To Hell and Back

To Hell and Back

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(Warning: this is a story with strong manxman themes) The demons that lurk in the night offer a way out to the humans that seek them. Soul Swapping has become a popular method of escape in which one's soul is transferred into another person's body, while that person's soul is then transferred into the former's old body. Dangerous as it is, one basically has a new chance at life. John Cromwell Jr. is the son of a prominent anti-demon senator who doesn't seem to worry all that much about the danger around him. But, after he wakes up in a body that is not his own, he does the unthinkable: enlist in the help of a retired Soul Swapper to help get revenge and retrieve his body--at a personal cost of course.
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Insanity was bred in the pits of Hell. Emeri Marcello was a deep believer in that. His sole empire clawed away at a being, tearing apart their mind, leaving only a mess of tatters and blood in their wake. There was no escape. Be it the surface world, or the gnarled mangroves of his very mind. There was no solace, no solitude. How was one ever expected to survive against the call of the damned when locked away in such a monstrous prison? Emeri had never fantasised of anything else. A ruler in his own right, a king amongst paupers, with a domain of flame and sin at his fingertips. What else could there possibly be? He had pets to entertain him, to bleed for him, to fall at bended knee to his every command. What else might possibly tempt him away from the sickening reality he had come to know? Boredom, perhaps. The petulance of a neglected child, feeding the impulse of an arrogant adolescent. One simple choice, one eternal decision, that had been Emeri's fate. His path changed. Not in a fit of rage, nor some wrathful tantrum, in that tiny verdict that had whispered to him from the very darkest part of himself. From the abhorrent version of his own normality to something new, something interesting... Someone interesting...

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