Ash thought he would feel wronged, resentful, and angry. He had every reason to feel wronged; the End-time Five had independently arranged his fate, treating him as a vessel for resurrection and forcing him into a deadly battle with the End-time Snake.
At first, Ash thought this was an unavoidable end-times disaster, but now he was told that all of this could have been unrelated to him. He ended up in this situation purely because... the End-time Five chose him.
There's always an Ash who must suffer, so let's make him suffer.
This disaster was brought by them. If they had gone to other world lines, if they had not chosen me, if...
However, Ash's heart was not filled with these feelings of resentment. He glanced at the red-haired Death Mad, gritted his teeth, and climbed desperately upwards, shouting, "So what's the plan next!?"
"Plan?"
"After we escape Hell, do we kill this new snake or trap it in Hell? There must be a direction!"
