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Location: Rooftop of a Skyscraper Near Daikaku Shrine: 

pre...posterous, preposterous, PREPOSTEROUS!, Ryoshu's every cell trembled in rage at Rynosuke's words, the sheer vulgarity, a man devoid of all elegance, how, how, how, how howhowhowhow? HOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW? A mere slayer unworthy of even being Hashira, a butchered canvas of mismatched proportions and horrid linework had struck him so. Dared taint his sanctified flesh with unclean steel. 
He? A demon king of the heavens themselves appointed by the true ruler of this world, the final hero who would shall make the great sun rise again rid of its humiliation at the hands of foreign barbarians. 

While he once held a tinge of fear towards the man's techniques, a distant cellular memory from generations removed that has been utterly scorched away under the violence of his passion. Demonic blood boiled under the violence of a lord's choler, steaming into the frigid night sky. Ryoshu's chromatic eyes locked on the slayer's back, staring so intensely vessels burst and knitted themselves over and over again, a gaze that could cleave mountains and boil the seas. 

Ryosuke must die. 
No.
No.
NO.
Death would be too merciful for this blighted filth , He would make am example of such vile beasts so vivid even buddha himself shall tremble. 

The fifth Heaven's severed head opened his mouth, squeezing out words between teeth clenched so tight they crumbled: 
[color=ec008c]Blood Demon Art....[/color] 
in the next moment a violent explosion rocked the rooftop. Shattering windows at a hundred meters around as the Demon lord's head, arms and body exploded into bloody mist. Sending out a cloud of razor sharp shrapnel in all directions. 

Yet that was only the first part: 
Countless blood stakes emerged across the rooftop from every surface and all angles directly targeting Ryosuke. Stabbing at him from every way possible while forming a thick impenetrable shell of brambles around the Artist's body. 
Within its midst Ryoshu healed in an instant. Arms snapping back into existence as he continuously activated his blood demon art. Causing ever more stakes to emerge from the ground. Thorns grew 
He cared no longer about the temple as he devoted his attention fully to the cockroach before him. 

[color=ec008c]SUFFER WORM, miserable creature unworthy of even death at my hands. Dogde, weave, crawl as the insect you are yet fear not for To you, I give immortality. [/color] Spoke the lord in glacial tone. 
[color=ec008c]I will scrape off your every once of flesh, flay every millimeter of your skin, grind your every bone to dust. Turn the very nerves into tapestries. Your tendons shall be made into Biwa strings and blood into pigment. Insult me if you wish, use that nimble tongue of yours while you can, for I promise you suffering so exquisite even the gods cannot save you neither hell or reincarnation. We shall be together until the end of time and further beyond. Even if you should pass the gates of Fendu I will drag you out personally to torture you again. 
Still, know that even after reincarnation I will track you down again no matter as a plant or fish to redo it all again.  

Then,and only then can you learn the consequence of offending the Demon King of the Fifth heaven.   
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