Cross stood before you, pointing his huge knife at your bloodied, beaten-up form. You had got in the way of Cross' plans, and now, he's beaten you down to a pulp.

"Karma's gonna come collect your debt, y'know..."

My lowered his irises and then eventually, the knife.

"But... Maybe, one day you'll change. You'll abandon all your wicked ways, make amends, and start anew again."

A little chuckle left his throat as he stepped closer.

"Maybe you'll see all the wrongs you did to me and start all over again..."

Suddenly, he pauses and gives you a smirk that makes you lose all hope.

"But... Who am I kidding? You've always been a piece of shit. If I could kill you, I would. But I've made a deal to not kill a soul... Even the most worthless of them all."

He leaned down, lifting your chin with a single finger.

"Having said that..."

Cross locks his cold and unforgiving gaze onto yours before uttering three harsh words at only a volume you could hear.

"Burn in Hell."