"To be honest, I'm not afraid of the dark." - Underworld; CYPRESS
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The Avengers Compound
As Karma had promised, everyone had been returned promptly back to the compound after Ren's departure. Everyone stands around, still shocked into silence.
"What in the actual fuck just fuckin' happened?" Negan asks, being the first to break the tense silence in the air and Mazikeen steps forward.
"She's serving time in Hell...500 years."
"500?!" Stephen asks in shock and Mazikeen shakes her head.
"It's like...a little over one Earth year, she'll be back before you know it."
"Wait, a sec..." Tony chimes in, his brow furrowing in confusion. "Shouldn't she be, like, totally unstoppable now? Why can't she just, I don't know, take a hike from Hell?"
"The whole God gig isn't what you'd expect. The whole multiverse deal isn't just God's show; it's a cosmic circus with many otherworldly players, like the Vishanti," Mazikeen explains, casting a glance toward Stephen. "There's a delicate balance at play here. Consider yourself lucky that Karma handed her just 500 years."
Tony wears a displeased expression at her explanation and lets out a sigh. "Terrific, so you're saying the multiverse is under the rule of an oligarchy. Fantastic," he quips with a heavy dose of sarcasm in his tone.
"Right, still makes no fuckin' sense to me," Negan mumbles under his breath and Maze sighs.
"I should go. Hell is going to need some damage control after this shitshow," the demon says before looking over to Mephisto, who nods his head, joining her in her disappearance into the underworld.
As the demons depart from this Earth, Tony looks around the remaining crowd. "What now?"
Stephen simply shakes his head sadly in response to the Avenger and sighs, "I...I don't know."
50 Hell Years After the Battle of Deus
"Oh, come on, don't be such a little bitch," Ren taunts the soul before her as he's torn apart limb from limb only to be put back together and have the process repeated over and over again.
"Please...please stop. I'm sorry!" The man screams, his dismembered body laying in a bloody heap on the floor as rats gnaw on his eyes. Ren shakes her head and purses her lips before summoning a slip of paper to her hand.
"Let's see... Ah...wait...oh holy shit, that's hilarious. Adam Lanza...didn't you shoot up an elementary school?" Ren asks, looking down at the bloody puddle of a man who simply responds with screamed cries. "You did, didn't you? Now why in the actual fuck would I fuckin' stop then? I say we kick this shit up a notch!"
