I pass through this gate with ease. For some reason I have no fear. I have not been afraid down here. Most demons actually ignore me, for once. I let out a breath. They say this gate is the evilest. I see demons and souls trembling. I see withered plants, but for some reason I feel nothing. 

My life has been spent with hate. I've hated all my life. I see myself killing. I have lived my life in hate. Hate for the world. Hate for myself. My friends hate for me. I wonder if they'll ever forgive me, but I do not expect their forgiveness. I expect their hate. It's what I deserve. I have done so many terrible things. I see myself in a sea of hate.

 I hear the screams, but they fade in my ears. I should be terrified like all these souls. As I look at them, the line has barely shifted. I feel a slight bolt of luck. It's hard to describe but I am grateful. It seems like everything is working out. I pray Karou and the others will be safe from me. 

"Your punishment will be horrible." Tshuyu looks at me.

"I know. I am not afraid." I say.

"You keep saying that, yet I wonder why." He points his staff at me. 

"Because I've already been through Hell. Every day of my life. I'm ready for this." I say.

"Let us see." He turns.