The arena field was in chaos and people rushed out. Those sound were hollow to Lance.

No the whole world around Lance was hollow.

Rage smothered his senses. He was lost in the torment of anger.

There is no going back.

I have committed the final sin.

But I can't say I regret it.

He deserved death!

The person he referred to was his long time bully. Not that he even knew what he looked like. In his ignorance, Lance had gotten close to Alice and the end result was her death.

The bastard hadn’t even known her name.

Then his eyes locked onto the body.

It didn't move. Why would it? It had been beaten and stabbed. All for the simple reason of being close to him. Then it was left to bleed out like a dog.

This world shouldn't exist!

I…..can’t take it anymore!

I want it all to end!

His body ached and groaned, but it was all a blur to Lance. He was far away. In a place, he had always been told he belong.

A monster

Demon

He didn’t care what he was called. It wasn’t a matter of opinion anymore. His current form was enough to prove he was something close.

His left arm was burned horribly. The black skin no longer responsive to his brain’s commands.

His stance was held together by his rage. His stomach was in shreds but the lines held it together. Even going as far as to close his wounds, but not fix him up.

No, it only drew him deeper into rage.

His ankle broken and his walk nothing more than staggered sway. Like a broken man, he crawled forward.

And he had finally crossed the line.

He’d committed murder in cold blood.

Then he marched stopped.

Lance moved to Alice's body. His rage subsided just enough for his mind to clear.

He felt many things. Anger. His overwhelming rage, but his grief won out.

He fell to his knees.

Only to feel his body once more. Pain erupted. Tears streamed down his face. His nerves burned and his skin was slowly ripping. His body was closer to breaking down then ending anything.

Death would have nicer, but even so, his sin propelled him forward.

Alice body was in a blood puddle of her own blood. Her skin was pale and her face was facing away from her.

So in death, you can't look at me? Why would you? I have become a monster. Lance moved and placed her in his arms. He felt his tears and sadness well up.

Why should I treat another human being so badly!

Her words rang in his head. His heart ached and fresh tears broke free from his eyes.

“You didn't do anything wrong!?” He grabbed her head tightly, but at the same time, like holding a child, he kept it safe.

This doesn't make sense. I’m the demon why did she die!?

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"I’m sorry!” His mind was numb. He could keep his thoughts or words straight. “I ran. I wanted desperately to get away from all of this. To leave you alone to face it all but….” his mouth lost its ability to put thoughts into words. He only shook as he tried to push them out.

He felt a despicable smile form on his face. He was sure it wasn't something that would convey to her his feelings. “The thought of you dying in my place made me come back.” Lance brought her in close and hugged her tight.

She offered no response.

"Damn it!" Tears fell like rain and almost as endlessly.

Why?!

All she did was befriend me!

Is that so much of a sin!

“The sin is inside me so why is she the one dying!?” He screamed at the heavens, but his voice was lost in the cries all around him.

Enough. You don’t need this anymore. Just give in to your rage.

“Is that all I need to do to make it all go away?”

Yes.

Then I see no point in staying anymore. Lance looked to the sky. It was clear. Just an average day to the heavens. On the ground, he roared like a beast howling at the moon.

In the end, I changed very little.

I should've just kept you away.

Lance’s head was filled with her. Her words, actions, and even other unsavory parts of her played in his mind. He had loved her without a doubt but that love drove her to death.

I think...I will give in. I will let the rage boil over, and then when the fire start to burn brightly enough….I will smother it and die. Like the beast I am

I’m sure….he closed his eyes. You...would stop me…..But you are gone……

It is time to go. Let us set off and cause destruction. Make the world know they were right. God’s words were final.

Yes. He felt he rage scrap again the back of his brain.

“Let’s go…!”

A Pressure on his hand, made him stop. Lance’s eyes shot open and look at his hand. A Weak grip on it and with one eye open, she managed a smile.

“W….h….at……” his mind froze, his rage and conviction withered.

This is a delusion. The blood loss is playing tricks on me.

That’s it…..That is all this is.

She…..can’t be alive.

“Up”

He felt his head get closer to her. Her words held him and he needed to know. Even close to the brink….no beast would keep him from her.

“Hurry up…..and get me out of here……” The tight grip on his hand faded. In that instant rage roared, but not for vengeance but for urgency.

What are you doing?

This is your chance. There are all in a panic. Let the beast feed on them.

You can’t just let this chance go.

Think about this.

But he didn’t. His revenge lost its hold. He was corrupted and burned by his sin, but something else was keeping him together.

Her life needed to be saved.

That alone would be his atonement for his sin. That alone made him win over his anger.

I can die after that.

His legs creaked and moaned, but a surge made him forget all of this. He jumped high in the air with Alice body in his arms.

I won't allow this. This isn't your wish! You want to kill them. Just forget her. You can’t hold on to her anymore. Saving her will not save you in the process.

“That doesn't matter. Right now, the one person who called me by my name is still alive...I will save her regardless of the aftereffects.” Lance landed on the street outside of the school.

…… God's voice went silent. His realm of influence gone.

“Alright beast, roar all you want but the end destination is the hospital. Get going!” Blood fell from his mouth as he spoke. His body was fading, but his spirit alone was enough.

So it shall be

At that moment, Lance wraith became cold.

Lance body fell forward but still shot on. Each step brought a new hole in the ground to life. Each one brought him closer to his goal.

“More…..Faster…...We are nearly there!”

A faint roar echoed in his mind.

The hospital a sight, but Lance realized something. He had prioritized speed. He burned every reserve to get it. His resolve and spirit were empty. Nothing was left to stop his ad charge for the hospital.

DAMN IT!!! His brain knew. This collision would kill him and her if done wrong. He had one option. The last step forward sent him flying. He spun and placed his back toward the building.

This was his choice. His body was reinforced with the lines. He should survive, even if he didn’t she would.

Lance never felt the impact. His mind gone and faded, but his ears caught all the sounds.

Glass shattered. The sound filled his ears. But he didn't feel it. Something was creaking under his weight, but he focused only on the thing in his arms. Several Times as he rolled droplets of red filled his vision. Then final he came to a stop.

“Ahhhh!’ he looked around. Lance was on his side, but he was numb and far away.

Disoriented and confused Lance looked around to see staff rushing to them.

Kill them!

“No, just shut up” Lance’s will gave. His eyes slowly clouded. He saw a hand came for him.

“No,” everything went black “just….save...he…..”

Lance fell unconscious before he could finish the plea.