"Nope, I'm not interested in it. Just gave me my wage and a new gun I asked you for." Alastor replied in a neutral tone.

"It's been 20 years with you in hell. I don't even know your story. You aren't a fun guy." Anthony said in pouted face.

"Then come to my next singing in a club."

"You can sing?!"

"Why not? I was a singer in my past life."

"I only watched them on television or in a bar. I was always busy in gun dealings and shootings like here. Even now, limbo's people are making late deliveries of my guns like them.

Alastor enquired, "I see. Where's limbo?"

"You don't know? Our place is called Gehenna. Worst out of people end up here. But I've my doubts even in limbo some people are like us. I guess heaven is the same. Limbo is heaven's closest area. Above on the Gehenna. In limbo people are hoped to get into heaven. Lightest hell. Then after Gehenna there's the abyss. There's nothing. It's a corpse desert. Some people roam around there as ghosts. They're also sinners, but that place is a complete mystery. People there never talked about that place.

"I didn't know."

"Thanks to me, you now know. I've been here for 300 years. I've come to know around 100 years."

He clapped his hand and asked Alastor, "What about we go to Limbo? I'm gonna make him pay for making my guns coming late. Like he never informed me."

Alastor nodded affirmatively.

Anthony was dressed up in a black trench coat and wearing a cap. 

"Please wear this black coat. Don't tell Riru about our smuggling."

"Ah, fine."

"Two airplane tickets for us." Anthony spoked in phone.

He grabbed his hand for his destination. A broken airport was there. They waited for two hours for the airplane to come. 

"Did you ever get into an airplane?"

"Can you shut your chitchatty mouth?"

"Haha. I won't. I used to go fast with our private helicopter. Hell's airline service is more trash than it was in my past life."

Alastor was pressing his fingers and swinging them on the chair's side. Anthony was nonchalantly talking on and on. His face showed like he had no interest in whatever he was saying.

"Oh look out, airplane."

It was broken, and color coating was worn out. One of the propellers was half broken, still sticking with it. 

Alastor was seeing it with awe. 

"You've never seen a plane before, haha. It's a trash bin. When I was alive, planes were so much more beautiful than this."

A hostess was greeting them. 

"Alastor, take a seat wherever you like."

He took window seat. Anthony sit beside him. Alastor was looking outside. Anthony was nonchalantly talking again. He didn't pay a heed to his conversation.

Sky was becoming darker red to lighter red when the airplane was flying. It became neon blueish lighter red. He saw neon light emitting from above the ground. 

"We'll be arriving at Limbo in 50 minutes." The speaker announced.

[A woman and man were quarreling. They were shouting each other names. All of a sudden he broke his bottle. He hit it at that woman. The woman was bleeding. After a while he went outside. She smiled at the boy who was hiding under the bed.

"Do you want apple pie?"]

"Alastor we're at Limbo!!"

Alastor astounded, "Huh!!"

He put his hand on his forehead. He was trembling. He uttered pretty slowly,

"Mom!"

"I fucking hate arriving at hell."

"Are you okay?" Anthony put his hand on his shoulder. 

Alastor threw it away. "Yeah, I'm feeling a little sick."

He said, "Oh, I see. You'll get used to it. It's your first time in an airplane. You might be feeling your head is heaving. Wanna drink water?"

"Thanks, no, I declined the offer."

After a while everyone started to departed.

There were red greenish trees here and there. It was nothing like Gehenna. Some buildings weren't broken. Neon light emitting from each of the houses and stores. There was a light post that looked like a devil holding the light. It was in Gehenna too. It was looking like a mix of the Victorian era and the modern era. There were kids on the streets. 

"How the hell did they end up here?" Alastor enquired.

"Poor souls. They might've never committed any sins. I think there's no right and wrong when putting someone in hell and heaven. I won't be surprised if I see my father there or here. Hahaha."

Alastor froze. Then he came back to his senses again. 

There was a crocodile guy in a suit who was waiting in suits.

"Hello Sir. I didn't know you'd arrive so fast. Sorry for the delay."

"Next time I won't be that lenient." Anthony was pointing finger at the guy as if he was principal of a college.

"Yes, sir. Here are your guns and drugs you wanted."

"Nice. You got really sweet stuff this time. Here's a little bonus for you."

He handed over some cash to him in a briefcase, which looked like a modern dollar note.

Anthony spoke in a concerned tone, "Alastor, I think you don't look that well today. We should go home first."

He tried to grab his hand on his shoulder. 

"No, thanks. I can walk."

He walked faster than Anthony.

All of a sudden, two shots could be heard. Alastor's elbow was bleeding. Anthony was astonished. He was bewildered. He quickly grabbed the hide near the piles of bricks. 

"Oh shit. Shit. Shit."

Anthony was pulling his hair.

"How the fuck he's here?! I'm sorry for pulling you into this mess."

"He, who?"

"Bastard is my father. He had a big mafia family called Roy, as my surname suggests. Everyone used to be afraid of him. I didn't know he died. No one can talk against him. One time he killed a government person's daughter for not doing fraud tax. He…"

Anthony was trembling when he was about to say the part of his story. He was constantly looking at his hand. Tears were falling from his eyes.

"My mom was a sweet and kind person. She didn't like the bastard forcing her to kill innocent people. He used to get into fights with her. She was his youngest wife. One day he bought a person wearing a sackbag binding that person with rope. He commanded me to kill. If I don't, he will shoot me. I shot him without thinking twice. He was laughing his ass off. He pulled the bag. I was bewildered. I hated him from that day fucking much. He hated me for not killing another mom with her kids. She was a prostitute for him. She ran away with our top-ranked crew member. They both fell in love. I couldn't kill them. I let them go. Then you see…"

Alastor stoically looked at him. Suddenly a shot came. He pulled up the new gun he got. He started to shoot.

"My mom was a fool. She was in the mafia world. How could she think of making me a kind person? Don't you think?"

"Ya. Stop yapping. Get into work."

Anthony mellowly smiled.

"I wonder where Mom is now. I hope she's in heaven. I can't even show her my face."

Alastor glanced at him and turned back his gaze. Both started to shoot. 

Anthony screamed and stood up, "Take that, mother fucker!!"

He got one shot in the arm. But he successfully managed to shoot him three times.

"You're an imbecile. You'll always be it."

"Like I care about you."

Then both started to clean dust and got up.

"I'm feeling so relieved today, Alastor. It's a new kind of peace."

All of a sudden a woman comes from the sky. Hallow was emitting from her. She was wearing blue, white, and black long cloth. Wings were coming from her purplish-pink long hair. She was looking like a falcon with her long wings.

Both were preparing for fighting. 

People were talking to each other. 

Look, stupid Feria came. Let's shoot her with this weapon."

Alastor startled. He saw Feria was holding someone flying with her in the sky. 

One of the persons shot Feria's shoulder. She was losing her balance.

Alastor shot that person without thinking.

"What are you doing?!" Anthony said shaking Alastor's body.

When people saw Alastor, they ran away.

"Oh my Lucifer. Your reputation came here too," Anthony said, touching his eyes with hands.

Both arrived at the airport, and after 5 hours they got into the plane.

"It's been a long day, Alastor. Come again with me someday." He bid farewell.

Alastor didn't reply.

He started to march towards Riru's bar. He quickly opened the door; it sounded like it was about to break. 

"What's so haste, huh?" Riru asked, laughing.

Alastor slammed the table.

"How the hell Mom's in the hell?!!"

"Maybe she committed sins you don't know." Riru giggled.

He broke the glass.

"Stop messing with me!! She never got a chance to commit sin. She was a scary cat. She never dared to run away from Father. She cooked my favorite food. My drunkard ass father killed her that day."

"Then you killed your dad. Right?!" He was wiggling like a dog with curiosity.

Alastor pulled up a glass shard. He scratched him. Riru strongly grabbed his hand. He quickly licked his scratch.

He replied, laughing like a lunatic, "Even I don't know. Let me know if you ever know."

He was in bewilderment. He started to laugh hysterically.

"Killing is so fun, hahaha."

Both laughed like lunatics.