[center][h2][color=pink][u][i]Yui Hanogai[/i][/u][/color][/h2][/center]

Fire.

The gift which Prometheus stole from the Gods to give to man and lift them from darkness.

A magic that had cost him his freedom and destroyed his life.

But his sacrifice was worth it, it gave man the ability to create and destroy.

One of which Yui Hanogai loved.

She loved it to such an extent, she had built a bonfire in an old warehouse and was dragging several unfortunate, restrained souls on to it and sweetly hummed as they cried out. 

But their desperation fell short to the little girl's ears as she splashed the bonfire with wave upon wave of gasoline, petrol and charcoal.

Oh how they cried and sobbed and cursed, but Yui just kept singing as she tried to start a match.

[color=pink]"What a wonderful day, don't you think criminal-san?~" [/color]she sung to one of them men she had tied up, only getting a spat to the face in response. 

But her smile persisted as she dropped the matchbox.

Her smile persisted as she walked over to her cute little bag.

Her smile persisted as she drew a long, skinny blade from her cute little bag and walked back to the unlit bonfire.

Her smile persisted as she smiled at the one who spat in her innocent face.

Her smile persisted as she kneed down and gouged out one of his eyes with her blade, the edge cutting its way into the top of eyeball and hitting a bundle of nerve endings and blood teared up.

Her smile persisted as she wiggle and jiggled the skinny knife up and down and all around in the man's eye socked util a light [i]*pop!*[/i] and his eyeball was free from its socket as Yui clutched it and yanked it out by the cord, blood gushing out and cascading down the man's face.

Her smile persisted as she scolded the man in a singing voice, spinning the eyeball and its cord around her finger like a bloody toy, droplets of blood flying into her sailor fuku, [color=pink]"That was so mean mister, you need to learn that bad boys are punished in this world~"[/color]

Her smile persisted as she listened to not only the now eyeless man, but also all the others cry out in desperation, praying to God that they would be saved. But Yui smiled to the chorus of agony that was music to her ears, for there was no God but Gospel and Gospel was a man nice enough to never interrupt Yui's playtime with her dolls.

Her smile persisted as she felt Gospel tugging at her mentally, signaling she was to meet him soon. Just then Yui chuckled at the thought of how many dolls she must have gone through, at least a few dozen by this point. Man was she an expensive little angel to keep around, but Gospel had always found her more toys to play with.

Her smile persisted as she closed her eyes and an natural air rushed past her, blowing her adorable pink hair in an imaginary breeze until she appeared in the realm of Gospel's Colosseum. Around here were 11 figures of shadows of all shapes and sizes with the King Gospel at the top lording over all of them, towering over all of them with godly hight.

Her smile persisted as she heard Gospel's mighty voice boom in the magical realm. [b]"Greetings Players!"[/b] he bombastically announced, [b]"As you all know, I am Gospel, the God of this world. You are all here today as you have been enlisted into the Survival Game and your reward shall be my spot. The basic rules are that you must kill off all other players and survive to be the last one standing. In return, you shall become a God. Simple, no? If you have question, you know where you can find me."[/b]

Her smile persisted as she realized what was to come; the Survival Games were upon her. She had long heard of this since she first started accepting Gospel as a fatherly figure. And now, now that Gospel was growing weak and old and frail and senile, it would be her turn to take that beautiful crown of God. After all, it was only natural for a King to bestow his rule on to a princess, if there were no other heirs of course.

Her smile persisted as she plotted on how best to eliminate the other heirs, their bloodied, charred, mangled corpse would be a staircase into her divine rule where she could finally purge the world of all evils, all sins, all injustice and all misdeeds. Yui needed ask no questions, not even on who would win.

Her smile persisted as the magical winds blew once more and the sound of cries of terror drifted into her tiny ears once more. The old, molding warehouse replaced the glittering arena of Gospel, laid upon a beautiful endless horizon.

[color=Pink]"Did you know?"[/color] Yui gleefully spun around a picked up her matches once again, [color=Pink]"I'm going to become a Goddess!~"

"[i]And then I'll be able to watch all of you burn in pain and suffering as I please, desu~[/i]"[/color]

And so Yui's smile persisted as she lit the match.

Her smile persisted as it landed on the oiled stack of wood and caught ablaze instaneously.

Her smile persisted as the bonfire burned and the men writhed in pain and agaony as their souls were being burned to ashes.

Yui's smile persisted as she thought, [color=pink][i]This is going to be so much fun!~[/i][/color]