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The devil is currently carrying an unconscious guy on his back.

"Ugh! Why are you so heavy!"

He brought that guy to that island.

Magic Island.

He slammed the poor boy on the cold grass.

"Uh.." the half-awake boy groaned in pain.

"Y-you!" The poor boy shouted.

"Boo! You surprised?!"

"I-i thought you're an angel?!"

"Aish..." the devil leaned on the boy.
"I just look and act innocent that's why..."

"But are you really an angel before?"
The boy asked.

"I am! Of course!" The devil clapped.
"But do you know what made me a devil? It's you! ALL OF YOU! HAHAHAHA!!" The devil laughed so loud.

"What have we done to you?"

"All of you left me alone... here."

The devil dragged the poor boy out of the dim forest.

"T-this is M-magic Island..."

"Yes! This place is no other than Magic Island!"

"W-what happened here?!"

"You left me alone. What do you expect me to do? Calm down because you said you'll come back?" The devil laughed. "Oh! I did calmed down. But did you came back? No, you didn't! How ironic...."

The Magic Island that looks so lively before became a dead island... it looks like it's withered.

"What are you going to do to me?"
The boy asked.

The devil yawned.."I just want to have tea with you."

Ah, I know what he's planning.

"Oh! You're so genius! See? The time of death depends on what tea you'll drink.
Both contains poison. One will kill you in seconds. The other one will slowly kill you in minutes."

The boy nodded.

"So... I guess it would be a Race to Heaven! Good luck. Cheers!" The two boys cheered before drinking the tea.

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Who do you think died first? The boy or the devil??

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