Satan System Reboot
Enel took another agonizing step, and then another. The cavern seemed to tremble with each advance, the force pushing against him waning not out of relentlessness but out of fear. The arrow pulsed wildly, its once calm, radiant glow shifting erratically as it "watched" him approach.
"Stop!" the voice from the arrow cried out, no longer sultry or teasing but panicked. It could see deeper now, into the core of Enel's soul, and what it found was no flicker of love, no promise of redemption. Instead, with every determined step he took, the fire of hate within him grew, blazing brighter and stronger.
"This is not right!... No, Not Again." the arrow's voice trembled, laced with something it had never known before—fear.
But Enel didn't stop. Blood dripped steadily from his face, painting his path as he trudged forward, his body threatening to collapse under the immense strain. His breaths were ragged, yet his resolve burned hotter than the pain.