A cold fury builds inside of me, as I soar downwards, and suddenly a searing pain shoots and laces through my entire body. I thump, and barely register the air no longer passing by my bare body because all I can feel is the burning, excruciating pain eating my body alive. I don't understand how I can not be totally burned completely alive my body nothing but a shriveled shell, yet I can still feel my individual limbs connected to body, but I am just a heartbroken shell of nothing. I feel them connected to my body, and am surprised they let me keep them.
I can't even see anything all I can see nothingness. It is incomprehensible how much pain I am suffering through, but suddenly I can hear a voice that must only be in my head, because it doesn't seem to echo, or even sound like a normal voice.
It is coarse, and it sounds like it doesn't belong, like it could never belong anywhere, "I see he has sent you down to me. Always fun, and now I can do whatever I wish I like with you."
I growl even through the pain, and he laughs, "Nice a feisty one, wow, I haven't had one in such a long time, but for you I will do something that will not only cause you more pain, but it can also amuse me, so I can see how you react to every event." he laughs, and the voice fades away, and I crumple to the ground no longer willing to stand since I have no one to be bold, or strong for anymore.
Suddenly, there's a burst of light, and that's when the onslaught of memories comes rolling through my mind in fast-forward, until it gets to the time when it all started, and suddenly I am reliving it all, even with the pain interlacing it's way into the pieces that were once my heart. And I am back into the day that started the ball rolling that lead me to hell....
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FantasyHi, I'm Damon, the last name doesn't really matter anymore. I have to tell my story. I mean I don't really have a choice. So here it is, reporting straight from hell.