A Long Time Passed In Hell...
"No! No! I can't stand it. Forgive me..." a person was pleading to another person whose face was looking like a boar. That extortioner looked at him with his blazing eyes. Then start whipping him more forcefully.
Screams and pain were everywhere in hell. Where nobody can taste the peace of death. Once one dies, the hellish soil starts regenerating him with its torturing method.
Between this hellish scenery, one man was hung by a rope. Over the lava pool. Exotioners were cutting his limbs, whipping his back. His bones became visible. They used flies to make his wounds more painful.
But nothing brought his scream. Zinor was just hung there with a face that lost the power to express pain. Emotionless. Like his soul gave up to all his pains.
Slash!
An extortioner cut his neck and threw it away on the hellish soil. Even though Zinor's head got cut off, his face was emotionless.
His body started to regenrate. The burning hell was recreating his body. The pain was too much to bear. Zinor's eyes widend. Though he lost ability to scream, his eyes were pleading for mercy.
He was gasping air as soon as his body regnreted fully. He sat on the burning rock. It was at least less hotter than soil.
"Looks like you are in pain..." a voice came to Zinor. He looked at the person. A man with tattered clothes was talking to him.
"Who.. are... you?" Zinor said giving him a hopeless look. That person replied " Holding your pains only increase your suffering. You should try to show that you are in pain, or their torture's brutality keep rising."
Zinor heard him."My... soul... gave.. up." Zinor said like his body was on its last words. "I think we will witness a sunrise today." He mumbled. Zinor asked surprisingly, "What.. are.. you talking about... All of A Sudden? "
Shak!
Suddenly, a blade struck Zinor, piercing his body. Blood came out of his mouth. "These.. swines!.." cursing these extortioners, Zinor fell on the ground.
He was panting heavily. Blood oozes from wound. Vision started getting blurry. Then the hell started regenerating his body with much more pain.
"Ahhh!!!" he screamed. His surrenderd soul still wanting to resist.
That man looked at the bloody red sky and mumbled, "Here he comes..."
"What is happening?" A person with red skin, holding a liquor filled golden glass, said, looking at the sky of hell.
A gaurd came running to him. Kneeling down, he said, "Master Maul, one person is here to meet you."
That red skinned person frowned and looked up. Then shouted,"What do you want!? Agara!!"
A green thunder struck roof of the palace and pierced through it, landing on the floor Maul was standing. Yet no casualties happened. An old man was standing with the help of a stick. His body wasn't trembling but guards were.
Maul said, "Agara, what brings you to hell? How many more laws will you break?"
That old man, Agara looked at his surroundings then start talking, "Sorry for this intrusion Maul, the punisher of hell. I got an odreal, the divine order, to take one person from the 1st hell to the Second Life."
Maul gave him a stare. Then he said, "So Judgmentor's minions did some mistakes, I guess. But anyway I can't disobey the odreal." Then with a silence, Maul continued, "So who is this person?"
Agara replied with a faint amusement,
" Nukera Doman Dora."
Maul's eyes widend in shock, his fists clenched in anger. He said,"Ok! Follow me. I, myself, will show you where he is."
Agara agreed, and they walk to the exit way of Palace.
A gaurd of Maul whispered to his companion gaurd, "Hey, who is this old man?" The other gaurd said,"I don't know, but i can't stop shaking after his arrival."
Both of them stared Agara untill he walked out of their sight with Maul.
On the other hand. An extortioner caught Zinor. He was kneeling down on the ground with a sword pierced through his chest. His breathing was heavy. Murmuring, "Please..."
Hearing his words the extortioner grab his ear and, with a pull, tore it.
Zinor fell on ground holding his blood oozing wound. Fear was fairely distributed on his face.
He dragged his body toward that tattered-clothes guy. "Please.. Save me..." Zinor, once so-called devil, is pleading to a guy who is looking not better than a begger himself.
That guy exhaled. Then looked toward Zinor with a graceful eyes. "Me? Shoud I.. help You? Or You should help... Yourself?" saying this that guy looked at the sky.
He said,"Sun rises for them who can rise from slumber. Now it is your disicion. Choose one thing, Agatsu— Freedom... or Hell."
Zinor said, "What is the mean—" Before he could finish the gaurd grab his hair and pulled Zinor, dragging him away from that guy.
"Come Agara..." Maul came forward to a huge stone. A person was getting whipped by burning hunter. He was larger than human size.
Seeing Maul the extortioner stopped torturing. "Ha..h!!..." He started breathing heavily. He was holding his pain.
Maul walk forward and kicked his head. "Oi hellish bug! Stand up!" Maul ordered. Nukera moved his head up to see.
Jhak!
Maul stomped his face under his feet. "How dare you? Looking at me? You hellish junk! " Maul exclaimed.
He was about to crush Nukera's face. A palm held his shoulder. Maul turned back. "What is—" his words stop seeing the green glowing eyes of Agara. His eyes were indicating his rage for hurting a person who was mistakenly in hell.
Agara said, "CAN I TAKE HIM, NOW? Maul."
Maul moved his feet from Nukera's face and said,"Ok... I will drop you to the exit." Then ordered Extortioner, "Realese him. It is an Odreal. He will follow us to the exit."
The extortioner was dragging Zinor toward a burning field which was nest of human-faced beetle bugs. Zinor understood that. He couldn't forget those bugs though it was years ago.
"Stop! Stop it!" Zinor started jerking, resisting extortioner's intentions. But extortioner ignored him and tightened his grip. He was climbing a hill dragging Zinor. From whose top he will throw Zinor to crawling depths of flesh-eater bugs.
That tattered-cloth-wearing guy inhales the hellish air. Then exhaled it. "It is near... I can feel it. The sun is going to rise."
"Leave me!!! You can't do it to me!!" Zinor was screaming, hysterically to free himself from extortioner's grip as they were now at top of the hill.
He was going to throw Zinor down. The bug were crawling down his feet.
All of a sudden, flash back of that guy's talk hit Zinor's mind. With trembling hands Zinor hold the hand of extortioner.
Then. After a long time. He roard. Zinor raged,gripping the extortioner's arm. He forcefully turned back. This action made the extortioner trip. He fell from that hill. He grabbed Zinor's to resist the fall.
His grip tightened. "Aagh!!" Zinor screamed but his pain turned into anger. He clawd extortioner's arm. Upper skin of the extortioner's arm got peeled, then blood came, after that flesh got gnawed out. Zinor was clawing his arm like a animal.
But he did not know, hell's extortioner don't feel pain. His grip just tightned pulling Zinor's hair with his skin.
Zinor finally reached to his bones and with two hands power he broke that. Extortioner's hand got dismantle. He fell on the field.
Zinor was panting. He looked at him from the top of hill.
A sound of crawling came. 10 no, 20 no, 50 no, 100 no more than 100 of human-faced flesh-eating beetles were crawling. Rapidly. They were crawling to the extortioner. Then lung at him. Tearing flesh, throwing pieces everywhere. They only left the bones of him.
"What was that?" Maul mumbled to himself. Standing before the hell's exit. Agara was about to dispatch. Hearing something he turned toward Maul. "Does something occur?" Agara asked.
"Nothing!" replied to Agara, Maul jumped deep into hell. Ignoring the scream of sinners, he was going deeper.
Agara looked at Nukera. "Can you wait for a bit?" Zinor asked. Nukera who was confused, nodded his head.
Agara then looked at the depth of hell. He said, "It is time..." His body started to glow. That old man slowly transformed, dropping his age.