Third Wave

"My will is not strong enough," Steve whispered as swept dripped from his sweaty hair falling onto the black floor.

Klautz was a way for him to gauge his strength. To deduce if he was prepared enough to face the world… the Hell that he would be thrown into. And the answer was 'No', he wasn't.

"I need to get stronger."

*Bam*

With one last thundering punch, the flames on his body died down.

[Time remaining: 00:00]

*Thud*

His body collapsed flat on the dark floor. The black flames were the only thing that kept him going. With the flame's demise, all of the strength left his body. In the darkness, he laid with no more flames to illuminate him.

[Kills: 50]

[Congratulations!]

[You have killed the most in the bonus stage]

[Title obtained: Man hunter]

[Satan loves your thirst for blood.]

[Prize obtained: Skill granted [Crimson Thirst]]

Skill: Crimson Thirst