So it seemed this place had copies, if that was the case than perhaps somewhere there was someone who came from his world, there had to be. He didn't want to be alone, not in the afterlife. Though he knew he deserved this, if he was truly alone and none of the others here were his versions of those he knew then this was purgatory. The voice when he arrived would have been lying but it wasn't the first time he thought it might be a lie.

"Two versions of the ashen demon..." He had barely dealt with one, he wasn't sure how two would be or what a feminine version of the man would even look like. He tried to picture it but couldn't, he'd just wait to meet her one day if possible or not, it didn't matter in the grand scheme of things here. It was a rather curious fact that such a simple divergence created such a difference between his own world and the other before him. While it did pique his curiosity it was too late to change and looking into it wouldn't change him. "If you can't seem to make up your mind on a matter without their input then I see no reason to continue our conversation." Even if this was purgatory for his crimes he wasn't going to spend it with company he didn't want.