I look around this new place of Hell. It looks... sad and beautiful at the same time. There were these glowing figures dancing around. There were crystals like trees growing up. There's this ringing song like tears mixed with sparkles of the crystals. It's beautiful and as I listen I feel sad.

"What is this place called?" I say.

"The Wills of Reflection, Battosai.The Mirrors of Sins." He says.

"Like how we perceive ourselves." I say.

"Yes." He holds up a crystal shard.

He throws it to me.

"What do you see?" He asks.

I look down into it. I see myself. I see a monster. I feel the blood on my face as those I slaughtered fell. I see my face covered in blood. I see my eyes igniting in fire. I see myself filled with hate and empty. I grip the scar on my face. It is starting to sting. I feel the blades drive onto it. I haven't expected it to hurt so much.

"I must warn you those that dwell here hear terrible voices, don't follow the Wills that dance through these crystal woods." He says.

"I am grateful for the warning." I say.

"You shouldn't be." He hisses. 

"I know." I drop the crystal. 

I watch it shatter.

"That's impressive." He says.

"How is it impressive?" I ask.

"Never have I seen that much turmoil to shatter a crystal." He says.

"Turmoil huh." I mutter.

He leads me down the crystal stairs. Are these wills all souls? They look like ghosts. I try to avoid eye-contact. I hear their songs. I hear their cries. It's a weave of beauty and despair. As I walk, I try to avoid looking at the crystals because I can see my reflection. A reflection soaked in blood. Memories flash in my head as I see those faces that I slaughtered. I thought I could run away from everything. I thought I could carry the burden of being a once so great kill sword. But as I see myself- I see a demon. I see a monster.