I Can’t Control My Right Hand Anymore

"I won't be able to defeat you? This is Hell. I don't need to be stuck in that rotting body anymore and my power won't be restricted by time. I've also eaten my souls here. I am completely different from before now."

"Confidence is good, but have you thought about what will happen if you lose?"

"I won't lose..."

"How about you turn around and ask for my friend's opinion?"

"Your friend?"

Winry Gargamel suddenly felt a huge shadow loom over her. She turned around and saw the most horrifying and hopeless scene in both her previous and current life.

She'd heard from the spirits that wandered the area that this huge snake before her now was the lord—a terrible demon lord.

Winry had once seen this demon from afar when she'd first fallen into Hell. Whenever Raymond ate, he would swallow some spirits in the desert and leave when he was full. Whoever was eaten by him…well, that sucked for them.