"Strange," the devil mused, fingers resting lightly on its chin, a faint amusement in its voice. "No screams. No pleas. Even devils wail when I grace them with my works."
It tilted its head slowly. "Are you stronger than them… or do you simply crave the torment?"
The devil rose from his throne of skulls, his voice calm yet heavy. "But that doesn't matter."
He stepped down, each footfall echoing through the place as he approached.
Rem watched him draw closer, his expression unreadable
" in the year 1973 June third
In a harrowing incident that has left the city shaken, an entire household in Shinjuku was brutally murdered late Monday night. Authorities discovered the bodies of four family members — the father, the mother, and their two little daughters — all victims of what investigators are calling one of the most violent crimes in recent memory.
In a miraculous turn, the family's only son was found alive at the scene, his survival deemed "unexplainable" by first responders. The motive behind the killings remains unknown, and police have yet to release details regarding the circumstances of the survivor's condition.
Neighbors reported hearing nothing unusual prior to the discovery, adding to the mystery surrounding the case.....You remember it, don't you? The tale and the voices spat over the air, again and again, until it carved itself into the marrow of your memory. In those first days, you were named the hand behind the slaughter — but fate spared you, for no proof was ever claimed." The devil looked up at rem who was still suspended in the air
Rem tilted his head slightly. "Is that why you brought me here? To remind me of what I did ?"
"You forged a pact with Death, didn't you?"
"BLARGH!" Before Rem could get a word out, a thick gush of blood burst from his mouth, then his abdomen suddenly split open. A hand burst out from inside him. The previous calm on his face twisted into agony as he bit down hard on his lip, blood spilling down into the blood sea below.
An entire body forced its way out from within him, tangled in viscera, his intestines spilling alongside it. Rem's eyes rolled back, turning white.
The figure that fell into the blood-red sea below was a pale, greysh pink haired girl, no older than her late teens. Strips of viscera and entrails clung to her body, partially covering her as she hit the surface with a SPLASH!
The Red Devil placed a hand under his chin as he observed rem agonized face "Ooh… now that's a far prettier sight."
The girl slowly rose to her feet, her crimson eyes locking onto the empty sockets of the Red Devil. "Torment… it's been a while" she muttered.
"Ah… Great Terror. Indeed It has been long, hasn't it? When was it… the last time we crossed paths? Was it when Yeshua was nailed to the tree? That matters not now" He stepped toward her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Tell me ... have you forgotten the pact we made?"
The Death Devil calmly lifted his hand from her shoulder, which left a blood hand mark on her pale skin. "I didn't. He's just an interesting toy I picked up in Hell."
"You were never permitted to make pacts with mankind . That was ever part of our pact" the Red Devil said, shaking his head in disappointment.
"False," she replied, tilting her head. "Our deal was that I wouldn't descend to Earth before the year 1999."
The Red Devil clutched his chest, pretending to wince. "Calling me a liar now? Cruel of you. No matter... I'll be taking thy little toy. A fair price for this heartache."
" I refuse "
" Then you leave me no choice but to claim it by force," he said, raising his right hand. A mass of rusted chains burst forth, hurtling toward her.
"Swoosh " Death muttered.
A massive scythe materialized behind the Torment Devil. He barely had time to react — the next thing he saw were his severed legs dropping down at his head ....his body was cleaved in half.
He raised his upper body , glaring up at Death standing over him.
Suddenly, chains whipped around Death's legs, yanking her down into the sea below. At the same time, more chains sprouted from his severed torso, pulling his mutilated upper half back together. And the hooks suspending rem vanished, he began to fall.
Before he could hit the blood-soaked sea, the Torment Devil snatched Rem's seemingly lifeless body, holding his head close.
"Why do you feign death?" Torment growled tightening his grip on rem head
Rem's empty gaze flickered back to life. "What now ?"
. "In the year 1999, the deal thou struck with the Death shall end. After that, thy chances of making pact with any devil will vanish. The stench of death upon thee will be too strong… and that same scent shall draw others to hunt thee...If you mean to summon me bite the head off a dead crow. When you catch the scent of blood, you'll know I am close. I shall be most eager to strike a pact with an anomaly like you."
Then In a blink of an eye, everything changed. He was back in the same car he'd been kidnapped from, his limbs restored, though the vehicle was now empty and was filled with rust powder
"You lost fifty one souls to torment… and fifty more for summoning me you have a hundred souls left."
The voice of Death echoed coldly in his mind.
Rem let out a tired sigh, slumping back into the seat.
"I'm hungry " he muttered.