The Darkest Road (Death)

"Hellooooo?" The jagged maw went from a pursed 'o' to a fiendish grin fluidly as its owner flipped the hood of his newly dawned white cloak over his head. Tsumi peered around at what he could only assume was hell. A bit more damp than he'd expected; a lot less fire and brimstone anyway.

"I know I can't be alone here. Or is this one of those 'personal hells' I've heard about? Something specifically tailored to the worst nightmares of scum when they were living?" The half-oni pressed his hands against his cheeks in a faux-terror and scampered onward through the dark corridors. Then a scoff as he jumped forward and moved his hands around his mouth to amplify his voice.

"Joke's on you, Satan! I love being alone! Way less bullshit to deal with that way!" He then laughed and fiddled inside his ear with his pinky, bored. "Though I guess I'll admit I'd rather have someone here to bathe in their blood and bile." Another chuckle and he flicked the stray wax away with his index. Then a sigh as he walked onward, a light at the end of the tunnel guiding him.

"Cliche after cliche with this place, come on."