The Depths of Your Heart - Sequel to 'Questionable Love'

Three Years

{Second Person POV}

You stood in your throne room, a desk in front of you as you dealt with paperwork. Being the ruler of a ring mean't work (unlike a few bums *cough* father). You took care of blood for any cannibals who would buy it from your industry or to help other high class demons (or rather those who'd pay enough money or their souls). You've had this job for three years with little to no memory of your past besides your father and your dad.

Manny walked into the throne room, her eyes narrowed as she spoke, "Mx, you have newcomers in your ring." You stared up at her with a bored expression. Usually, you always register newcomers or demons who came and went. You let Manny take care of them, but you always told her not to bother you with any of them, but you'd check up on the registers to see if she was doing her job, in which she was.

"So? I'm working on something, M. I don't care about hearing if there's newcomers." You looked down and started writing once more, putting your hand up and lifting it up and down in a dismissive manner. You didn't have time for this. You still had a few things to do this afternoon and you needed to get these papers finished before going to Ozzie's [not Ozzy, don't get confused] for a contract.

"Mx. Dice. These newcomers want to see you." Manny said almost bitterly, it seemed she wasn't happy about this situation either. You knew Manny could get annoyed easily, so you didn't get mad at her most of the time. She was an efficient and excellent worker, and you didn't want to necessarily fire her.

"They don't have an appointment, and I'm busy, Manny. Tell them that they need to make an appointment if they want to see me, and don't forget to tell them about the fee unless they're the demons in the list I gave you." You looked just as irritated, almost slamming your pen down on your desk.

"And I told them that, Mx, but these newcomers are persistent!" 'They don't look like demons', Manny thought to herself before looking up at you. You let out a groan before rubbing your forehead, "Then kick them out, Manny! I have paperwork to finish and I have to go to Ozzie's tonight!" Manny glared at you and sighed, "Yes, Mx."

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 Three Days Earlier

{Bendy's POV}

How the hell did we get in this situation? I'm not sure.

My ink disease was gone, or at least, it kind of is. I don't have my daily attacks of ink or throw up ink anymore, but I can somehow still turn into the monster.

Boris, Cuphead, Felix, Mugman and I were on a quest to find another part for the ink machine. I don't know how or why, but we somehow provoked this being. Cuphead started shooting at it, and I was about to attack it. One thing led to another, we were blinded, and now we're here. Do I know what this place is? No. Do I want to know? Yes.

Felix looked up in complete shock, his eyes wide as he took a few deep breaths. He looked panicked, and I quickly grabbed his arm before speaking, "Felix! Sir, what's wrong?" I was so confused. Why was Felix panicking? Mugman, Cuphead, Boris and I were completely confused, but Felix was almost sweating.

"We- we-" Felix stuttered.

Boris looked worried as he got up and walked towards Felix, "Felix?"

Felix grabbed his chest and and looked up before finally being able to speak.

"We... we're in hell."

I looked at Felix like if he were crazy, but I knew I could trust his word. Boris looked concerned, and Mugman looked deathly afraid. A small reaction came out of Cuphead, his eyes only widening just a bit. Cuphead turned like Oswald after Y/n died. Quiet, sad, dull. Cuphead went crazy when he thought Mugman died, but with Y/n, Cuphead was just done.

"Felix, what?" I laughed nervously, there was no way this was hell.

"I researched this, I've read stories about this but I... I didn't think living people could come to hell." Felix took deep breaths, holding his chest as he let out a sigh, "There's seven rings, each their sin and led by their demons. There's pride, lust, gluttony, wrath, envy, sloth, and greed. Each of the rings have their leader. The pride ring is led by the King of Hell, Lucifer... the fallen angel. The wr-"

I stopped Felix, "Wait, so you're telling me... that being we were just fighting sent us... to hell!? How is that possible?!" I looked around us, a wall up in front of us. I could hear screaming, cheering, and I could see a bunch of lights. My heart sank, and I could see Boris panicking. Mugman looked like he was about to cry, but Cuphead hugged him in reassurance.

Felix shook his head, "It could've been a Seraphim, most likely, but I'm not sure. It must've been an angelic being at most." Felix slowly stood up and let out a sigh before speaking, "All I know is that we're in the most dangerous place ever. We can't be seen. Our life is on the line here."

I could see the discomfort in everybody's faces. As much as I would've laughed and made it light-hearted, I was scared too. You can't just laugh about something when you're in literal hell. Looking at the wall in front of us, I noticed a huge gate from afar on the wall. My eyes narrowed as I stood up and helped everyone else.

"There's a gate over there. We might be able to get answers if we get in. As much as I don't want to, we'll die out here as much as in there." I pointed at the wall before looking at Felix, "Felix, if you could figure out which ring this is, it'd be great. Do you think we can be able to talk to the big boss of this ring and not get murdered?" I tried making a joke, but it sounded more low than funny. I didn't want to die in hell, I still had so much to live for.

"I- I... yeah- yeah. I got it." Felix's ears lowered, he seemed so uncomfortable. Who wouldn't? Being a living person in hell? Man...