But he was a man.
"Anastasia, do you have any last words?" he asked, watching Anastasia's expression of surprise.
"Are you here to kill me?" Anastasia's eyes widened slightly, then calmed down again as she crossed her hands in front of her abdomen and inquired,
"Can you tell me the reason?"
"Why are you a man?" Xi Mu asked, off the topic, causing Anastasia to be taken aback, then she pursed her lips and smiled faintly,
"Does Ahtal wish I were a woman?"
"It just seems a bit wasteful." Xi Mu stretched out his finger, the tip playing with flames, "You can choose to go to Hell, or you can choose to give your soul to the Witch of Death."
Anastasia's pretty face showed a troubled expression: "Can I choose neither?"
"You can," Xi Mu lowered his hand, "But then you will be completely erased by the coming Ragnarok."
