"Chance!? The hell are you talking about!? We must run! Now!" Shouted Mengele.

"NO! this is our only chance, if we turn now, then death is our final end!" Shouted the young man.

"This lunatic!" Though Mengele.

"Let's heard him, we can't run anyway" Said Clara.

Mengele looked at both with desperation on his eyes.

"If I die, I will experiment with you in hell!" Shouted Mengele.

The young man nodded.

"Clara! Use your wings to make a shield and follow my lead!" Said the young man.

Clara nodded and her wings made a bloody shield, Mengele and the young white-haired man stood behind her

"Mengele! Reinforce the shield with your will power, all capacity!" Shouted the young white-haired man.

"FUCK!" Shouted Mengele.

He used every last bit of his will power to reinforce the wings of Clara.

"Use your soul power as well!" Shouted Mengele.

"I don't have soul power!" Shouted the young man.

"Here it comes!" Shouted Clara

"ENDURE!" Shouted the young man.

*PUMM*

A huge wave of soul power was blasted towards the trio, the soul power collided with the wings of Clara, who spat blood just from the collision.

"Ugg!" Clara cried from the pain.

"ENDURE! TEN SECONDS, WE MUST ENDURE TEN SECONDS!"

"ARE YOU AN IDIOT!? THE BLAST DOESN'T LAST FOR SO LONG!" Shouted Mengele.

"Destiny is irreversible, it will last for 10 seconds!" Said with certain the young man.

"They haven't fallen!?"

On the other side, Number one was astonished, nobody has ever resisted his [photon crusher] until today.

This made him feel something that he had never felt before.

Fear.

"IF YOU THINK THAT THIS IS ALL, YOU ARE MORE STUPID THAN WHAT I THOUGHT!" Shouted Number one.

He put all of his soul power, even at the point of exhausting his life force as well!

"It got stronger!" Shouted Clara.

"5 more seconds!" Shouted the young man.

The bloody wings began to turn dim!

"FOUR!" Shouted Clara.

Part of the left-wing began to disappear!

"THREE!" Shouted Mengele while spatting blood!

The will power of Mengele disappeared!

"TWO!" Shouted the young man.

The left-wing disappeared!

""ONE!"" Shouted the three of them.

The right-wing disappeared.

However, just as the blast was about to destroy the three of them…the yellow light disappeared!

The trio was sent flying while Clara returned to her original form while Mengele's wounds opened, the young man also suffered some springs and bruises for the fall.

"We… *Cough* we are… alive?" Asked Mengele.

"It… *Cough* it seems… so" Said Clara.

"How…" Asked Mengele.

"He exhausted his life force… he was destined to die at a young age due to the overuse of his powers over the years, so, his life force didn't let him stay in that form for too long" Said The young man.

The trio gasped for air while making a sigh of relief.

"I never… want to do this again…" Said the young man.

""I agree"" Said the other two.

After some seconds Mengele and Clara stood up.

"Well, we still have to thank you for your adv- wait… what?"

Clara was about to thank the young man when she turned around to look at him, then, she became stunned.

Mengele looked at Clara who looked stupefied.

"What the hell?" Though Mengele.

He turned to look at the young man and he also became stupefied.

"What… what happened to your hair?" Asked Mengele.

The young Mengele originally had white short hair, now, however, he had blue long hair.

"It's the recoil…" Said the young man.

"Now that I look more… what the hell is that clothe? When did you change?" Asked Clara.

The uniform in Hell's Asylum was purely white, however, the young man was wearing what it seems to be a prisoner's uniform with black and white stripes.

"It's the recoil…" Said the young man once again.

""?"" A huge question mark appeared above Clara's and Mengele's head.

"Let me explain, however, it will be a little bit easier to explain if you look around you" Said the young man.

Clara and Mengele looked at their surroundings and were stunned once more.

"Where are we!? We weren't in the hall!? What are we doing inside the storage room!?" Shouted Clara.

"Fascinating!" Shouted Mengele.

"It's the recoil of destiny…" Said the young man now with blue hair.

"Let me explain… you see image our universe is like the floor of a building, with one door at the end of the floor. We can't avoid destiny, as we go through the floor, we can try to avoid destiny, however, in the end, the only exit is the one provided by our destiny, in other words, no matter what we do, we always meet the same end… my powers let me see the end of the floor, however, I don't have the power to alter it, nobody can… but, at the pass of the years I discover something…" Said the young man.

"Our universe… or to be more precise, our reality, is not the only one" Declared the young man.

"Our floor is just one floor of a building with infinity floors, or infinity realities, each one with a different ending… so, I tried to probe a theory, if I can't avoid my end in my floor, how about going to another floor?"

"The result? A fail, I couldn't travel through the floors… but, I could see the options that 'I' made in that floor to avoid my end and reach the end of that specific floor, however, as I mention before, nobody can alter destiny… not without paying the price…"

"Every time I altered my 'end', this reality overlaps with the other floor, making them into one floor, and 'I' from the other floor overlaps with the 'I' of this floor, that's why, my appearance and circumstances changed to the one of the other floors, so the flow of destiny doesn't change too much" Said the young man.

"That's sounds a over powerful power" Said Clara.

The young man smiled bitterly.

"The first time that I did this, the 'I' of the other floor was starving in a village that was plagued by a disease that made you go crazy and kill whatever you see" Said the young man.

"That time, I had to recall how 'I' killed all my loved ones and then laugh like a maniac for the disease…" Said the young man.

"It almost made me go crazy"