"Save...different dimensions?" B. Battler said to himself. Was this a joke? To the murderer, it definitely felt like one. Why would you expect a murderer to do heroic deeds? It was like asking a heroic person to go blow up a planet. But then again...if everything fell apart...who would he kill? Surely there won't be anyone for the culprit to kill. Besides, this wasn't the first time something "strange" had happened to him like being brought here by the Redeemer, he had been revealed to Witches like Beatrice and Bernkastel to realize that he was a piece to make Battler the culprit. Maybe with these missions...he could be more than just their piece. "Alright...I'll go along with these...missions," B. Battler said as he was in complete darkness, something that he truly loves to see.