All his life, he had been a poor judge of character. Only at the very end of his brief life did he realize that the one who truly cared for him was the very person he had always avoided and despised. The obsession and devotion in that person's eyes had always been meant for him alone. He had once thought it a nightmare, but only at the end of his life did he understand: to be loved with such devotion for an entire lifetime was the greatest of blessings.
His resentment soared to the heavens, and he met an untimely end. Consumed by the flames of karma, he walked through all eighteen levels of hell. With blood on his hands and fate in his grasp, he traded everything to turn back time and reverse the course of history.
He would walk the old paths again. Even if he had to burn in a sea of blood and become a demon, he would be bound to that person for a lifetime.
I lived a mere twenty years in this world, then waited a thousand years in hell, all for the chance to meet you again. Will you let me stay, just this once, for this lifetime, and give everything I have to you?
