Shoving her own hands down her throat to grab the meal she had just eaten, the Death Devil regurgitated two miniature dolls of Famine and Justice.
Curious, Famine revealed that Death's power was to control those she killed. She wondered, however, whether it was truly necessary to eat her victims alive. Death responded that meat tasted best fresh.
Tossing the two devil effigies onto the ground, she then summoned her sister and the fake Chainsaw Man back into reality. Realising that she was back, Famine, before she could be ordered to do anything at all, slapped her older sister across the face. Falling immediately darted in between them and threatened to slice Famine's head off. Death waved a hand, and she stopped.
With Famine unable to do anything but listen, the Death Devil ordered the two of them to plunge mankind into an abyss of terror.
Across the city, Asa shot at the sun, simply because she hated sunburn. The horizon remained unchanged.
Watching her, Denji offered her a bread bun he had picked up from a convenience store. Asa found it gross. Denji shrugged off her disgust, telling her that if she did not like it, she did not have to eat it.
Despite her protests, she took a bite, and kind of enjoyed it. She immediately tried to cover her satisfaction by complaining about the artificial additives it must be filled with. Denji repeated that she could just put it down if she wanted, but Asa relented, declaring that she could handle the poison, because she was a toxic woman anyway.
She admitted that Denji had been right all along — that she should have just lived for fun and stopped letting every miserable detail get in the way. When Denji asked whether he had actually told her that, Asa confirmed it. She confessed that she used to hate people who smiled through life's misery. But she finally understood that everyone was carrying their own hardships. They had just chosen to handle it differently.
Finishing her meal, she went to say something more, only for Yoru to instantly retake control and demand some post-meal exercise.
Moments later, Denji was pedalling down the streets of Tokyo with Yoru riding on his back, shooting down any pseudo Chainsaw Men that crossed their path.
Their ride came to a sudden halt when the fake Chainsaw Man stepped into the road and blocked their path.
Yoru lined up and shot first. The attack was redirected into a nearby building, and the two of them crashed off the bike. Towering over them now, the impostor rhetorically asked Denji whether Chainsaw Man should really be wasting his time riding around with a girl.
Grabbing his starter cord, Denji fired up his engine and ducked beneath the first swooping blade. Taking advantage of the moment, he leapt around and dropped down onto the impostor's right arm. Surprisingly, he managed to slice it clean off.
Despite that, the impostor stood his ground and coldly warned Denji that he had just made a grave mistake.
Elsewhere, Famine stood hurling chunks of rock into a crowd of helpless strangers, trying to incite a stampede of raw terror. Poking her cheeks as she appeared from behind her, the Falling Devil noted that Famine was entirely missing the mark. Taking matters into her own hands, the Falling Devil stepped forward and showed her what terror truly looked like.
Back in the alley, Denji demanded to know what the fake Chainsaw Man had meant by his warning, but the interrogation was cut short.
The gravity shift hit the crowd, sending terrified civilians falling horizontally through the air like a barrage of human projectiles headed straight towards them. Denji scrambled, missing the first few people as they hurtled past. Seeing a final girl falling, he managed to flick his arm out and catch the last civilian. Getting pulled off his own feet, he grabbed a nearby street sign as his own world was folded into the Falling Devil's attack.
The fake Chainsaw Man watched and curiously questioned whether he had only put in the effort because the survivor happened to be a woman.
Seeing Yoru just standing there, Denji yelled for her help. She had an extremely bright idea instead. Raising her hand, Yoru blasted the civilian's arm clean off, breaking the hold Denji had on her and sending the screaming woman falling away to her death.
Blown away by what she had just done, Denji said she was cute, but that she had always been a devil at heart. Yoru smirked and teased him by declaring that she was totally the only woman he would ever need. She goaded him, asking if he was mad. Did he have what it took to face her?
Enraged, Denji lit up his chainsaws — and Yoru abruptly shifted her focus, firing a blast directly at the fake Chainsaw Man instead.
The impostor leapt into the air to evade the explosion and sliced through a flying piece of concrete to clear a sight line. It was a trap. Having used the boulder to his own advantage, Denji phased into view and closed the distance. With a swift, brutal rev of his blades, he hacked off the fake's remaining arm.
Clutching the fresh wound, the impostor groaned, asking whether their entire explosive argument had just been a staged distraction.
Denji candidly denied it. She really was just that nuts.
Complaining that the air was starting to get chilly, Yoru raised her hand for another shot. This time her blast was intercepted by two random pseudo Chainsaw Men who threw themselves into the line of fire. Flowing in behind them seconds later, a massive swelling crowd of pseudo Chainsaw Men swarmed the alley.
Several of the mindless clones were violently pulled towards the impostor's body.
Flicking his flesh cape back, the fake Chainsaw Man revealed that six civilians had been grotesquely fused to his torso, three sprouting from each shoulder to form makeshift fleshy limbs. Lifting one limb up, everyone watched it mutate further, its flesh warping into a pair of massive, oversized hands.
The fake Chainsaw Man locked eyes with Denji and taunted him. He noted that the deaths of random civilians never seemed to faze Chainsaw Man, so he wondered aloud whether Denji would have the stomach to butcher people who were actively begging him for mercy.
To drive the horror home, the fake forcibly reversed the transformation process on the civilians, restoring their human minds and faces while leaving them trapped as literal appendages.