The Berserk Devil

'You real shit! I'll smash you to pieces when I get back!' Dylan's spirit grumbled with passionate rage.

'???' Elysia could hear the harsh voice of a man. She presumed it was from the Devil Emperor and tried to communicate with him. 'So you still have the energy to grumble, hmm?'

'Who- who's talking?' Dylan looked around, but there was only darkness there. He was still in a half-dead state.

'Me? I am the angel of death who will take your life. Your trial period to live in this world has expired, and now it's time for you to go to the afterlife.' Elysia threw a bit of mischief while observing the fat man who was caught between two boulders.

'What? Angel of Death? You can't take my life before I kill that despicable human! I have to avenge my wife before everything! O grim reaper, give me a little time to rise and kill that pig humman once and for all.' Dylan shouted sternly, but he decided to ask for leniency with a plea.