I walk into the museum. The Holy Objects burn my eyes. God is filthy. I bite my lip. I walk forward. There were so many objects. I have to keep blinking. This place is disorienting. It's like walking into a place full of glass. It's blinding. I grip my claws. My nose feels like a fire's burning it.

I grip it. I look around. I hear more men coming. A reaper comes up from behind me.

"We will deal with them, my lord." It says.

"Good." I say.

I turn. I see it. The sword. It was wrapped in cloth. I can feel its power burning me. Not like the fire around me. Like I'm actually being burned. It doesn't feel the most pleasant. Eh. I'll be fine. I grab it. The cloth protects me from it. 

"Kenshin stop!" I hear a voice.

I turn. My eyes widen.

"Karou?" I ask.

"Yes. Yes. It's me. Please." She walks forward.

The fire is still around me. I growl softly. I grab her neck. I lift her up.

"Kenshin!" Megumi and Enishi yell.

I throw her back. The Reapers grab them.

"Shall we return to Hell my lord?" He asks. 

I walk forward. I don't hear a bullet slice my shoulder. I wince. I turn. Dammit. These objects are totally messing with my scent and hearing. I roar. Another bullet hits my chest. I hiss. I grip it. Even the bullets feel different. They're silver. Of course. I let out a roar. The fire ignites and I charge at them. I slash them down. 

"Kenshin!" Karou yells.

I turn. I rip my hands off. The blood drips. Mine and the other ones. I shakily stand up. 

"Let's go." I say.