Chapter two

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I was admiring a colony of ants they would all work together to make their little home. I would sit and watch for weeks wishing that someday I could have something like them, working with others to make a positive change, until all the sudden it happened. An army of wicked, evil, and demented looking figures came into my view through the gate. Over the horizon I saw them distinctively, an army of fiery demons, and that's exactly what they were. They were hissing and whispering, some yelling wildly. They were quite obviously separated into different categories or groups but all with the same leader. This leader was nothing like the rest he was truly pure evil I thought to myself. Oddly enough they were the first entity's to ever acknowledge me. Not a very good first impression for the leader, steps on the ants hard work and smashing more than half of them. the guts and limbs although smooshed and separated were moving and breathing and twitching in pain. The leader goes through the gate with ease passing through it like nothing was there,he then nods at me with little interest and opens the gate from the inside for his many companions.he told stories about an almighty and how he was wicked and unjust. That he tried to make things right and over throw him but things didn't work out. He and his followers were banished and forced to go here were I've been all this time. I found out very soon that he himself was the wicked one. He soon turned my lonely peaceful solitude into what people know as Hell. The beasts would do and say the most awful things to each other and it soon became evermore demented and nasty in my cave. The abundance of demons were separated into 7 groups (Pride, Lust, Greed, Envy, Gluttony, Wrath, and Sloth) Pride was always smiling the biggest smile ear to ear with blood red lips and dark beady eyes.Wrath may have been very well the scariest of them all their the only ones with horns besides their leader. they seemed to be angry at all times and had a glare that would pierce you like a knife,eyes of fire.each of the demon groups were distinctively different there group names determined three things the way they look the way they act and what they influence on other living people which I have yet to know have existed. The demons would leave the cave with permission from the leader known as Satan,which got me wondering."umm" yes? "Could you tell me more about the demons and what they were like?you are one of the only (entitys) left I can go to to ask the question" I suppose now we're did I stop,oh yes there is Pride Wrath and now Greed.the greed demons always have piercings all throughout there body dripping blood from ever unnecessary hole in their flesh. they would always have on accessories such as hats gloves watches anything of the sorts that would soak up the blood. Sloths were just different when compared to the others their eyes were huge,bulging and dark black,often with black goo sliding down their face from their gaping eye sockets,with long arms to drag behind them.each step was a burden to take,truly the most lazy creatures I've ever seen.Gluttony on the other hand were huge, I mean ginormous I didn't see them to often but when I did they were eating soul food as tho they have being starved and haven't eaten all their existence,stuffing their faces like incoherent pigs.Lust were the only women in the group of demons. Now all demons are tints of red but all lust demons were truly fire red with long black hair and dark purple eyes and fingernails like razors.and lastly there's Envy of all of them I could relate to them most.Their eyes were always moving from one place to another looking for another thing to envy, whispering to themselves that they weren't good enough that they needed to be..to be more.Truly,This is how Ive felt throughout my whole existence.*coughs.anyways, I saw the demons leaving the gates which got me thinking,how is it they are doing this. I had tried anything and everything I had known to get out of this,this hell.never would I have ever thought I would miss this place so much.

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