"Do you think you can escape us, little dark one?"
"Ahh, Ahhh, Ahh…"
The sound of heavy breathing resonated through the snowy pine forest as a figure rapidly weaved amongst the trees, cold breath escaping his lungs.
It was a snow-white-haired figure, his face red from the cold, his lips frozen like ice blocks.
Yet, when one looked at his face, it wasn't pain that would be sighted.
No!
It was fear—the ultimatum of fear and horror lingering in those dual-coloured irises.
BAAAAAM!
A loud sound of collision rang out as Ryuk's left foot tripped on a tree, sending him face-flat onto the snow-white ground.
Yet, he dared not waste a single second as he frantically rose from the ground and kept sprinting forward.
"Your efforts are futile, little dark one."
The voice resonated from behind as he kept running, soon appearing before an area of thorny pines.
As he ran frantically through them, they dipped into his coat, hanging onto his skin.
