To Hell and Back - Afterdeath [UNDER EDITING]

Chapter 16||Error//Systems not responding

I am so sorry it was so cringe I couldn't even look at this book for a while.

"Error?"

He turned to face the black boned skeleton, "Error!" He smiled, his golden halo seeming to brighten by the second before embracing him into a hug.

The two star crossed lovers embraced, rolling through the field of flowers.

"Error, why are you here?"

Error hesitated, examining his lover. A white robe wrapped around his thin body, and his rainbow tinted wings sticking out behind him.

"I can't visit my hubby?" He laughed, embracing him once again. This time Ink examining the black wings sticking out of his back, demon like, just like what Error was like.

"I love you."

"I love you more."

-

Geno rubbed the cloth against the table, wiping away any remaining dust and dirt. Huffing before turning around and screaming in surprise.

"Khloe! You surprised me," He sighed, and the younger giggled. "Sorry, now Geno. I have a question."

"Ask away." He said, turning back around to dust off the rest of the furniture.

"What does it feel like to have feelings?"

-

Reapers fingers danced on the window sill as he sat motionless, gazing out the window as rain pattered down on the castle.

Yes, it rains in hell.

People misunderstood hell, punishment and eternal suffering was put in a different place. Where Reaper handled business, while the nicer plain. Where life sprouted everywhere and everything looked normal was the other plain. Where demons lived and people who's crimes weren't that bad resided.

Though they had to go to school everyday, just like in the human world.

He didn't care about Geno. Reaper liked him, sure, he was good looking and had to admit was sexually satisfying.

But demons rarely felt anything.

The seven deadly sins usually played a part in anything they felt.

Wrath, Pride, Envy, Lust, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony.

Incubuses and succubuses still existed in hell. Though they often spent their time in the human world.

Khloe as an example.

There were many eyebrow raises when Reaper made her one of his generals, many though a sexually obsessed pyromaniac wouldn't be a good right hand woman.

He sighed, rolling his eyes and groaning. Maybe he did like Geno, but he wasn't ready for that yet.

Commitment is not something that appears out of thin air.

I'm so sorry. I'll make a chapter on why this took so long.