Blood,
Red blood.
Whenever this color appears, Luo Di's heartbeat quickens.
Whether it was the full house of red upon returning home from middle school graduation, the red of his family, the red on the Joker's face, or the red of the balloons.
Or the blood that permeated the classroom during high school admissions and splattered across the squad leader's face.
Or even the massacre in Moon City that soaked Luo Di's hands in crimson.
Even though the murderer's system corresponds to a pitch-black door, it still requires red paint for coating... the path to slaying malice is already suffused with crimson.
Yet Luo Di vaguely remembers touching another kind of red.
Not the red of blood, but of heat... a red that could make all the blood in the body boil and steam.
A sensation from a distant world swept in.
Hell does not permit such a rare and important Great Demon to die in its territory.
Furthermore, this Hell Power was temporarily sealed by a fear.
Buzz!
