Akuma was in a nightmare... he was dreaming of darkness, feeling helpless as he hears his sister scream. Akuma suddenly wakes up in a fright. Blinded by a light, and feeling the throbbing of his own head immediately realizing he was laying on his own sword Akuma sits up in a hurry “yowch!” Akuma yells rubbing his back were the sword rested on his back. Head pounding the light like razors to his eyes Akuma closes his eyes wondering if he had a hangover, before remembering he didn’t drink. Akuma squints his eyes, letting them adjust to the light noticing it is a light post. But not a normal light post like he was used to, this was an older light post like the ones you would see in history books.

Akuma feels something wet as he places his hand on the ground to stand up, he realizes half of his shirt is wet from the puddle he was laying in. “Great!” said Akuma “throbbing headache, my back hurts, and i am covered in water! Could this day get any better!?” Suddenly he hears a bell ring, “Bing bong!” Akuma grasps his head as the sound of the bell cause his head to pulse in agony. “Bing bong!” Akuma reels in pain, the bell rings a third time. At this point Akuma has had enough He yells at the top of his lungs “Hey! stop with the damn bell ringing!” The bell continues to ring, giving Akuma a terrible migraine. “Dammit fine! I’m going up there myself!” ignoring everything around him he walks to the bell tower in an angry stride.