"Leo, I will wait for you in hell," Said the man looking at the figure in front of him as he slowly closed his eyes for the last time.

"Hell?" Leo asked as he looked at himself the world looked red through his bloody eyes it had no meaning to him.

He looked at where his hands used to be what replaced them were broken bones, torn muscles and a seemingly endless amount of blood that was oozing out.

He held the hilt of his sword in his mouth the blade looked different through his bloody eyes it seemed to have lost its previous color which was black he didn't know if it was because his eyes were covered in blood or if the sword itself was covered in blood.

His legs were shaking from all the fighting. They were unable to hold the weight of his body. It seemed as if they would give up any moment.

There were a lot of bodies that surrounded him, some had their legs and arms chopped some lost their head and some even had their bodies cut in half.

The area was filled with nothing but dead bodies... Hearts, livers, eyes all littered the place the blood filled the ground like a lake.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he felt no emotions. He wasn't scared seeing this scene. He had seen it multiple times before... Mutilated bodied, rotten bodies, pulverized bodies all were things he had seen every day he became so used to them.

A smile slowly formed on his face, seeing this familiar scene.

He knew his time was up... Death was not a new concept to Leo. He's known it for so long... Longer than anyone else, so he was not afraid of it.

Many thoughts flashed through Leo's mind, but all of them seemed meaningless to him he had lost anything meaningful to him long back nothing remained in this world that he wanted to protect... That he could care for...

His sword finally dropped from his mouth along with that his legs also gave up, he fell face first to the ground in the face of death he was calm.

Slowly his body stopped working his eyes lost their color and any life in him had left this world forever...