Omake

When I came to, I was in a burning inferno.

The familiar city had turned to ashes. It looked like the remnants of a battlefield.

Yet that thought didn't last long, either.

The fire had died down by the time the sun rose.

The wall of flame had shortened. Most of the buildings had fallen and returned to rubble. A strange feeling bubbled up from my stomach, being the only thing in this place that still had its original form.

I was the only living being here.

It must be luck, or my house was outside of ground zero.

I don't know which it was, but the point is, I was the only one left alive.

Since I survived, I should live on.

I started aimlessly walking because I thought it would be dangerous just to stay there.

I wasn't concerned about getting burned up like the people lying around me. Some of them were familiar to me. Yet I could not recall. Especially that woman in twin tails, she was calling out for help. My heart ached, yet my body did not have any strength left to help her.

It was probably because: over and above, I did not want to be like them.

But still, there was no hope left. It was already a wonder I was still alive, so I couldn't expect to be saved.

I won't survive. Whatever happens, I won't be able to escape from this red world.

And I collapsed.

Was it because there was no air? Was it because there were no functions left in my body?

I collapsed and stared up at the clouded sky. Everything around me burned up.

The dark clouds loomed overhead, telling me it would rain soon. That was good. Once it rains, the fire would be put out.

In the end, I sighed deeply and looked up at the sky.

"It's hurt," I said to myself.

I say so on behalf of people who couldn't even say so.

With one hand reaching toward the sky, my feelings lashed out. Not toward others, but the world.

All my anger was aimed toward the injustice that I and many others faced.

I HATE IT!

I HATE THIS!

I WANT THIS PAIN TO END!

I WANT EVERYTHING TO END!

Yet, my body finally succumbed to its weakness, and my hand fell. Then, an unfamiliar hand grasped it.

"If you hated this world this much, I can help you. Name your wish. What's your name, Boy." A man spoke out to me.

"Bell… Just Bell."

"Very well, Bell! I, Angra Mainyu, All of the World Evils, will grant your wish to destroy this wretched world!"

Then, the man turned himself into the mud and fused into the boy's body.

That day, seven billion curses were inflicted upon the world. The world is covered in mud. The ooze eroded and killed everything in its sight.

Death from poisons.

Death from blades.

Death from old age.

DEATH

DIE! DIE! DIE!

DIE SO I CAN MAKE THE WORLD ANEW!