Instant dead in marvel

My name is Mirai no Kaze Kira, but I go by Kira. I had a pretty rough childhood; my parents abandoned me at the age of 6 because they were afraid of me. Even then, I don't know why, but everybody hated me and was scared of me. I had no idea why. Despite being a good-looking kid with high grades, I had no friends, no family—nobody. So, at the age of 16, I decided to leave and enroll at Nada High School, the best school in Japan.

Now, I'm dead. How did it happen? I don't know. I just remembered jumping and pushing a kid out of the way of a speeding car. And now, I find myself in this black void of nothingness. I don't know how much time has passed, but I'm starting to lose my mind. To combat the boredom, I talk to myself, hoping for something, anything to happen. I thought maybe I'd find myself in one of those novels where the MC gets isekai'd to a new universe, but nothing has changed.

"Where are my wishes? Where is God? Where am I?!" I shout into the emptiness. "Please, I'm alone. I'm tired. I'm scared." Tears stream down my face uncontrollably. How long have I been crying? How long have I been here, abandoned in this void with nothing but my thoughts?

Suddenly, I hear a crack open in front of me. "Come, my child. Come to me," a voice calls out.

"W-who are you?" I stutter, cautiously approaching the crack.

"Come to me first, and let's talk," the voice insists. I'm drawn towards the opening, and before I know it, I'm sucked into it. The void disappears, replaced by a space where nothing seems to exist.

"Now, who are you?" I demand, facing a figure before me. He has a darkness about him, his skin almost swallowing the light. He covers one eye with an intensity that unnerves me.

"Ow, my eyes! What the hell, man? My eye!" I yell, falling to the ground, clutching my face in pain and confusion.

"I apologize, my child," the figure says calmly, transforming into a form reminiscent of Gandalf from a story I once heard.

"Who are you? No, what are you? And why do you look like Gandalf now?" I ask, struggling to make sense of what's happening.

"I am God," he declares, and as he speaks, the white space around us trembles, causing me to lose my balance and fall again.

"What was that?!" I exclaim, fear and anger mixing in my voice as I struggle to stand.

"I apologize, my child," God says gently, and the trembling stops instantly.

"You're God?" I repeat, incredulous.

"Yes, I am, my child," God replies with a gentle smile.

"I see," I mutter, feeling a surge of conflicting emotions. "Fuck you! It's all your fault! My life is a mess!" I shouted suddenly, swinging a fist at God in frustration.

My fist connects, but nothing happens. I hit God again and again until I collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

"Why? Just why?" I say, lying on the floor.

"Please, tell me why me? What did I do to deserve this?!?" I plead, unable to cry anymore, my eyes empty and colorless.

God looks at me silently, a small glint of guilt in his eyes giving him away.

"So, it was your fault, huh? Hahaha," I laugh bitterly, the sound echoing crazily in the space, even causing God to flinch.

"I'm sorry, my child. I truly am," God begins.

"Shut the fuck up! You can't say anything! Look at my life—full of nothing but emptiness. I had nothing because of you. Why was I feared? I did nothing. Please, tell me!!" I yell, hatred filling my once-empty eyes.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Arther here I want to say that this is my first story that I wrote so I want some feedback pls next chapter in tomorrow