Anon defeated the demon and started walking toward the exit door.
"Oi, Kid," a sudden voice came from behind.
Anon recognized the voice instantly. He turned around to see a white ethereal figure standing before him.
It was Ion's soul. His face was indistinct, but it held a faint smile.
"Old man, are you heading to heaven?" Anon asked with a smile of his own.
"I don't know, but before I depart this world, there's something I must ask of you," Ion spoke.
"Ask away," Anon replied.
"What's your name?" Ion inquired.
"Well, you can call me Anon," Anon answered.
"Anon... a good name. Anon, you're a genius, but don't let it get to your head. You still have much to learn. Farewell, Anon," Ion said as his soul faded away.
Anon merely smiled and resumed his walk toward the door.
He touched the door and opened it with ease. Upon stepping outside, he saw Gin waiting eagerly in front of the door.