"Kill!"
"I'LL KILL THEM!"
Her scream echoed through endless darkness.
"I'LL KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM!"
"Till I satisfy my soul my inner peace"
Her body was numb.
The pain was gone.
But the hatred remained.
It grew instead of fading.
Her consciousness drifted, suspended in nothingness, clinging only to rage.
Then—
Boom.
A burst of blinding white light swallowed the darkness.
Scarlet squeezed her eyes shut.
When she opened them again, she stood inside a vast hall made entirely of white marble. Towering pillars stretched upward, vanishing into a ceiling she couldn't see. The floor beneath her feet shone like a mirror.
She looked down at herself.
No blood.
No wound.
No hole in her chest.
She was dressed in flowing white clothes.
Her heart skipped.
"Am I… dead? What place is this, is this heaven?" she thought confused"
"Yes."
The voice came from ahead of her.
She looked up.
At the far end of the hall stood a massive throne.
And on it sat a boy who looked no older than sixteen.
He was strikingly handsome, with sharp features and eyes that carried an unsettling depth. Anyone would think he'd grow into a devastatingly attractive man.
Scarlet blinked.
Why am I thinking about his looks at a time like this?
The boy smirked.
"Yes, you are dead," he repeated calmly. "But you are neither in heaven nor in hell."
Her eyes widened.
"Did you just read my mind?"
"Yes."
She stiffened. "That's impossible."
His smirk deepened. "It isn't."
She swallowed. "Are you… God?"
He laughed — not loudly, but with clear amusement.
"No."
His gaze sharpened slightly.
"A devil."
Scarlet stared at him.
"A devil?" she repeated slowly, scanning him from head to toe. "You don't look very scary."
The temperature in the hall dropped.
His expression changed instantly.
"I am far older than you," he said coolly. "And I can reduce you to ashes in less than a second. Would you like a demonstration?
I can show you a good show".
She quickly waved her hands. "No, no, I believe you, I believe you!"
Better to agree to stay safe for now, she thought.
"I can still hear you," he added lazily.
She gave him an awkward smile.
The boy leaned back against the throne.
"My name is Samael. The Accuser."
The marble floor trembled faintly as he spoke his name.
Scarlet's expression slowly turned serious.
She asked " who judges people right?"
Samael looked at her for a moment" so you do have a basic knowledge "
She gave him a side eye " I'm not an idiot".
Samael said " you are because I've introduced myself yet you didn't "
She awkwardly laughed and straightened herself and said loudly " My name is Scarlet Vesper, I was a naive girl back then that got me my death"
Samael saw her serious expression and get into the business
" Scarlet as you know I tell you I'm a devil God, I bring you here to make deal with you. You had one of the purest souls within you when you were alive, but at the time of your death ,the rage , hatred , and revenge spirit came into you, which surprised us, this I called you here".
Scarlet seemed to be in thought and then looked at him " what deal do you want to make with me?"
Samael smirked ' her thoughts came to the deal straight good!'
He said "I want to have your soul without regrets, so if you want to have your revenge I can help you".
Scar unbothered said " but now I'm dead how can I take revenge, she said sarcastically can you make me reborn a few years before ha!
Samael gave his signature smirk again " sure but timing is upto me".
Scarlet " huh!!"
Samael "are you ready "
Scarlet " wait wait let me speak a little bit more, you said you'll make me reborn few years back right
Samael nodded
She continued" then what about the culprits, I can't possibly kill them when they don't even know what they did and I can't possibly live that life again to make them remember by reliving those incidents again"
Samel think for a minute
"You are quite demanding for someone negotiating with a devil."
She shrugged.
"I'm already dead. What more can you take?"
He laughed softly.
"Very well.
" I'll make them reborn too, happy anything else you want"
Scarlet perked up she said " can you give me some powers then"
Samael flatly said " no anything else"
Scarlet pouted and said " then make them reborn few years later than me "
Samael smiled and said " you're the nasty one"
He continued" but are you sure to have your revenge "
Scarlet's face grimmed " I'll make them pay no matter what"
Samael" that's the last chance , I'm telling you if you don't know the consequences of giving your soul to devil_
Scarlet interrupted " meaning no rebirth again"
Samael thought he underestimated her. She knew the consequences yet made the deal , she's the real one who's rage will not disappear in a few years.
He told her " you will start your revenge when you turn 21 before it's not, I'll make their rebirth near that time so be prepared first".
She said " why 21?"
Samael sighed and said ""That is when your soul stabilizes after rebirth," he said smoothly.
She didn't fully believe him, but she let it go.
"And if I fail?"
"There will be no second chance."
Then gave her advice with a smug look which doesn't look like he was sincerely giving" enjoy your life till then don't boil yourself in hatred , you already have a short life".
She laughed " I've already sold my soul to the devil, I don't need you to tell me anything".
He ignored her words
" this will be the last -
ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO MAKE A DEAL WITH ME?"
Scarlet gave him a dead serious expression " I'm sure, I won't regret this even if the price is to be vanished into nothing still I want to let the hatred inside burn those people"
Samael gave him a look and said " then come here drink my blood to make the pact but I'm warning you pain will be worse then when you were dying"
Scarlet didn't hesitate to take the glass which contained his few drops of blood and gulped it down.
The moment the liquid touched her throat—
Agony exploded through her body.
It felt as if her veins were burning from the inside, as if her soul was being carved open.
Her knees almost gave out.
But she didn't scream.
Ten seconds.
It felt endless.
Then it stopped.
She stood there, breathing heavily.
Samael observed her with interest.
"Impressive."
When the pain subsided Samael spoke " now you need a mark to show your soul is sold where do you want and the design is your choice"
Scarlet asked is it like a tattoo?
Samael nodded
He raised his hand.
A dark symbol formed in the air — intricate, elegant, almost beautiful.
Scarlet thought for a while that she wanted this mark on her back where she was shot down by a bullet and the design would be.....
"On my back," she said.
His eyes flickered.
"Where the bullet entered."
For a brief moment, something unreadable passed through his gaze.
"Very well."
The symbol pressed into her back like burning iron.
She clenched her fists but remained silent.
When it was done, the pain vanished.
"It is complete," Samael said.
The white hall began to crack and dissolve.
"You will return soon."
She looked at him one last time.
The world shattered into light.
And Scarlet fell—
Not into death.
But into her second life.