The Heir of Light and Dark

Chapter 1

There was darkness. There was nothing. He felt ash falling on top of him. He felt a cold, hard surface on his ass. He felt no ground on his feet. He was sitting when he opened his eyes. The young man was awake. All he remembered was two names: Samuel and John.

"Is that my name?" he thought to himself.

Everything else that he remembered was just information. Samuel remembered all the languages he knew. He remembered nature, science, and culture. Yet his actual memories; his memories of his own life and the people in it, were not there. It was almost as if the darkness he got rid of by opening his eyes was still there. His mind was still dark, but maybe Samuel had always been a dark person. Samuel John finally started to look around. The cold hard surface he was sitting on was a pillar, and it was not the only one. He seemed to be in a hallway that was completely covered in pillars, and yes, the walls were all kinds of pillars, each being unique in size. Ash was raining down and the entire place had a prominent blue hue that Samuel could not quite place. Yet still, the place felt quite warm. Samuel climbed down the pillar to reach the hallway. A lot of questions were starting to go around his head, but for now those questions would be unanswered. Samuel looked behind him and then in front of him,

"Which direction do I go?" he wondered as he looked around curiously. Samuel started singing to himself in a soft tone to calm himself down as he turned around and walked in that direction. After some singing, he reached a door. Though Samuel noticed that there were several cell doors in this hallway.

"What are they for?" After a bit of walking in the hallway and seeing some doors he decided to enter one of them. It wasn't a special looking door, it was merely a door he felt like opening.

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As Samuel opened the door he was greeted with a completely different scene. This transition almost made him feel like he was dreaming, maybe he was. Samuel John was now in an elevator, in front of him he saw a few couches, a piano, a bar, and a walkway that enters into what appears to be a bedroom. Where the bathroom is – or any other room – is a mystery. On the piano seat he saw a man with olive coloured skin, dark hair with a few grey ones. He was wearing golden arm braces, a black long sleeve shirt, and a grey non-sleeve shirt on top. His expression was stern and serious, his nose quite large, and his eyes a dark brown.

"Hello?" Samuel said as he walked into the room – or apartment – carefully and curiously. The man looked up,

"I haven't seen you before."

"Then surprise! I suppose." Said Samuel in a bitter and sarcastic tone. The man got up,

"I don't get surprised easily. Only my brother has managed to be surprise me once, that was also my doom."

"I didn't ask for your backstory Sherlock – now – where am I?" Honestly, did anyone expect Samuel to care at the moment?

"You're in Hell." Answered a female voice. Samuel turned around and he saw a woman. Samuel would've guessed the man was from Italy. However, this woman looked a lot more from South-Africa. Yet her hair wasn't black, it was actually a surprising light brown.

"And who are you?" asked Samuel.

"The name's Lilith. I see you already met Uriel. Don't worry, he's not dead, just a part of the torture in this room." Samuel instantly got various questions in his mind. One of the major ones was who exactly Lilith or Uriel is. Another was:

"How exactly is there torturing happening in this room?"

"Oh you're not supposed to be tortured in here sweetie. Uriel's brother, Lucifer, is supposed to repeatedly kill him with Azrael's blade in this room." Samuel looked at Lilith with a confused look and asked in a quick pace,