A Day Worth Remembering

Meeting in the glowing forest, the white haired partner of Satoru leaned against a tree as the serpent himself grinned across from him "Wow, for once he's late. Never expected that from him." Sighing, the white haired man staired aimlessly at the ground until a red mist formed near them. Walking through it was a man in dark, fur robes and had long, braided white hair and glowing red eyes similar to Satoru's partner. He announced "Greetings, comrades. Sorry for the absence. A woman's husband was just brutally murdered and she wanted vengeance."

Satoru's partner nodded acknowledgingly "Nothing ever changes, does it, Devoveo?" He smirked in reply "Not really, Vita." He then turned to Satoru and gave a slightly disgusted frown "And greetings to you too, Esurio. But where is Ira?" Esurio smirked "Buried beneath the lava ocean of Hell, if you must know. The denizens of Hell have taken to calling him... Akuma. God of all that is destruction and pain and suffering. How fitting, they are pretty correct in their fairy-tales." Devoveo sighed "Then we'll just have to do this without him. Is the candidate ready?" Vita turned away "Yeah... Just try not to make him suffer too much." Devoveo smirked "And so it begins..."