Imagine you're that guy and even though you like Loona as her hellhound forum you get killed anyway and wind up in hell because you called someone a slur on the internet or something.
>Face is mangled due to your death
>Your hell form is just a mangled corpse of your previous self
>Still try to find Loona in hell
>You felt something. You can't give up.
>It's hard to see when your eyes have been squished in by a blunt object.
>See her in the street
>Try to call out to her, your vocal cords trying to mimic something resembling speech
>Ignored as she recognizes you and runs away
>You can hear something from her as she runs off
>"I'm sorry"