The Final War

Chapter 1: Satan's Uprising

    The burning depths of hell, ruled by evil, are the holding grounds of Satan's army. Day by day, souls are poisoned, tainted, and deceived. The demon tricks each, making them fight to side with evil, and they never see it.
    Each day, souls arrive in the deep fires, burning and screaming, begging for their soul to be with God, but their souls belong to Satan. They are now part of the evil army.
    Satan has spent hundreds of years growing his army, training them for the war that will soon come. People are considered recruits, in which Satan takes pick. God only takes those who aren't tainted, who aren't poisoned, but in recent times, Satan has tainted more people than there are good.
    His army shall be a force of power, a force of fear, a force of evil. The devil has mastered God's skills and used them in his evil agenda.
    God can't stop this growth of evil, he can only take the souls of those that choose to fight for good, those that live life without hate and anger, those that want evil destroyed.
    The greatest war to ever partake in history will never be seen, unless you are fighting in it. It happens in another dimension, a dimension that can only be reached by death alone.
    The end of the world is near and Satan will put his all to strengthen his army. He works throughout day and night to conquer the minds and souls of the witty and naive.
    Throughout the world, music has plagued the minds of all who listen. The words, the feel, it's a drug, a drug that alters people in ways that they never see.
    They become encouraged to do evil things without a second thought of their sin. The drugs they do, the adultery they commit, the carelessness they have for others, the jealousy that overcomes them, the fighting they affiliate with, it all comes down to a sin and nobody care.
    Satan brings his evil through the air, through the radio, through television, and through phones, corrupting the minds of the innocent and weak.
    The evil spreads like a virus and disease, through contact and speech, through blood and life. Evil will always be near you, as you sit naive, and once you touch it, it flows through your heart and takes control.
     All the riots rage, from anger and judgment, the sinning only grows day by day as Satan takes hold. Under their feet, hell blazes and torments all the weak until they give in to his demands. They can't take the pain he drives through them, tearing and ripping at their hearts.
    Evil flows through all the world's governments, takes controls and uses them to craft the world in front of their eyes. The land is black, but they only see white. The land is enslaved, but they only see freedom. The land is ablaze, but they only see the sky.
    The kingdom of Satan has grown quite large, large enough for him to make a stand with God. If God doesn't claim the rest of the untainted souls soon, he won't stand a chance. It may even be too late.
    Satan, being a lone leader just as God, must forge his plan to take over this dimension. Once his army has the power, he will take to the heavens and unleash his might. He will have to kill God himself.
    The flames burn, the screams rage hotter than the fire, as Satan sits upon his throne, watching the new recruits burn, begging for release.
    He asks one man, "Do you wish to be freed from your torture?" The man, set ablaze, screams in his torment. He answers, "Yes, please, let me go! I beg you!" The evil, wicked laugh of Satan rages through the flames, an evil laugh, a satisfied laugh. Then he asks, "Is it your wish to be free?" The man screams, "Yes, that is my wish!"
    The man of evil stands, grabbing his trident and stepping from his throne. His long tail flips through the air, smacking against the stone ground. His horns are grand, strong and sturdy. His skin, dark red, becomes glazed by the fire's light.
    He gradually steps toward the man as he is pleased by the screams that engulf him. It's like each step he takes is slower than the last, more pleasurable too.
    The man sits on the ground before him, burning, screaming, and crying. Then Satan asks again, "Do you wish to end your torture?" The man can't help but cry and beg for the torment to end, "Yes, I beg you! I'll do anything you want!"
    That's how Satan likes it. Their screaming and begging, then the ultimate sacrifice, their will. Now Satan has their word against them and they shall fight by his side or be tormented for eternity.
    He grips the trident with his red, clawed hand. Gazing into the eyes of the pathetic man at his feet. Satan points the trident at the man's chest, then lunges through the chest of the man, through his heart. The man yells as the grin forms across that wicked face. He pulls the man from the fire and removes the trident.
   Starring down at the man, he speaks, "Now you will follow my orders. You will obey me at all times, unless you want to spend an eternity burning in hell."
    The calm darkness of his voice clashes with the fire. Not a single soul missed his words and they knew they must do the same, obey the evil king.
    Satan then goes back to his throne, sitting down with his mistresses. He stares deep into the fire, thinking of how to overcome God and his kingdom.