Part One: Quod Fabula de Tribus

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ONE- When my childhood friend was sent to hell in a satanic sacrifice. I confessed to a family church friend who led me to the secret underground network of religious men where I volunteered to go to hell to save her. Even knowing the risks I still offered because I owed her this, since this was my fault she was in this mess in the first place. 

NI-My younger sister disappeared while visiting a friend in America. It's been five years since my family last saw her and all but I had given up hope to find her ever since I saw her one day while I was walking home. I know now that no one will believe or even help me on my mission to find her but I know something isn't right and when I find out what, they'll be sorry.

TRIBUS- I hate it here, I hate the climate, I everyone here but most of all I hate him. The only one worth staying in this literal hell hole is Tangi. Another reason why i'm protecting her from the bastard. Speaking of which is what i'm doing right now, "Get lost hell being!" "Make me, fallen asshole!" He glared as I glared back, "Come guys, calm down." Tangi said softly trying to keep the peace but we still loathed each other more then anyone here and that was saying something. 

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