𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 & 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 | 𝐃.𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 [𝟏]

𝐨𝐧𝐞.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞⁠—𝐒𝟒 𝐄𝟏: 𝐋𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

❝︎I will not make the same mistakes that you did...❞︎

𝟷𝟾𝚃𝙷 𝚂𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝟸𝟶𝟶𝟾—𝙿𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙰𝙲, 𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙾𝙸𝚂

I WENT TO HELL AND BACK. Literally.

For those who had the gratification of never being there, hell is just a concept. I couldn't put into words just how appalling my time there was. There is no possible way to explain how atrocious it was and the terrible torture―I never got a break. I had been through many unexplainable things in my many days in hell and there is no way that anybody can truly understand the agony of reliving the most dreadful ways to die over and over again. It never stopped.

I remember my skin peeling off, layer by layer until I was left with nothing but my remains. I remember my body hanging on by chains as I had pins forced into every centimeter of my body. I remember being slashed and stabbed into my most delicate parts as I bled excessively, never being able to escape the extreme pain. I remember the flames of the fire that ignited burning my body and my bones until there was nothing left but ash. I remember every part of my body being cut or even ripped off, starting with my fingernails.

And that is just to name a few of the most prevalent torture methods used in the pit. I, unfortunately, had it―at least―ten times worse. I had only spent nine months in hell; however, it felt as if it had been ninety years. The first fifty years were unbearable as it was, and I thought there was no possible way it could have gotten any worse. I was wrong. In the next thirty years, I found an ambition, someone who aided me in holding onto my humanity.

For the first eighty years, I had spent in hell, one demon that loved torturing me―Alistair, his name was, made me an offer every single day, after every single torture. "I'll put down my knife if you pick one up," I recalled the words that he whispered into my ear―the offer I never failed to refuse―that was always followed by a death glare and the most solid rejections ever.

"Sorry, my stupid was amputated last week."

"When Hell freezes over."

"Unless your name is Matthew McConaughey, and your question is 'Will you marry me,' then my answer will be no."