"Do you still want this? But it no longer belongs to you." Mr. R's voice sounded like a persuasion, but he did not put it away.
"At that time, if there had been that..."
Katsuya chased Mr. R and his glasses in a daze.
"It's too late, you, as it always is. If you want it so much, why don't you use it?"
Why don't I use it? It's obviously such a wonderful thing. If I take that back, I can have power again. Situations like this can be changed, and I can have a wonderful life.
Like a broken robot, Katsuya pursued the glasses. With an inferiority complex that he could not face, Katsuya stretched out his hand and reached for the glasses in Mr. R's hand.
"Do you really want it that much? If that's the case, I can make an exception, but this time it won't be free, you have to pay a certain price."
"What will it cost me?"
"Everything about you."
Everything around has disappeared, gardens, etc...
At the same time, an unexpected guest arrived from another distant plane.
"I'll give you a chance to do it again. This time, please don't let me down."
As Mr. R's voice gradually disappeared, Katsuya fell into a coma.
Our story in the world of Death is about to begin.