The mountain screams in agony as hundreds of humanoid monster crawl on its skin. The mountain is an amalgamation of alive creatures that are known as sinned souls.
What is their sin? Death. When a God's child (a human) dies then a sinned soul crawls out of them or born from them.
The humanoid monster that are crawling on this mountain monster are also humans. But they're the chosen humans. Humans that are chosen by the Gods. Such a terrible thing to happen.
Any human who is chosen is bound to become a monster. A chosen human desire violence, evil, love, death and freedom.
Humans like these are abandoned or killed at a very young age. But those who survive come to at the center of hell that is filled with sinned souls and murderous chosen humans.
This may as well be heaven for these creatures.
Violence is addiction that is creeping up into their spine. The mountain monster screams even louder. The sky trembles, land shakes, chosen human's eardrums burst and time itself wavers.
Then the hell comes forth.
Mountain's body expands in a way that it dares to crush all chosen humans in one go. However, nobody is crushed and they move forwards while attacking all parts of the sinned soul.
There is no disciple in their attacks or a tactic. It is just mindless bloodshed that cannot be replicated. These monsters only desire to kill and kill all that dare to come in their way.
These chosen humans even attack each other. Why? Well, for more violence and chaos. There are few who work together. But that number is too little and insignificant.
The mountainous sinned soul and chosen human's battle lasted for months and months. It was a battle that changed the landscape and took many chosen human's lives.
In the end, half of mountain sinned soul died. Rest escaped to one day again turn itself into a whole mountain again.
However, this event was just one of many battles in hell. Chosen humans die in hundreds. It is nothing special or unique. Death is a sin that they will do one day and turn into another of the sinned soul.
It is just a cycle. Chosen kills the sinned and then die to become the sinned soul again. Later, another Chosen will kill that sinned soul and all will repeat itself again.
This hell is a strange place in this world. It is hated by ordinary humans but loved by Chosen humans. And Gods have no opinion about anything. They're far too vast to worry about the world these humans live inside.
Chosen fight against sinned souls or among themselves. Why? To kill time. There isn't much else to do in hell.
One of these Chosen human is in combat with another of its kind after battling the mountainous sinned soul. Both Chosen desires to kill each other. There is bloodlust in their eyes and weapons in their hands.
This Chosen human's name is Skin. Her flesh is burnt and there are many scars on her body. Her hair is black and there is a bright grin on her face that is impossible to ignore. It is like she is enjoying this violent battle. She loves this hell so very much.
Her weapon is an ordinary polearm.
She uses her polearm against her opponent. Her fighting style is wild and incomprehensible. There is no rhythm. It is a chaotic battling style that shouldn't work but it does as it is used to overpower her opponents with impossible to predict strikes.
Her opponent is at a disadvantage as he is using a sword. It is easier to see that a weapon with long reach is more advantageous against someone who is using a short reach weapon.
Her opponent takes massive damage from Skin's polearm. However, the man takes the opportunity and attacks the polearm instead of the one who is wielding it.
Strangely enough polearm is damaged significantly. The action looks impossible to be done by an ordinary human. But chosen humans have terrifying strength. They can do inhumane feats that looks implausible.
Skin weapon is half broken and may become unusable if she continues. The man looks significantly hurt as well. His left shoulder is dislocated and few of his rips are also broken. He is breathing raggedly and has his eyes set on Skin. He won't let her of his sight.
Her grin grows even wider and the weapon that looked broken. Now repairs itself in an odd and incomprehensible way. It is impossible to tell if there is more material added to repair the damaged part of the polearm.
That sure just break some laws of the universe.
Every Chosen is given a blessing by their God. Skin's blessing is healing or repairing anything that she loves dearly. Let's call her ability Love Heal.
She loves her weapon and thought of it ever breaking is heartbreaking. However, her heart won't be broken as her weapons always fixes themselves in her hands. She loves her polearm a lot. Her polearm's name is Dicky. Such an innocent and cute name.
The man watches Skin as her weapon is repaired in under three seconds. His survival chances don't look high.
Despite that there is no fear on his face. There is actually no expression on his face that should explain his current situation. He actually just looks quite bored. Or listless.
Skin speaks.
"Were you chosen by the listless God? Tell me? I just want to confirm, you see."
The man just stares in her direction with little to no interest or change in his expression. It is impossible to tell what is he thinking or is he even thinking about anything at all.
"That is fine too…"
Skin moves with explosive speed. The man notices her movements but he is too slow to make his own move. He can see the danger but his body isn't fast enough to react to it.
In no time, she is on top of him and he is fallen on the ground. Maybe few more bones have broken.
The man expressions are still of boredom. It doesn't look like he cares if he dies but that isn't true. He is strong and have attacks that can damage someone significantly if someone gets hit.
It is just his misfortune to encounter someone who has an advantage of reach and an blessing that can repair weapons. She is an opponent that had an advantage over him. His defeat isn't surprising.
When it looked like he is going to die now. Skin leans closer and kisses him on the lips with her own burnt off lips.
The man's flesh is torn off at many parts of his body. Including his lower right side of the lips that are a mess. It is fair to say that their first kiss wasn't the post pleasing or perfect.
As the kiss is done. Skin asks him a question.
"Do you think I am beautiful or am I more on the cuter side? Tell me?"
Skin wonders about that question because she can see herself in his dark black eyes. The question came into her head out of nowhere and she really do wonder about it time to time.
Is she beautiful or is she more on the cute woman side?
But why is she asking this question to her opponent out of nowhere? And why did she kiss him? Is this love at first side? Or is this because she is at that age now? She wants to believe that it is the former.
The man stares back in her bright red eyes without any expressions. Even the bored look is gone from his face.
He sighs in his mind and wonders how should he be reply to that question. The answer of this question may save his life.