Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Dongjiang began to doubt whether he had gone to the wrong place. Could this not be hell, but just a city created by a cult on earth?

His gaze swept over the extremely blatant and outrageous slogans on the billboards, confirming that this city certainly didn't have any advertising laws or anything like that.

But isn't it already incredibly absurd to consider the law in hell?

Tsurugi took a deep breath, and the smell that entered her nostrils was a burnt smell. In addition to the familiar smell of sulfur, there was also a strange smell that was mixed with spiciness and sewage.

And—the smell of burning flames.

A piercing scream rang in his ears. Tsurugi looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of people... no, a group of demons? Or a group of strange Furies, screaming and scattering in all directions.

Are these things really demons?

Tsurugi's doubts resurfaced. He had seen demons from hell, primordial demons, fallen angels, and even demons transformed from sinners after they had cleansed themselves of their sins, but he had never seen any of them...

It should be said that none of them possess such humanity.

A demon, its body deathly pale and somewhat resembling a skeleton, with long black hair and long eyelashes, screamed as it fled toward the river.

"Get out of my way, you fucking block my way!!!"

She screamed and cursed as she pushed aside the obstructing Tsurugi, but she hadn't used the strength she expected and ended up falling to the ground.

But this delay allowed the thing chasing her to fly over from behind.

"Die, you sinner!!!"

A feverish voice, filled with impatience and excitement, flew over—an angel wearing a goat horn mask, dressed entirely in black and white, even with a black halo, wielding a battle axe.

Dude, this is all so weird.

Tsurugi had seen outrageous angels before, and he had seen angels with black and white wings before, but the question was—why did this angel give him no sense of purity or holiness at all?

But that didn't matter; the angel was frantically swinging his battle axe, ready to kill the demon in front of Tsurugi.

Or perhaps she intended to kill Dongjiang as well.

But Dongjiang raised his hand; he merely made the gesture of raising his hand, and the next moment, a warhammer composed of golden light was flung out of his hand.

puff! ! !

The bizarre angel wearing a black and white goat mask made an exaggerated, cat-and-mouse-like gesture as it flew backward, crashing to the ground before looking up in disbelief.

"You, this light, you're the boss? No, impossible! You're not an angel? You're a demon? How could this be!"

Tsugumi then looked at his own hands—hands that were still human. He then took out a mirror, and what appeared in the mirror was Tsugumi himself.

Yes, his sinful form is himself?

There was nothing strange about Saurie, no demonic appearance, and no extra limbs. Nor did it transform into the form of its own demons.

He was still himself, only now he wore a linen robe, except for a black wheel with seven-pointed spikes floating behind his head, and a beard and long curly hair that made him look much more mature.

This makes him look like... Teacher Da Ye?

No, it's not just that... It's a shell, the skin of a lamb disguised as a hungry wolf.

"I'm not sure what's going on," Tsugumi said, squinting at the angel who had stood up.

"It would be better for all of us if you stayed away from me now."

"Shut up, sinner!!!" the angel roared, then pounced again.

The next second, a viscous, oil-like liquid burst out from beneath her, then formed a bone-covered tentacle that tightly bound her.

She struggled to break free from the tentacles' grasp, then gritted her teeth and said to Tsurugi in a voice that masked her terror.

"This power... you are the lord of sinners?!"

“Interesting… I think I’m gradually understanding everything.” Tsugumi looked at the black liquid hanging from her right hand and tilted her head slightly.

"Child, tell me, who ordered you to come and slaughter the demons of hell?"

"Fuck you!!!" the angel struggled, cursing.

"It's not good to swear." Tsugumi tilted her head, but her tone remained kind.

"The hatred in your heart is almost consuming you. What kind of hatred could fill a pure angel with such despair... Ah."

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Got.

So Michael appeared before him, almost impatiently urging him to carry out the task.

"So what kind of world am I going to?" Tsugumi asked curiously, looking at Michael's troubled expression.

"What kind of world is it that even the Lord of Light finds it difficult to deal with?"

“That was a…” Michael agonized over his words, his expression twisting several times, before finally speaking tactfully.

"In short... it's not that we can't go to hell and heaven, which are very contrary to traditional concepts, but we are afraid that if we go there, we will also be 'assimilated' into an unbearable counterpart."

“But you are different. Even so, the safest way for you to enter that world is as a sinner.”

"So what exactly am I supposed to do there?"

"Just do what you want." Michael paused, then said quietly.

"In short, I hope you don't get high blood pressure from that place."

After saying that, Michael sent Tsugumi to that world with a wave of his hand—and the moment she arrived in that world, Tsugumi was cast into hell!

They entered the first level of that hell, the Ring of Pride, the Hell of Sinners!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: Officially entering the Hell Inn storyline! Because of previous research, there are more people who prefer to write more detailed stories, so I'll start by introducing the Pride Ring into the storyline, then simultaneously develop Hell and Heaven, and finally bring out the big one!

Trinity Kill Kill Kill: 510. [Hell Inn] The New Form of the Sinner Tsurugi

This wasn't the first time Tsurugi had been to hell; to him, hell was no different from his happy old home.

Even so, he was still full of curiosity and anticipation for this trip.

After all, what would a hell that even Michael finds troublesome be like?

This is something to look forward to!!!

Falling, endless falling

Upon entering this world, Tsurugi's first sensation was an endless fall.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a force envelop him, and Tsugumi, who had cut out a brand new human panel, did not resist the coverage of this force.

His consciousness faded into darkness, but he could still hear a woman's voice in the darkness.

"Ah, the sins of the soul are truly profound, but... why is it not complete darkness?"

"What form should I give you? A snake? A dragon? Or a goat and a scorpion?"

"It's decided, your soul will be used..."

Cold, shivering

Tsugumi hadn't felt this weak state in a long time. As Michael said, he, who entered this world as a sinner, was not allowed to use any of the powers of Heaven or Hell, but apart from that... there wasn't much of a problem.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a huge pentagram stretching across the sky, covering the entire area, and even further away, a large object that looked like a crystal glass ball.

"Well... at least I'm sure I'm in hell, and not some weird place."

Tsurugi muttered to himself, then stood up. He was on a street with a manhole cover next to him and various shops and brightly lit billboards on the side.

"...I am in hell, right?"

Dongjiang began to doubt whether he had gone to the wrong place. Could this not be hell, but just a city created by a cult on earth?

His gaze swept over the extremely blatant and outrageous slogans on the billboards, confirming that this city certainly didn't have any advertising laws or anything like that.

But isn't it already incredibly absurd to consider the law in hell?

Tsurugi took a deep breath, and the smell that entered her nostrils was a burnt smell. In addition to the familiar smell of sulfur, there was also a strange smell that was mixed with spiciness and sewage.

And—the smell of burning flames.

A piercing scream rang in his ears. Tsurugi looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of people... no, a group of demons? Or a group of strange Furies, screaming and scattering in all directions.

Are these things really demons?

Tsurugi's doubts resurfaced. He had seen demons from hell, primordial demons, fallen angels, and even demons transformed from sinners after they had cleansed themselves of their sins, but he had never seen any of them...

It should be said that none of them possess such humanity.

A demon, its body deathly pale and somewhat resembling a skeleton, with long black hair and long eyelashes, screamed as it fled toward the river.

"Get out of my way, you fucking block my way!!!"

She screamed and cursed as she pushed aside the obstructing Tsurugi, but she hadn't used the strength she expected and ended up falling to the ground.

But this delay allowed the thing chasing her to fly over from behind.

"Die, you sinner!!!"

A feverish voice, filled with impatience and excitement, flew over—an angel wearing a goat horn mask, dressed entirely in black and white, even with a black halo, wielding a battle axe.

Dude, this is all so weird.

Tsurugi had seen outrageous angels before, and he had seen angels with black and white wings before, but the question was—why did this angel give him no sense of purity or holiness at all?

But that didn't matter; the angel was frantically swinging his battle axe, ready to kill the demon in front of Tsurugi.

Or perhaps she intended to kill Dongjiang as well.

But Dongjiang raised his hand; he merely made the gesture of raising his hand, and the next moment, a warhammer composed of golden light was flung out of his hand.

puff! ! !

The bizarre angel wearing a black and white goat mask made an exaggerated, cat-and-mouse-like gesture as it flew backward, crashing to the ground before looking up in disbelief.

"You, this light, you're the boss? No, impossible! You're not an angel? You're a demon? How could this be!"

Tsugumi then looked at his own hands—hands that were still human. He then took out a mirror, and what appeared in the mirror was Tsugumi himself.

Yes, his sinful form is himself?

There was nothing strange about Saurie, no demonic appearance, and no extra limbs. Nor did it transform into the form of its own demons.

He was still himself, only now he wore a linen robe, except for a black wheel with seven-pointed spikes floating behind his head, and a beard and long curly hair that made him look much more mature.