The screams of agony and pain were heard throughout the whole cavern, it was loud enough to send shockwaves making the dry earth crack. The cause of all this screaming was non-other than the demon king being sucked out of existence because of the "corridor" skill. This skill was both a mental and physical attack, the enemy that this skill is used on will have his/her mind thrown into a never-ending corridor with doors on the left and right, when one enters one of the doors's the person will experience his/her deepest regrets and due to this, they will probably die in deep pain because of regret. There is no escaping the grasp of the corridor once one is sucked in, there is no turning back. What happens to the physical body is it is sent to the darkest deepest depths of hell to make sure that it rots away for eternity, it could also serve as food for the monsters that lurk there...nobody knows. Unfortunately for the demon king, his large bulky frame was useless against his deepest regrets as his screams are so loud that he must be suffering. After everything that has happened which only lasted half a second, the young boy then reverted to his original form knocked out and with his body covered in bruises and his soul damaged, he's on the brink of death, no medicine, doctor, or regenerative powers can help him, he will have to spend the rest of his few years in pain and agony as well as regret, that is the price to be paid for using the corridor. The boy's body was frail and he was pale and skinny, saving him is futile, his future is gone and he himself gave up on life when his most loved one is now gone forever...unless...
"TARUS! TARUS!" shouted his three friends
"Girls...there is no saving him...the magnitude of the mysterious power he used...he had to sacrifice not only his body but also his soul in order to achieve that...that twelve horned form he took...it must be painful...little Tarus..."
The four of them cried as the boy laid dead on the cold hard rocky floor. Several masked men came running into the room led by the Sin of Greed. With the room damaged from top to bottom and blood-spattered everywhere and with no sign of the demon king, the usual cocky Gleesh knelt on the floor in shock of what just had happened. He also took notice of the dead pale bodies of some of the masked men lying around in pools of blood. He immediately spotted the four women who huddled together and he ran to them.
"W-What in the hell happened here?!" his face turned pale as he approached the four women who cried their eyes out and with no light left in their eyes, he thought that they must have seen hell itself.
"T-Tarus...the sin of regret...fought head-on with the demon king himself and managed to win by sacrificing his life...he might still be alive but not for long..." explained by the sin of lust Talia
"T-that's impossible! A mere kid beating a demon who has lived for over two hundred and fifty years?! And Tarus only got one horn to grow on his forehead! This doesn't make any sense!?"
"T-the rumored t-twelve horned being was t-true...Tarus himself used up all of his cursed Thyl and life force just to get the twelve horns to manifest on him...then he beat the demon king in half a second by using a mysterious eery skill...he's filled with rage and bloodlust after the demon king mistakingly attacked one of the ladies of revelation..."
"T-This shouldn't be happening..."
"Aren't...you...pissing...your pants....right....now...Gleesh?" mumbled the almost dead kid lying on the ground
"TARUS!" Shouted the three crying girls as they made their way to him
"What the hell...is that kid a monster? A reincarnation of a true devil? Or is it evil itself that manifested itself into a small human boy..."
"Gleesh, you need to calm down...we're all in a daze here from what just happened...as the sin of greed you mustn't be like this right now."
"HOW CAN YOU EXPECT ME TO BE CALM!? THE DEMON KING IS GONE WITHOUT A TRACE LEFT AND THERE'S THIS TEN-YEAR-OLD KID WHO MANIFESTED THE TWELVE HORNS RIGHT AWAY AND BEAT THE DEMON KING HIMSELF WHO REIGNED FOR SO LONG!"
"YOUR NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO'S INSANE RIGHT NOW ALRIGHT?! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I'M STILL SHAKING?!"
"You...guys...need...to...lower...down...your voice....please...give me...some...time...to...rest..."
"Tarus, you shouldn't speak right now!"
"Yeah...how...am...I...still...alive...after...what...Cherri...has done....for...me...there's....no more...reason...for me...to...be alive. I...don't...deserve...to be even...alive, it's cold...it's dark...I'm so lonely right here...I can't feel anything...why is it so dark...what did I do to deserve all this...?"
Tears dropped on the young boy's face as his blind eye looked around aimlessly only seeing darkness and nothing else, the tears were streaming from the eyes of the three little girls. With his heart full of regret...he raised his hand as if he was grabbing onto something that was fleeting in the darkness...he decided to run after her and he stopped breathing. A droplet of tears fell from his dead dark eyes as he passed on...the people around him couldn't do anything else to save him...to himself, his life was meaningless without the maiden in his heart...he finally joined her once more...was all of this worth it? or was all of this a big lie? Did the young boy sacrifice his life just to save the other three? Did he fail? Did he succeed? Where is he now? What is he doing now? Is he with the young girl? Or did they just cross paths with each other and miss one another?
A strong storm came surging in around the area of the caverns, two shadowy figures stood atop a mountain one chuckled and the other remained silent...