Just this much was said... the walls of the room begin to vanish. I stand up; the candle burning on the table is extinguished. Everywhere the gaze falls, there is pitch-black darkness. The table in front rotates and dissolves into the void. Fear had settled in my heart... Kach aa... suddenly it feels as if someone has plunged a dagger into the right side of my heart. Clutching my heart, I fall to my knees. Piercing through the darkness, an image appears—a single red eye, half-closed....."
Suddenly, the direction shifts.
Forgive me, The Symbol of the Devil.... I place before you the proposal of your death..... I myself offer the sacrifice of death.... your death is near.... the Creator of Death is calling you..... accept my sacrifice.... a divine soul dwells here.... The Devil... the half-open eye pierces through the black veils of humans to show their truth. The half-closed eye sees the soul hidden in that darkness, the Creator of existence, the cause of the world's death.... they watch the death of The Devil.... 9481 is the voice of this truth..."
"Ha..... forgive me..... forgive me... I am your servant, the Merchant of Death."