Adventure. Fame. Fortune. Immortality.  All Await if you survive the fall.

You know what to do and take no time in getting in increasing the distance between you and that demon. Mist swirl past as you run effortlessly, like in a dream, over long distances. Much a like a dream, though it seems you're not getting anywhere. Time passes, what feels likes and eternity, before the mists part and reveal the glowing body you so long for. There are no shadows lurking around and no contorted positions. You're slumped against a tree and easily slip in. Before your soul clicks into place you see the demonic angel with its blade. The free hand holds up two fingers.

Revive, quickly!