And so sits God at his freshly made table in the garden of Eden. Waiting for his children to return, day and night as he cries for them. Every day making the table anew in hope of them returning to him once again. Yarning for the day he will be united with them once more in a paradise he created for them. To talk about and forget past mistakes and to embrace us in his arms as part of his family. Ever waiting for he never gives up his hope in us to reclaim our place by his side.

Ordered me (Y/N) as he stretched his hand out along the gray horizon in front of us. Showing of the nothingness that is in front of him. An empty and colorless beach which only remarkable trade is the black sand on which hundreds of dead fish lay. Regularly broken up by the giant carcasses of whales. Long death and stranded before I was even born. Though still not decaying, forever imprisoned in the moment its life left its body.

Seeing no other option than to follow his commands I did as he asked of me. Stepping after him as he continues his marsh knowing that I followed him, without needing to look back.

Taking a last glimpse back at himeno's and the other's bodies I prayed for their safety in such a place like this. Only being able to look away for now as I leave them behind in the silver rain that showered down from above. As I follow a man I thought to know.

Watching his footsteps I quickly realized how deep they buried themselves in the dead sand beneath him. Ever persistent and remaining, even the water of the beach to our left that flows over them couldn't harm their integrity.

But mine eroded and died away in mere seconds as the rain hits them. Existing only so they could disappear and vanish from existence.

Am I already dead without having realized it? Void of emotions I might have never recognized it.

Looking to the sky I witnessed how black strings descended themselves from the white clouds, the only thing that resembles the normal world. Making their way ever so steadily down to us in a straight line. Tangling one into the other as they made contact with the ground. Binding heaven to the earth below.

"What is this place? This can't neither be hell or heaven?"

"This place is the ebb and flow. The tides of time, a place tween death and the living as it gently parts one another from the other."

"Every step you take here embeddes itself in the history of our predecessors as well as the history of our descendants."

Though this is not where his lectures stop as he proceeds further with them.

"And what is above us is even unknown to me. A part of me wishing that the silver rain are the tears of the angels above us. Grieving for us in their pitty, for we need to witness something we aren't made for."

Speaking this sentimental sentence with the same deep and unwavering voice as he did before. Making me question the seriousness of what he spoke.

"Tell me (Y/N) am I, and the others already dead?"

Asked I him. In the worry that his statement about our sleep was just a metaphor for our actual demise.

"No and even if, death is hardly a problem in a world like this, in a world where demons roam the streets by brought daylight. The thing to worry about is what comes after that."

"After all demons get reborn on a constant basis..... aren't they?"

Stated he in a query tone. Clearly wanting me to ask something specific.

"Why are we here? Why am I walking here along a gray and dead place? What do you want from us?"

Sighing deep out he began to speak up once more. In a much more malevolent and menacing tone thought keeping his composure entirely.

"Use your brain, or has she stolen that as well?"

"So you want to speak about Makima?"

Stated I while coming to a sudden stop. Not being interested in following him any farther away from the others.

"Not necessarily but she is part of the greater picture I want to talk with you."

"What greater picture now?!"

Spoke I, starting to raise my voice once more.

Only for him to disappear again into orange static before reappearing directly Infront of me. Shoving his face into mine as his hood engulfed partly my head. Forcing me to look once more into Makiam's eyes as his golden mask rested only a single inch in front of me. Letting me feel his cold and dead breath on my lips.

Feeling the sudden frostbite creeping up on them I tried to push myself away from him but was stopped by him as he held my tie in his iron grip.

"So how about it, aren't you getting slowly tired of that grind?"

"W-wha-"

Muttered or latest tried I to speak, not able to get more out as I lost the feeling in my lips.

Seeing this he let go of me. Dropping me practically on the ground as I pushed myself immediately away from him. Dropping on the ground I didn't even try to break the fall as my hands observed my partially frozen lips.

Bowing down in front of me he spoke now in a more disappointed tone than he did before.

"You really still even now hold on to her....... even after losing your hope."

"I haven't lost hope... I know she will co-"

"She will come for no one. She cares not for you or anyone else. You know it better than anyone else She destroys bridges, not build them. She feels no love or compassion for any of us."

"No you are wrong she picks up people from the street. Gives them shelter and work. Something to dedicate their lives to!"

"Oh, you are so right! She picks up the poor homeless from the street to make them into little more than canon fodder. Killing them off the moment they live longer than anyone who had expected them to do. Oh, how benevolent this slut is, isn't she?!"

"You know nothing about her!"

"Bark, bark, bark woof woof, don't give me that kind of bullshit aki. I saw it with my own eyes. You can't even believe the own shit you talk about... you gave even faster in than this Kyle guy. And he is outright suicidal and searches for any reason to off himself for fuck sake!

"I am no-"

"Woof! Woof!"

"Stop mocking me!"

"Aren't you into this kind of stuff? Hugh- by your behavior toward her and how you kiss her boots and lick her feet, ......and let her stomp around on you.....

"Oh ho ho, you are getting hard to that, aren't you? You filthy little degenerate you...."

Mocked he me in a condescending tone. Looking down on me as I still set on the wet ground. Resting his hands on his legs even, looking like he speaks to a puppy.

After that, the moment was quiet. No one of us spoke a thing as only the rain that fell down on them could be heard. (Y/N) even still now resting in the same position as before.

"I am right, aren't I?"

Asked he me in a peaceful tone, showing his capability to switch his emotion on the fly. Thought I am not sure if he controls them or they do him.

"Y-yes I ..... I lost hope a long time ago....."

Answered I truthfully. Letting my head hang down as I once and for all not only gave him the answer he wants but admit it myself as well that I had lost hope a long time ago.

"Can only go uphill from here....."

Spoke he in a pitiful voice stretching out his hand so I could take it.

"Come on! Take it, I don't bite."

And so it did. Feeling how he alone lifted me from the ground with one hand and up to him. Holding and interlocking my hands into his as if we are close friends he even pushes my upper arm to him and into his chest.

Even despite being so close to me his breath couldn't face me anymore...... As I felt his warmth.

There are more things he shares with her than just the eyes.

"So, tired yet of the grind for her heart? Or...."

"No, I still love her......"

"Mmh- then tell me what it is that you actually love about her. Tell me one single personality trade of hers that is wort to love, to worship her like you do Aki. Anything redeemable about her."

I remained silent once again. Knowing that I don't even need to search for an answer. I love an irredeemable monster.....

"This silence speaks more than a thousand words. Saying me everything I need to know about her and you."

As if he doesn't know already everything he needs to know.

"Then answer me with a yes or a no If you can't speak for yourself.... Did you lose hope in her?

"No i-"

"Lies, don't lie to yourself any longer!.... You hate her don't you?"

"I would never, I could ne-"

"You hate her for the way she looks at other men, don't you? You were happy deep within as so you saw the cutoff hand of Denji, don't you?!"

"He is my friend, I would never wish him such a fate!"

Spoke I while I looked around myself, seeing as (Y/N) walked in circles around me. Attacking me verbally, ripping apart my own beliefs in me with every word he spoke. Shining a light on me and showing a side of me I never knew before.

"BULLSHIT! That maggot, this fucking idiot wasn't worth all the attention he got or was he!?

"No,..... yes he wasn't!"

"He never work for anything in his god damned life, just as the scum of the street he is, and got everything for free. Even the love of the girl you desire so much. Appearing from god knows where and takes what is rightfully yours."

"Yes....."

"You made already three contracts with other devils and that whore still doesn't love you. What an idiotic bitch she is, isn't she? What else could she want from a man?"

Though he restricts himself from speaking further. Pushing down the words that are stuck inside of his throat as he kneeled down into the pitch-black sand below. Not wanting to let this feeling he knows to harbor deep within be real.

pressing his face into the sand and screaming out his lungs as tears flowed down his face.

Letting them smoothly transition to the black sand where they got immediately socked up.

"Then this makes two of us haha-!"

Spoke the masked man beside him as he crouched down to his level. Having gotten the answer he wanted so dearly by merely his body language.

You have already so much doubt about her in you. Planted the seed of it a long time ago. I just want to give it the water so it sprouts to live. Makima and what she has planned for the world is not the needed solution for that problem, she is just a byproduct of it. She is trying to scrape off a rotting layer of a fruit that is infested with parasites deep within. And she is one of those parasites."

Explain he to him though getting no answer from him whatsoever as Aki had no interest to continue this conversation.

"Gun!"

Spoke he now out of the blue as he had other plans for it. Kindling the discussion anew with only this word.

"What?"

"What is the first thing you thought about it as I spoke this word? The demon or the object..... but does it even matter in reality? They are linked and intervened into another in such a manner that by now this simple word sparks the idea of both."

"What are you going on about?"

"The fear of such an object is it that what gives the demon that reigns and spreads fear into the heart of civilians its power. Makima would like to erase this single word from the face of the earth if she could. Right?"

Aki could only nod at this.

"This ambition might sound so high and mighty but it is so foolish, especially for a woman of her intelligence."

Spoke he before taking a short break to catch his breath for just a second and to gather his thoughts and to realine them so Aki could get a better grasp of them.

"Guns.... are only a tool. A tool like every other that was made to kill us. To protect oneself or to get what you want from another person. It is feared for the later reason."

"For a good reason but erasing the fear of it or every gun in the existence itself won't make a difference at all! It is only a means to an end. An end that can be achieved with every other weapon as well. Do you get what I am saying?"

No, not at all...."

"Take the gun away from a murderer and he will use a knife in its place. Do this again and this fucking cycle would repeat itself again and again forever. Only even strengthening the other devils that profit from the disappearance of the gun devil and those who come after him! There will always be one that takes its spot no matter how often we would erase it from existence."

"We humans search for a means to hate and kill another! It is this very human trade that needs to be fought, not the tools that are needed for it."

"We, we all need to grab and clench the roots of this very thing and rip it out not the thing that sprouts from it."

"Makima and the entire bureau are not a cure for it! They are only a suppressor for this problem. They even push this problematic development even further as they feed this endless circle of mayhem and misery even."

Faced whit his mad rambling aki could only watch on... Finding truth in some of his words as they resonated with his beliefs.

"Erase this core problem and those who defend it with their lives, and the demons and even the tools of such horror will die with it."

"What are you?"

Asked he now once more. Thought instead of switching the subject he continued for once and didn't dodge Aki's question.

I am the antidote for a poison she is only the suppressor of!

I am the Delta to her Aios!

I AM THE TRUE NECESSARY EVIL!

Follow me! Follow me in reaching a goal that is worth the lives of a billion humans and devils alike!

Help me to ring in a new era of peace! A neverending paradise for humanity. For all of us to sprout our Wing and live a life as god had it intended!

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I

live in a self-made image of what I call dignity. Losing myself in just an illusion of grander things I tell myself to find worth in my own existence.

Always happy to hear your opinion