Within the darkest reaches of the void a boy sits in the middle of white platform. His figure was pure white with only black energy covering one of his eyes and left hand. The only other color was a red slash across his chest.

The dead smile on his face barely lifted when he turned around. For a brief second his platform moved as if there was still wind. The wisps of white formed a few figures and his smile grew. They faded away and he turned back to the void, smile gone.

"You've kept yourself here too long."

"Piss off God." The figure turned to an old lady knitting a red scarf. Crimson just like someone he knew. God smiled. "This void is place where your existence comes to finally bear rest. Yet here we are."

"We've had our bodies scattered to the ends of the universe within time and space. I'm surprised we still have a conscious."

"You died passing judgement on someone you loved. The one who betrayed your own allies and destroyed your world. She is gone, but I still sense an uneasiness about you."

The figure tapped his wound and with drew his hand to see the red seeping down his fingers. He sighed. "I wish I had more time."

"As do we all, but talking about time I believe my scarf is complete." God stood up and walked over to the figure. They placed it over his neck. Moving their hand, the scarf circled around and hung nicely from their neck. "My best work yet."

"Thank you, but what's the occasion." God sighed. They withdrew and looked at the void. "The peace you seek is not yet here until you deal with the one who has been the source of your pain."

"She's dead. I've seen to that." God shook their head. "Not even close."

The figure's eyes widened before looking downtrodden. "Of course she'd be to stubborn to kill with just that attack. Where is she?"

God looked at him. "Everywhere and nowhere, but I sense her direction. It's toward a universe very similar to yours. Where your allies live." His eyes widened as he stood up.

"How do I get there?" God smiled. "Using my power as a channel I can send you there. Just believe me that these are desperate times. And once you're in their universe your body will have its limits."

"Will it be a new body or will I possess the me of that universe." God tugged the scarf.

"This is your lifeline. Should the scarf be destroyed to its last thread, you will return here and must wait till I make another one." The figure looked at the scarf and could feel its power.

"And my powers?"

"The same." The figure stood up and cracked his knuckles. "By that you mean..."

"Your partner has been removed from you. There's no way to retrieve him back."

The figure looked down in sadness before sighing. God stood up and pointed at the void. A bright light erupted as a small hole opened up and on the other side color reigned. The figure looked at it with awe as God looked at him.

"Prepare yourself when she arrives. And you may need allies."

"Of course." He stepped up when God gripped the end of his scarf. "Do not kill their world's version of her. Do you understand child?"

The figure nodded. God let go and the figure ran to the edge of platform before jumping high into the air. He reached the hole and braced himself. As he entered, flesh and bone began re growing. Skin covered them before more a dark navy blue collared jacket covered his torso. Black pants covered his legs and his natural color.

His eyes returned to their brown shading. His left eye however turned from brown, to green, to red, then blue, and finally purple. He stuck his legs out before landing on soft grass. He gasped at the cool dew on his hands as he opened his eyes.

The town's light greeted him. He felt something so old return to him as he looked at his now fleshy hand. The red scarf blew softly in the wind as the figure closed his eyes and let out the closest thing to laughter he's felt in what seems a millennia.

Issei Hyoudo felt so happy to return to the world of existence.