The Ghost Reaper's face twisted in a snarl, his eyes blazing with fury. "I'm sick and tired of chasing you around, you stupid brat!" he bellowed, his voice echoing off the walls. "Now let's end this!"

With a swift motion, he raised his hand and swung his chain, thrusting it towards Takahishi. The chain whipped through the air, its metal links glinting in the dim light. Takahishi tried to dodge, but it was too late. The chain tangled around his body, wrapping him in its cold, unforgiving coils.

The Ghost Reaper's eyes gleamed with triumph as he watched Takahishi struggle. The chain constricted, squeezing the air from Takahishi's lungs. He grunted in pain, his face contorted in a grimace.

The book slipped from Takahishi's fingers, falling to the ground with a soft thud. The Ghost Reaper stooped to pick it up, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Finally, I have the book," he whispered, his voice dripping with malice. "Now I must proceed with my plan."

But his gaze snapped back to Takahishi, his expression twisting in a snarl. "But first, I must exterminate you," he spat, his hand stretching out to point at Takahishi.

The chain wrapped around Takahishi's body began to twist and constrict, squeezing the life from him. Takahishi's eyes bulged, his face purpling as he struggled to breathe. The Ghost Reaper's laughter echoed through the hallway, a cold, mirthless sound.

Just when it seemed that all was lost, the Ghost Reaper's body stiffened, his eyes widening in pain. He uttered a grunt, his hand clutching at his stomach. The chain's grip on Takahishi relaxed, allowing him to gasp for air.

Takahishi's eyes flickered open, his gaze locking onto the Ghost Reaper's twisted face. The Ghost Reaper stumbled backward, his hand pressed to his stomach. A gooey green liquid dripped from his wound, pooling on the floor.

The Ghost Reaper's face contorted in rage, his eyes blazing with fury. "Damn it, that stupid brat!" he bellowed, his voice echoing off the walls. "This wound hasn't healed yet. How dare he cut me?"

His gaze snapped back to Takahishi, his eyes narrowing in malice. "Don't think I've forgotten about you, brat," he spat, his hand thrusting out towards Takahishi. "Now let's wrap this up quickly."

The chain began to constrict once more, its metal links tightening around Takahishi's body. Takahishi's eyes widened in terror, his mind racing with desperation. He knew that he was running out of time, that he had to think of something, anything, to escape.

With a surge of adrenaline, Takahishi raised his head, his eyes locking onto the Ghost Reaper's twisted face. "Please don't kill me," he begged, his voice shaking with fear. "I can't die here, I beg of you!"

The Ghost Reaper's expression faltered, his eyes narrowing in confusion. Then, his face twisted in a cruel smile. "Huh, what's that, brat?" he sneered. "You don't want to die? Well, too bad for you. You should have thought of that before you ran away with the book."

Takahishi's pleas fell on deaf ears as the Ghost Reaper sneered at him. "You will do anything?" he asked, his voice dripping with malice.

Takahishi nodded frantically, his eyes welling up with tears. "Yes, I will do anything!"

The Ghost Reaper's gaze lingered on Takahishi's desperate face before he pulled down his hand, and the chains stopped moving. "Very well, then," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Why don't you just die already!"

The Ghost Reaper's laughter was maniacal as he thrust his hand out, twisting it. The chain sprang to life, wrapping around Takahishi's body like a vice. Takahishi screamed in agony, his eyes streaming with tears.

But just as suddenly, the Ghost Reaper stopped the chain's movement, releasing Takahishi from its deadly grip. Takahishi collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.

The Ghost Reaper glared at Takahishi, his eyes blazing with contempt. "You are quite an annoying brat!" he snarled.

Takahishi's eyes widened in fear as the Ghost Reaper began to circle around him. "Thank you, thank you," Takahishi stammered, his voice shaking with gratitude.

But the Ghost Reaper's expression turned cold, his eyes glinting with malice. "Don't thank me yet, brat. I still have other methods to get rid of you."

Takahishi's heart skipped a beat as he stared at the Ghost Reaper in confusion. "Huh? What do you mean? I thought you weren't going to kill me anymore."

The Ghost Reaper's laughter was like a cold wind, sending shivers down Takahishi's spine. "You foolish brat! I never said that. The only reason I stopped was because you were annoying me, but I still have to exterminate you."

The Ghost Reaper's eyes gleamed with excitement as he began to explain his plan. "My chains have the ability to drain the soul of those it touches and turn them into ghosts."

Takahishi's eyes widened in horror as he stumbled backward, his mind reeling with fear. "I-I don't understand what you mean."

The Ghost Reaper's gaze turned cold, his eyes glinting with contempt. "I could turn you into a ghost and add you to my ghost army, but a weakling like you isn't worthy of that."

The Ghost Reaper's attention turned to the book, his hands grasping it tightly. Takahishi's eyes snapped to the book, his heart racing with fear. "Wait, what are you doing with that book?"

The Ghost Reaper's gaze locked onto Takahishi's, his eyes glinting with malice. "You don't want to die, do you?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Takahishi nodded frantically, his eyes welling up with tears. The Ghost Reaper's laughter was like a cold wind, sending shivers down Takahishi's spine.

"Very well, then," the Ghost Reaper said, his voice dripping with malice. "I will use this book to get rid of you. And after I trap you inside this book, you will wish that I had killed you. For what's inside this book is scarier than death."

The Ghost Reaper's eyes gleamed with excitement as he opened the book, its pages flashing with a bright green light. Takahishi felt a strange sensation, as if he was being pulled towards the book.

He tried to resist, but it was too late. The green light enveloped him, and he felt himself being sucked into the book. Takahishi's scream was cut short as he disappeared into the book's depths.

The Ghost Reaper's laughter echoed through the hallway, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Now, then, that I have the book, I should probably get out of here and carry on my plan to rule this world once more."

But his laughter was cut short as he clutched his stomach, his face contorting in pain. The green gooey liquid dripping from his wound seemed to be slowing his movements.

The Ghost Reaper's eyes narrowed, his gaze burning with fury. "Damn it, why isn't it healing? No one has ever been able to make me bleed."

He lifted his hand, covered in the green liquid, and glared at it. "I have to find that brat and make him pay. It's not yet over!"

Just as the Ghost Reaper was about to lift his legs and start moving, he heard the sound of footsteps running towards him. He turned, his eyes narrowing as he gazed down the hallway.

The sound of footsteps grew louder, and the Ghost Reaper's eyes locked onto three shadowy figures rushing towards him. His gaze turned cold, his eyes glinting with malice.