Man, this story though. I have to take some time out and really look at the fact that I’m recounting how I was in Hell. But how do we define Hell? Is it only a place, a situation, or both? Many of us still exist in our own hells. We are the prisoner and also the guard. Our thoughts and actions are governed by a fear of Hell. But pray do tell what makes you think that Hell is for the wrong doers? I mean, in a test do you fail because of thinks gotten wrong or things not gotten right? Surely the one that gets 99% right has gotten something wrong and, if we look at things gotten wrong, deserves the same curse as the one that got 99% wrong. But that’s not the nature of Hell and Life my friend. We fail our tests because we didn’t get enough things right. Our gods despise us not because of our sin, but because of our lack of repentance, faith, worship etc. Do not be governed by fear, cause then you will never receive jubilation. The freest man is free in body, mind, and spirit. When one of the three is gaoled, the others suffer. Yes, we did not deserve to be through in Hell and our have our people killed, but we did nothing. There was no right on our part. Keep that in mind.
A callous heart is one without feeling. That’s how I began to feel during my time in Hell. Yes, for some people did my heart bleed, but others just deserved their fate in my eyes. I have no right to judge.
The corpses that were about on the floors of the Elimination Chamber were vile in odour. I felt my intestines turn in utter disgust. The odour was so putrid that even the demons began to complain amongst themselves.
‘Throw them in the fires,’ said one of them.
I was oh so grateful that they were getting rid of them, and also alarmed as it meant that the chamber would be more spacious; giving the demons the capacity to pounce. For the time being, we were cradle in a dark corner.
‘We have to move!’ said Anastasia. She had grown up in front of my very eyes. I don’t know, I guess fear has that kind of empowering effect.
‘Through the Belly do we come out,’ answered Calypso.
We were nearly out of Hell! If we were to escape the chamber, we had to battle the demons. They stood in front of all exits, including the one that led to the Belly.
‘Now how is this going down?’ I asked semi-rhetorically.
No one of us (Anastasia, Ngi, and I) had the means, even collectively, to go against the legion of demons that waited ahead of us. The demons had home-field advantage. They probably knew Hell like the back of their nasty hands.
‘Calypso,’ asked Ngi ‘you have a plan right?’
It had become second nature to look at Calypso whenever in doubt.
‘The demon’s greatest weakness is greed,’ she returned; her eyes focused on the legion ‘if one or two of us go in front of them, instead of one or two of them, they will all want to come for us. That is when we escape.’
But who was going to stand in front of the legion? I was destined to die according to Calypso, Anastasia had speed, Calypso could probably predict the battle, and Ngi had a charming effect kind of thing.
‘Fine, I’ll go,’ I volunteered.
‘I’ll go with,’ added Anastasia, but we stopped her because we needed her speed and agility to quickly open the entrance into the Belly.
‘I’ll stay, you go with the child,’ said Calypso to Ngi.
As we stepped out of our hideout, Calypso and I, we positioned ourselves directly in front of the legion. I did not know whether we were to fight or not. The plan wasn’t the best. The moment was ominous to say the least. And then it happened... a legion of demons was upon us. It wasn’t the most horrific scene, it was very much incoherent. The demons were more on themselves than us. Every second was killed by another out of greed.
‘Be still,’ said Calypso ‘it’s almost over’. We were not far out from our point of origin, my candles lit up, and Calypso with daggers. I know my candles sound foolish, but my logic was sane. Demons hate light. The daggers were cool and ambitious. The only problem for them is that she had to get close to stab. Demon blood flooded the floor.
The entrance to the Belly was later opened. We ran in through the demons. My candles were efficient and the daggers the double version of efficient: doubly-efficient.
That is how we escaped the chamber; not through our own elimination, but through the conquering of demons.
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Helga (unedited)
FantasíaIt has been a couple of years since the death of Earth. People now exist on the other planets; mainly Mercury, Mars, and Uranus. In Mercury, a boy befriends Helga, the sister of Aquarius, Gale, and Terra. Helga has a few surprises in store for the y...
