Kaguto awoke in a strange place. he could reach his hand out in front of him from either side of the room and touch the wall. it was intoxicating like every breath was a tick of a timer. His red eyes showed him in a cube. With no windows or doors anywhere. each breathe sucked the limited oxygen out of the room. He banged on the dull red walls around him. Hammering on it desperately trying to escape. He couldn’t focus on his breathing he became a black hole emptying every cry and shout until his windpipe no longer could support itself. his claws clasped his throat as the room around him refused to still. He tried and tried for even a single drop of air but couldn’t and each failed attempt brought him closer to unconsciousness. He pointlessly tried to rip through the wall. But his muscles were deflated. He fell on his back as his once bright power ruby red eyes dwindled to a faint monochromatic red. Being what he is he couldn’t pass on, the demon wouldn’t let him. Like throwing dry wood in a weak fire his eyes burned again. He awoken still suffering like he was a second a way from death. He kicked and kicked at the ground before sitting against the wall. He knew it was no way out of this. This box became his next hell every second was another lifetime full of pain and torment. He would be crying if there were anymore tears left. He laid on the floor endlessly living and dying. Days went passed and Kagato was unfortunately still alive when a crack started to form throughout the walls. It grew wider and deeper until eventually a light blue ray of light shined through right in front of him. With it, oxygen.