A purple-black sky, black-and-white warships, and an ocean as black as ink.
Listening to the crashing waves and watching the sinister wind blow before him.
Everything was clearly frightening.
Yet Doma, standing at the bow of the flagship, felt so comfortable that he narrowed his eyes.
Because he was a "Demon."
Hahaha, wasn't that joke hilarious?
"Back when I was alive, I always believed that whether human or Demon, once you died, you became Void and could feel nothing. Once your brain and heart stopped and your whole body decayed, you returned to dust."
"But now it seemed I was wrong. Though not entirely wrong, since if we died again, we would disappear completely."
"Akaza, even so, do you still pursue battles against the strong?"
Doma turned to look at Akaza behind him, who was likewise wearing a purple Coat of Justice.
"Hmph. Growing stronger is my conviction. Fighting the strong brings me joy. That will never change."
Akaza replied casually, his attitude cold.
He truly disliked Doma, but because of his orders, he had no choice but to follow him.
As for the reason.
Women.
Akaza never killed women, nor did he eat them.
In fact, he did not really like eating people at all. Even when he was alive, he only did so when he was starving.
Now that he had joined the Underworld Army Headquarters, Yellow Springs water was supplied regularly.
It could be said that this was the life of his dreams.
Yet Doma only ate women, and his appetite was exceedingly voracious.
After joining the Underworld Army Headquarters, he had restrained himself somewhat and no longer dared to run wild in the Sea Star Underworld.
But whenever he marched with the army to the Otherworld, he always found opportunities to seek out women he liked