot of love to believe that what people do matters, to believe that life is better than death."

Theme: Believe that life is better than death