My Scary Stories

Descended

I felt the metal tool pierce into my skin, breaking the flesh with a sharp pain. I tried to focus on what He wanted, and He told me everything would be alright for His children. Their Sins would be vanquished by me. I would save all of them. All of us!

I tried to ignore the feeling of being hammered against a tree, but my mother's cries pierced the sky as I made my final proclamation.
As my final breath took place, I felt a blast of peace. Finally peace.

Until I felt the fire next. It burned my already melting flesh. I heard the demonic laughter as I felt eternal damnation.

This wasn't the plan! I was meant to sit at the right hand of my Father!
Why am I being descended into hell?