An idiot's adventure ...in hell!

Featuring :

Pro_1diot_Larry

AGF_Arsenal

Fatty Mcdank

Special guests : RistuskiL2d & Cyberraptor

Written by : Sasha Fernandez aka SashaPendragon

[links to the artists at the end]

I woke up startled, finding myself bound inside of a sack. Someone had tossed the sack to the ground with me still inside of it. It felt like being awoken from a dream, where you felt like you were falling off of a cliff, but in reality you ended up sprawled on the floor.I could feel my butt aching a bit.

Crawling out of the sack, I got to my feet and stood there taking in the details of my surroundings. It seemed to me like an audience hall. In front of me sat a red creature on his chair exuding his power and utter dominance. His eyes glowed purple, four horns guarding his head and two of them enclosed a purple gem or crystal at the center of his forehead. Just like a human of the human world, he was dressed in a casual checkered shirt, jeans and a leather jacket with spikes on them. He got off his chair and walked toward me menacingly looking all mighty and tall. His long pointy tail swung elegantly from side to side as he circled. I was about to reach my halberd when...

"Hey, I'm arsenal one of the archdevils of hell and general to a battalion. Nice to meet you. I love listening to rock and roll, a bit of metal. I play dnd. It's a fun game. How ya doing? Where ya from?" said arsenal while he grabbed my hand and gave it a good shake.

I stood there looking at him dumbstruck with an idiotic expression on my face. I quickly gathered my thoughts and right as i was about to answer, he carried on talking walking back and forth.

"Ha! Gotcha!Silly me! I already know every single thing about you. We record everything about a soul from the land of the living. This is hell baby!" He paused.

" When they die, their souls are carried to his place. But you...you have already died plenty of times. And yet here you are. Standing before me alive " he turned to me.

I didn't know what to say. I was too focused on the fact that I was in hell.. Maybe I was finally dead?

"So tell me Larry , what makes you so special!?" Arsenal asked, looking into my eyes as if he were trying to dig into my head and fetch the information that he so desperately needed.

"I...ummm. I tripped and fell on my cloak?" I answered honestly. I didn't know what else to answer.

"Cloak?" Said arsenal confused.

"Yes! Cloak. I tripped and fell on my cloak. That was the first time I respawned into another world. it's been that way ever since" i said.

Arsenal eyed me suspiciously as if I was hiding something from him. But I honestly didn't know what makes me special except for the fact that I was able to respawn an unlimited number of times each time I die.

"We shall see. Take him to the big guy" said arsenal, summoning what appeared to be orcs? goblins? or maybe both? I was guided through a series of passages each connecting to another passage or a bridge that we had to cross.it was like a long unending maze. Whenever we crossed a bridge, I noticed down below lava flowed like a clam lake.