In this devil's world, a young man stood on the top of a mountain piled with countless corpses. He was panting, and his body was covered with wounds. Every wound was bleeding and consuming his life. The blood on his hair also confused his eyes, but even so, he was still walking firmly towards a deeper hell.
The god in the sky was moved. He asked, "Is it worth it for you to do this for someone who cannot go back?"
The boy's body trembled and his steps stopped.
"She and I are a match made in heaven, as fate dictated, we are called Gemini. Even if she merges into the dark hell, I will still be her light."
"We are a perfect match"