[Night – Fallen's Room]
Fallen: "I really love you, Misaki..."
Suddenly, a sharp pain shoots through his chest.
Fallen (inner voice):
"Why does it always hurt... every time I say her name?"
He lets out a weak laugh.
"Haha... this love."
And then—he falls asleep.
[Next Morning – Rooftop Training Ground]
Fallen returns to No.2 for training.
No.2: "Yo, Fallen."
Suddenly—he flashes forward, throwing a punch.
Fallen barely dodges.
Fallen: "What the hell?! Are you crazy? I barely dodged that!"
No.2: "Sigh... You're not good enough. You're here for training, right?"
Fallen: "Yeah, yeah."
No.2: "Then let's start by controlling that precious rage of yours."
He steps back, arms open.
"Come. Attack me."
Fallen sprints at him, unleashing a flurry of punches—but No.2 dodges every hit effortlessly, not even flinching.
No.2: "Pathetic. Can't even touch me. Should I go touch Misaki instead?"
(He smirks darkly)
Fallen: "What did you just say...?"
"You know her?! Say that again and I'll kill you!"
No.2: "Try it, failure. Come on. Touch me... if you can, son of a bitch."
Fallen's eyes widen. His breathing gets heavy.
Fallen (inner voice):
"Misaki… you're all I have left. And he just… threatened you…"
Rage erupts.
No.2: "Yeah, yeah—DO IT! Break me! BREAK ME!! Hahahahahah!!"
Fallen loses control.
He charges, fists flying.
Hits land. Hard. Repeatedly.
No.2 is thrown to the ground, into walls, through concrete.
Punches.
Kicks.
Crashes.
Destruction.
Fallen grabs a twisted metal rod and sprints toward No.2, aiming straight for his eye.
But—THUD!
No.2 stops him cold.
His foot slams down on Fallen's chest, pinning him.
The rod freezes—just inches from No.2's eye.
No.2 doesn't even blink.
No.2: "That's all you've got?"
He looks down at the rod.
No.2: "You're in rage mode, yet you still stopped short? Hm… that means you're not fully mindless anymore. Progress. Second awakening... not bad."
He lifts his foot off Fallen's chest.
But now the rod is stuck in concrete.
Before Fallen can react, No.2 grabs his arm and—SNAP—breaks it.
Fallen screams.
His hand instantly regenerates.
No.2: "Fast healing. Very good."
"Now, let's have some fun… let's see just how much you can regenerate."
He unleashes a flurry of brutal attacks.
Each hit tears skin, breaks bone, and slashes muscle.
The rooftop becomes a bloodbath.
Like two demons brawling...
But only one is truly in control.
Fallen collapses.
No.2: "Aah… So this is your limit?"
He turns away.
No.2: "I'll come back later. Off to Hell—need to train the other brats."
But as he turns—FLASH!
Fallen appears behind him in a blur.
A clean karate slash tears through No.2's shoulder—his entire arm flies off.
No.2: "...Wha—"
He doesn't scream.
He doesn't run.
Instead, he picks up his own arm... and stabs it through Fallen's chest, piercing his heart.
Fallen gasps and collapses.
No.2: "Not bad. Big improvement. But it's still rage doing the work, not you."
He starts walking away.
No.2 (muttering):
"I'm heading to Hell... let's see if the next batch of kids has more spark."
Suddenly—a heavy rumble.
The building walls crack open, and a rain of demons begins to fall.
Chapter ends.