"Mmmm. im glad you came here. please, do approach. Im feeling a little peckish today, so be a good doggy for me and run to the nearest candy store for me. okay?". Makima(?), Head of the Devil Hunters. More information below.

"Unusual of you to be doing such a thing. "

"So you're playing via biased?"

"Do it."

💤: I knew Yoru did some fucked up shit before but god damn, this girl Yoru on some absolute fiendish shit.

💤: AYO—

"I dont need Gun to prove a point. War is nothing without supplies, Famine wrecks all morale. Control over guns are a thing you know. ".

"I suggest letting Death choose. Death cannot be controlled. ".

"And the fear of it all delays War. over and over. until the glass drips full. "

"War is only feared because those in control have the means to start it. ".

"Im optimistic in the scenario that she chooses life instead of vast emptiness. ".

"And in the case she /doesnt/ go through with the profecy. what are you going to do then?"

"Say her name. she comes for us all in time. for you, it could be forever. for your children. its a final embrace before entering her care. i think i accepted it at some point in time. ".

"And how exactly do you presume this. ? You cant sense her presence and she is ever watching. im afraid that she isnt as simple minded as other devils. ".

"If you delay it, she'll go for the sun. Its the easiest checkmate to all life. You do understand that after death comes rebirth. do you not?".

"If you, Yoru and the rest continue. you've only prolonged the inevitable.".

"Control cannot subjugate death. War and Famine cannot subjugate death. the next time she reincarnates, she could possibly be far too strong for you then. ".

"/I/ have no reason to hurt Yoru. ".

Makima slowly leaned to the side, squinting a little. "And they wont live for it. do you wish to die a fool and return to hell. ?".

"Yoru. ".Makima's soft shade of red looked like pink under the setting sun. "Killing Death is not an idea i recommend. ".

"On average 1000 people die per second while 1500 are born. there's too many to run out. sit down Yoru. ".