"I can help you"
"Are there any conditions for that?" The boy played with the blood-stained button in his hand and glanced at the other party casually.
"Your Soul" stared intently at the boy's blood-stained face, hidden under the messy hair, as if it had been searching for him.
The other party didn't answer. He just used his nails to press the raised lines on the button, harder and harder every time. Even though the nails were broken, he couldn't feel it at all.
Intention: Indulge yourself and die without regrets