Prologue: Death

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"Would you die for me?"

Hearing those words like a curse, the boy gritted his teeth, knowing what would happen. Death would fall upon him again. If he had known what fate had in store for him when he went out on a date with this girl, would anything have changed? Of course not. If he had refused to go out with her from the beginning, would it have changed his inevitable death on the sixth day? Obviously not. If he had hidden in his room to avoid dying, would anything have changed? Of course not. If he had tried to escape the city, would it have delayed his death even a little? No. If the girl had had an "accident" on the date, would it have changed anything? Absolutely not. If he had tried to stab her when she was distracted picking up her phone from the ground, would he have avoided this fate? Clearly not. If she had been poisoned during the date, would her fate of being stabbed to death have changed? Apparently not. That method didn't work either.

"Fuck"

Why did he have to die again? For what reason? Why should he go through that pain again? Was God testing him? Or was it God who forgot him in this horrible place without an exit? A spear pierced his body, his hitherto healthy torso was reduced to a hole with nothing inside, his blood was flowing out of his body like a river, filling the park floor with a pool of blood.

Burning, burning, burning, pain, pain, pain, pain.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts,it hurts,it hurts,it hurts,it hurts

An unbearable pain, the boy couldn't breathe properly, his mind was blank, he could only feel the arm of death touching him again. Now that he thought about it, how many times had they already stabbed him with a spear? He didn't remember, his mind was already failing due to blood loss. Even so, despite having gone through this pain dozens of times, he still couldn't get used to it. Who could get used to having their organs pierced with a spear? Anyway, nothing matters anymore because he doesn't have time left. His life was overflowing, and he could only whisper one last thought to the person who killed him: "I promise you, next time I'll kill you."

And so that day, Issei Hyodo's life came to an end.

N/T:If there is any problem with the grammar, it is because it is a fanfic translated from Spanish to English. I hope you understand.

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