The rest of the Schwarz died years ago. People didn't expect to live long in his profession, talented ones even less so. In his mid-thirties he had already lived much longer than he expected. Maybe this was his mistake. He never planned for such a long life. But it was amusing that he would die this way. He would laugh if he wasn't in so much pain. The ridiculous samurai finally got his revenge, all because of his own carelessness. He supposed this was the end. He never believed in the after-life. This wasn't the first time he was wrong.
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Ran made it his mission to banish the monsters who threatened her, even if it killed him. It kind of annoyed him that they kept dying on him without his help, but at least he got the last one. The price was worth it: Schuldig was gone for good. It was getting so cold. His life might not have been worth much, but he got rid of them all.
When he became aware of himself again, he was warm. Very, very warm. The strange place wasn't familiar, however the face staring down at him was. Fury overwhelmed him.
"You!!! Die!"
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After he died Schuldig realized that hell actually did exist. At first that fact distressed him, however later, as he escaped Fujimiya (who wouldn't stop trying to kill him - again) and found his Schwarz colleagues, he began to adapt to the situation. Sure, there were still certain un-pleasantries (management kept excusing them as "punishment"), but Crawford assured him that would improve soon.
"Can't you just overthrow the government?"
"Patience. We still need a fallen angel to serve as our puppet ruler. There will be one very appropriate arriving tomorrow."
Nagi tensed. Well, he did sort of miss Mamoru ...
END