"You were a terrible person when you were alive,so now that you're dead,karma has come for yo-!"
"Stop reading your shitty poetry & just fucking kill me would ya?!You're so annoying!"
"Hey!I'm the one in charge here!Don't talk to me like that!"
"You're not the boss of me,I'll talk to you however I want"
"No wonder nobody liked you when you were alive!You're a brat!"
"Mmm~not to mention all of the other reasons~"
"Shut up!"
Grunts filled the room as the teenagers arm was cut deeply by the demon.
"That shut you up,eh?"
"Not really"He responded flatly.
He has become the plaything of one of hells guards.At first he wasn't in the slightest bit pleased but it strangely didn't bother him much anymore.Over the 2 months he had already been dead,he had learned a lot about hell,it wasn't like how the mortals thought it was.
Hell is like living in a dangerous neighborhood,you have to be careful about what you do or say, but people are rarely tortured like how hell is guessed to be.
This was an exception,a guard found the teen wondering around & they became quick friends,but another guard found out.When he found out,he hunted the teen down & locked him up to be his puppet.It didn't seem to be working like he had hoped & that angered the demon substantially.
It had been a little over a month since he was taken to the castle, the current place he was being tortured.He was only in one room, it was a dark,rusty,smelly, disgusting room filled with different weapons that were used on the teen.
The demon wanted him to scream,to plead for mercy,that was what he'd been after from the very beginning,but it hadn't happened.As much as he'd hurt him,the teen,Daniel,never showed it effected him too much,he'd growl,hiss,& grunt,but he refused to scream.
To Daniel,screaming was useless. What would it accomplish?It would just tell the world that they've gotten to you,that they've won...who ever they were...?He refused to give in,at least not yet, not while he was still in his right mind,though that was quickly fading.His mind was becoming more foggy everyday,it wasn't because of the pain,no,it was because he didn't handle places like that well.A small,old,blood scented room,it certainly wasn't his cup of tea.
"You rotten little-"
"Attican!Come here!I have the coolest thing to show you!"A familiar voice called from outside the door,which soon slammed open.In rushed an excited demon holding a piece of crystal,though the shiny item was soon forgotten & he stopped dead in his tracks as he looked upon the scene in front of him.
His two friends,one a demon gaurd,the other a wondering soul, both staring at him.
Attican stared at his friend in surprise,he hadn't expected him to be back from his duties for another couple hours.
"Wha-...What are you doing Atti?" He stuttered,his eyebrows knitting together in confusion.
"I-I..."Attican didn't know how to answer that question,he didn't intend on Azual ever finding out about his little game with the boy.
Daniel shifted awkwardly,not knowing how to handle this situation,he felt like he was intruding on something.
"He...He's a menace Azual.I'm getting rid of him"Attican spoke calmly,this lit a flame inside of Azual.
"He isn't a menace!Don't call him that!He's my friend!"Azual yelled, angrily,people had already started to gather around the doorway.
"I thought I was your friend!" Attican growl defensively.
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The Divine Monster
FantasyA boy named Daniel dies & is sent to hell for his crimes,he is taken by one of hells guards. The gaurd tortures him until Daniel finally breaks & nearly kills him. The king takes interest in him when he nearly kills the guard. From there,he climbs u...