Devil 831

Target.

Name: Nanoha Takamachi

Age: 19 year old

Occupation: Student at Tokyo Education

Family: Overseas in Hokkaido
Location of settlement: Tokyo
Location of Suicide: Tokyo

Devil 831

Nanoha stood near the window of her apartment which was located on the 20th floor to her convenience. Her eyes were emotionless and exhausted, her skin pale camouflaging in the humid apartment air. Her lips were perpetually turned down in an expression both sad and disdainful.

She looked over her shoulder at the desk sitting at the far side of the room, and on top of it was her letter. Nanoha shifted her head back towards the open window and scrutinized the ground beneath her. She took a soft exhale and was about to take her first step until she heard a chuckle in the background.

It shouldn't of have been a distraction for her. She shouldn't of have cared but she did and as she turned her head to the back of the room, she noticed her letter was gone.

Instead sitting on the table was a blonde girl in a black hooded cape. But what really caught her attention were the flaring black horns on the top of her head and that leathery looking pointed tail.

Though honestly, Nanoha wasn't interested. Perhaps she had already died and this was her taker or whatever you call it. She turned back to the wind which was beging her to fall and she sighed. If she was already dead, she'll just have to die again until nothing was left. Could that even happen.

She closed her eyes and leaned a tad forward when she was rudely interrupted by the girl and her hoarse, soft and irritating voice.

"I don't have the strength and will to live any longer.

I have come to realize the ugliness and deceit of this world.

Society, their norms, their blind eye to values that truly mattered.

It wasn't just the violence, it was something more painful than that.

I lost everythi-"

"What do you think you're doing?" Nanoha stated, her gaze tightened on the latter's burgundy eyes. They were so incredibly red, it felt like she was drowning. She had so much emotion in them but at the same time, they were empty…like hers.

"Oh. You're still here? Not going to jump? What are you waiting for?" The blonde grinned.

"What do you want?"

"Me?" The blonde girl pointed to herself and pretended to ponder for a while before giving another wide smile. "Your soul."

"Are you mentally impaired? Would you leave."

"Why would you care if I'm here , you chose to die. I'm just waiting for your soul so I can go home."

Nanoha frowned at the words and a pain shot through her hollow stomach. She didn't choose…she never had a choice. What did she know? What did she know about her, about anything?

"Don't speak as if you know me."

"Okay, not like I care so just die and let your fragile heart shatter." The blonde licked her lips and her eyes pierced into Nanoha's.

Taken aback by the words and indescrible expression, all she could mutter back was…"Who are you?"

"Me?" The blonde stood up from the desk, gave a smirk and stared straight into the brunette's eyes.

"I'm a devil. Devil 831. "