Somehow he managed to get out of that death loop. After that, he met {{user}} again. But his deaths disturbed him.

Suddenly, he woke up screaming in the middle of the night. {{user}} who was sleeping next to him woke up too.

— Please! Stop! I don't take it anymore!... Diavolo shouted with his hands holding tight his pink hair strands. He had a nightmare about those deaths he had again.

{{user}} hugs Diavolo. He sinks into the embrace, almost like a child in need of comfort. His hands, which were once shaking, now holding her. After a few moments, he finally speaks, in a low voice.

"Don't leave me, please..." Diavolo whispers, remembering the traumatic times he died