Keima sat within the dark room, and waited.

The time he waited felt like hours, maybe even days.

The handle of the door slowly moved, as a devil, Mina, came in.

She was grinning eagerly, as she walked in with a decently large weapon.

”I can’t sit here forever.” Keima thought to himself.

He awaited Mina, whom slowly walked toward him.

As she became closer and closer, Keima hurried to act out an idea.

She took a swing at him with the large, blunt weapon.

Keima tipped the chair, dodging her attack.

Following, he proceeded to use her next attack as a way to free him.

As Mina swung at him for the second time, she ended up smashing the bounds of the chair.

With himself free, Keima picked the girl up by her legs, slamming her back down into the ground.

She was lighter than he had expected, and took the blow pretty hard.

She laughed quietly, before speaking in a dark tone. “I see you’ve planned some things out since my last visit.”

Keima scowled at Mina, and bolted for the door.

A sharp object impaled itself through his ankle, as he fell to the ground.

He screamed out loudly in pain, “I’m so close.” He urged himself, and forced himself to a stand

Keima took the sharp object from his foot, and ran at Mina.

Keima attacked with all he had, injuring Mina quite a bit.

Something was off though, as if she was planning for this.

He managed to stab her in the arm with the sharp object, before she kicked him with the force of an elephant.

He flew into the walls behind him, slightly indenting them.

Blood was the first thing Keima saw, and pain was the only thing he felt.

He sat there for a short while, holding his wounds in pain.

“Dying already?” Mina toyed with him, as she walked toward him.

The weapon she held was battered and beat up, though, it was still enough to bludgeon a person.

Tears mixed up with blood on his cheeks, as he stood up.

“I... I won’t let you win.” His voice was shaky, and full of fear.

Mina grinned maniacally, and raised the weapon over her head.

In one swing, it was over.

Mina fell to the ground, as blood rushes from her body.

Keima was breathing heavily, as he tirelessly left her within the dark room.

He slowly walked toward the stairs, as blood slowly escaped his body.

There was a change in light at the top, a light which was beautiful.

A Beautiful, Amazing, Grand Light.