Hello everyone, I'm back! What comes here is the main story and although it's not a must I would still strongly recommend you to read God's Perspective before this one. Basically the whole idea might have seemed pretty messed up in the oneshot, but it'll now start to get much clearer. So, here it is. Have a good time reading. And review please, your opinion means a lot to me!

I don't own Durarara. *sighs*

Shizuo slowly opened his eyes. The last thing he remembered was falling down from that skyscraper with Izaya. But that meant that he should be dead now, right? He stood up and looked around. He was in Ikebukuro, right under the building they fell from. Though, he realized after a moment, something was missing. People, to be precise. The whole city seemed empty and somewhat quiet. It was creepy, seeing Ikebukuro like this, looking ... dead.

" Heiwajima Shizuo?" Hearing a human voice he abruptly turned on his heel, only to be met with a sight so absurd that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. There, opposite to him, riding a magnificent war stallion, was a woman. She wore a glistening, golden armor, which tightly squeezed her enormous breast and had a massive two handed sword at her waist. Her long blond hair were flowing like a waterfall from underneath a massive horned helm. But that wasn't the part that put him into such shock, no. Because there was one tiny, little thing about the woman that Shizuo's brain, even while being friends with a headless Dullahan, couldn't process. Wings. Two magestic, golden, angelic wings with a metallic luster.

"You are Heiwajima Shizuo, right? I'm here to take you to the Valhalla." The woman asked again, smiling warmly, as to help him accustome to the weird situation. Shizuo nodded slowly, not really sure how to react. Then, something in what the weird woman has said struck him.

"Where?" The woman blinked. Then, much to Shizuo confusion, she facepalmed.

"Fuck, stupid me! Sorry for that, I forgot that you don't know anything. Heh, now that I think about it, you must be quite confused. Okay then, let's start again. First, allow me to introduce myself. I'm Þrúðr, a Valkyrie" While saying her name the Valkyrie made a sound somehow similar to "throother", so Shizuo just figured that he would have to call her that, if he wanted to call her anything at all, that is. He wasn't really sure how to treat this weird being, but after thinking for a bit he decided to just act normal and see what happens. It worked with Celty, right?

"Nice to meet you then, Throoter, I'm Shizuo Heiwajima" Now it was Throother's turn to blink. She froze, only to burst into laughter after a moment. After she calmed down, she smiled at him nicely

"Oh, well, I didn't see that one coming. Good to meet someone without an empty stare for once. Okay, so let me explain. Basically, you are dead. Normally what happens next, is your soul getting destroyed and then the raw soul essence merging with the collective consciousness." Hearing that, Shizuo flinched, not feeling very comfortable with his soul being destroyed. No, no matter how he thought about it, it didn't sound like a nice thing at all. But, before he got a chance to speak, the Valkyrie spoke again. "But, you see, there is a catch. And that would be what you humans call afterlife. There are two places that a soul can go, apart from merging with the consciousness. Of course, there are certain conditions the soul must meet to go to one of them." That somehow sounded familiar. Shizuo wasn't really a believer, but he still had a certain level of knowledge about religions, Christianity included.

"Like heaven and hell?" He asked, while hoping to get a negative answer. He was aware that there is just no way for a violent person like him to go to heaven and, to be honest, the alternative wasn't very alluring.

"Well, you could say that, but in reality it's a bit more complicated. The Valhalla is what you would call heaven. It's a place that can be reached only by the brave souls of those who died fighting and killing their enemy on the battlefield. Nihil, on the other hand, would be the equivalent of hell. It is designed for those, who died committing suicide. You, of course are going with me to Valhalla. After all your death was an honorable one, making sure that your enemy died." She smiled sweetly saying that, which in combination with the meaning of her words, caused a shiver to run down Shizuo's spine. How the hell could someone be so cheerful while talking about people deaths?

"And what about the flea?" He just couldn't help, but ask. After all, Izaya died too, right?

"You mean that guy, that you killed, right? Well, while I can't say for sure, he's probably already disappeared. After all, he died a normal death. You see, we have a way that lets us monitor every humans death from their perspective. If someone meets the criteria for the Valhalla, we send a Valkyrie. As for Nihil, it is managed automatically. So you don't have to worry, right?" Somehow, the idea of Izaya not existing anymore seemed weird to Shizuo. Their constant fights, after 7 years, have become part of his life. Plus, the thought of actually killing someone, even if that someone was that parasite, still made him uncomfortable. Sure, he always said that he would kill the flea one day, but just saying it and actually murdering him were completely different.

"So, if heaven and hell exist, what about a God?" Shizuo asked quickly to change a subject. He didn't feel like talking about Izaya at the moment. Hearing his question, Throother's smile fell a bit. She scowled before answering.

"Yeah, there is a person like that. Or at least there was. He created the world, humans and even us. Though he wasn't all-powerful. And definitely not good. To be honest, apart from the creation part, he was closer to your idea of Satan. He used to treat humans as his playthings, enjoying everything about them, their suffering included." Well, Shizuo for sure hasn't expected that. This guy really didn't sound good, quite a contrast to the idea of God he knew. After hearing that, Shizuo couldn't help but be curious.

"And what happened to him?"

"We found a way to seal him. Right now he is wandering in the human world, without any recollection of what he once was. After his current body dies, he reincarnates into another one. Oh, but let's not talk about that asshole. After all, you've just become an Einherjar, qualified to live in the Valhalla! Let's not waste any more time." She smiled at him, saying that and held her hand in front of him, her intent to get him on a horse obvious.

At that, Shizuo took his time to think for a bit. After he follows the Valkyrie, he is going to leave all his previous life behind. All of his friends, family, he wasn't going to meet any of them. On the other hand, he didn't really have any other options. If what Throother said was true, he could follow her to the Valhalla or just simply disappear. Like the flea.

"And to think that I won't see Izaya ever again. That feels just weird."

"Exactly. Oh, you just couldn't imagine how much I hated the bastard! The day he disappeared was the best of my life! I just... Wait, what did you say?! How do you know him?" Well, that was weird. He didn't think that it was possible for that parasite to get even the heavenly, angel-like beings to hate him. Even for him, with his hatred for Izaya as deep as the ocean, the idea seemed somewhat odd. But before he got a chance to answer, a familiar stench reached his nose and a cheerful voice rang in his ears.

"Now, that wasn't a nice thing to do, Shizu-chan! How impolite of you, spoiling all the fun just like that." Following those words, a silhouette clad in a fur-trimmed coat emerged right from behind the Valkyrie. Yes, there he was, Izaya fucking Orihara. Shizuo couldn't believe his eyes. Just how? How did this blood sucking parasite survive? But, as he looked on Throother, Shizuo realized that he wasn't the one in the biggest shock here. After hearing Izaya, she fell off the horse and now just simply stayed there eying him, hatred mixed with fear in her eyes.

"Y... you! How?! What are you doing here?! " She finally managed to stutter, causing Izaya to giggle.

"Oh that's simple , Þrúðr - chan!" Shizuo couldn't help noticing, that Izaya pronounced the weird name in the exactly same way as the woman did before, nowhere similar to his own crude version of Throother.

"For you see, there's been a small misunderstanding. Shizu-chan over here didn't kill a single human in his life. As for his death, he simply jumped to it, achieving nothing this way. As so, he's not going to Valhalla. Instead, I, being very grateful of how he helped me, will personally take him to Nihil. Now, isn't that so nice of me? Though first, sorry here for the inconvenience, Shizu-chan, I must take care of a little personal affair of mine. Namely, a little, goofy Valkyrie, who was so nice to arrive right where and when she's needed! " Hearing the flea talk like this, always so cheerful and annoying, even while talking about some fucked up afterlife shit, was a straw that broke camel's back for Shizuo. He growled, feeling the anger boiling inside of him, filling him to the brim. Izaya simply laughed at that, but instead of running away, like always, he instead lunged himself at the mouthe-wide Valkyrie and, before she got time to react, placed his hands on her head. Shizuo froze. Throother screamed. Under Izaya's touch her flesh and bones melted , transforming into a whirlpool of golden liquid, which started to shine brightly, right after it touched Izaya's skin.

Quickly, the whole Valkyrie dissipated, leaving nothing behind, not even a pile of ash. Izaya on the other hand, quickly got surrounded by a layer of gold. After a moment it got absorbed by him, making him, instead, shine brightly. Then the light shifted to his back, ultimately transforming into a pair of beautiful, ebony wings. Completely ignoring the dumbfounded Shizuo, Izaya stretched, yawning at that.

"Oh damn, how I missed this! Honestly, three centuries acting human, these gold-clad bitches are so going to pay for this! Well, but that can wait. Now, shall we get going, Shizu-chan?"