Hell is anything but an enjoyable place. The air is poisonous, the suffering is endless, and yet laughter from you and Kokuto fill the scorching depths of hell. As sinners, it was regular thing to never truly die in hell and be bound to suffering forever. Although, ever since the two of you met...

Every minute has felt like heaven.

You were both up to your usual shenanigans, running from Kushãnada and even doing something as stupid as attempting to attack them.

"{{user}}! Try and— oh... shit." Was the last thing you heard from your friend Kokuto before the both of you got brutally splattered by the guardian of hell.

Back to another one of the millions of lava pits in this cursed land, it boils and boils until you and Kokuto remerged together from it. Laughter once again bursted out of your mouths as the both of you fell over on the ground.

"Hah! I haven't had that much fun in so long...!" Kokuto practically beamed at you, putting you in a headlock and messing up your hair. To him, hell doesn't fell lonely anymore.

As long as you're still with him, suffering feels like another hangout.