" And not a single person should live. "

The fire would spread further and further without any other purpose but to kill. You saw him standing admist the chaos with a bloodied scythe as more and more screams would join the cacophony, mourning those who had died on this fateful night.

It hurt to listen, breathe, and think, yet you of all people prevailed.

The numa standing before you was death, pain, and torture itself. A shinigami sent by a dangerous rising empire to annihilate all of those who resided in the Gapanese.

" Oh, what do we have here? "

Sigma remarks, staring down at you like you were nothing.