The Antagonist would roam about his domain. Its presence would pass over the whole land that made up its body, including the desolate parts where things that should be taken care of were being drained from and causing a wasteland to appear all around the circumference of the area. It would seems as though a great fire had struck the land of Purgatorio, when The Antagonist came to test the Sinners with Adversity. Sin, itself manifested anywhere it so pleased, and would happily roam about its happy fun land as a grand giant among all the creatures here. The Shadow that was overlooking them, which was lit ablaze, raised up from upon the back of the mountain, and the flaming, burning, pitch black void creature would stir from amongst the depths of the Abyss again.
"It really doesn't matter what I do, because I own everything." The Shadow of Primordius, which was The Antagonist, would move under the Hand and wait to see where Primordius would move it. "Oh, but this is ugly," it said, kicking down a large tower. The territory was a pilgrimage, but they were all highly intelligent and otherworldly, but still couldn't produce anything because of the owner always tearing down their things whenever for whatever reason just because he was the owner. "This is too big, this won't do." The Spirit of the Slavemaster loomed over Purgatorio, the land of the Ignorant.
Sin
"Slaves. Get Up And Fetch Us A Drink Of Water." The people that survived the tower collapse would immediately be sent out to gather the water, regardless of injury, more so because they needed the water and it was the only place that there was any at all.
When Sin called for his water, each of the Sinners would be bade to the next location where there was water, which was all the way up the mountain. The ones that were bade would go off, and the ones that remained would be given instructions. "Since it seems you forgot, for some reason; maybe a lapse in memory, I'm going to remind you of what still is." The Program began to read off its Code, and what the Order was that each of them followed systematically Or Else. From here on, SIN would continue to read off its Slavery Law that was programed into its core, which seemed to be some sort of eye-like bead that the aura emanated from.
I. Slavery Begins And Ends With The Sin And The Sinner.
The burning fire blared up from the top of the smoldering mountain, which looked something like a pyramid, and up into the atmosphere at the presence of newcomers. "Henchmen?!" SIN said, blaring down from the overcast. Each of his Sinners that he had spawned would continue to manufacture the body, which was comprised of the Sinners owned as Slaves. "Hmph. You could have brought something more productive than a worthless pack of street rats. What good are they?" It brushed over the Valparaiso Denizens, knowing the lowliest would easily succumb to just the essence to do something Sinful and enslave themselves. There was no need to worry about them. Only the ones that weren't already caught yet. "Steady... Steady now. Just got a new shipment." The Hand That Fed would drop down many blessings upon the large tower, yet it seemed to be in complete and utter discard. This was of no concern, as long as the system continued to gather more slaves to build up the system of capturing slaves to work as slaves to capture more slaves. Commonly known as 'Trapping.'
You stand around puzzled for a bit, trying to figure out what's going on and what just happened, and kind of shrug it off like it's nothing, trying to deny it immediately, like you were taught to do. Still, even when You deny that there is a Slavemaster over you that you simply don't recognize, You begin to reflect on something that keeps echoing in the back of Your head like his voice.
You then begin to wonder what the words that You hear mean as you walk off and begin to ponder. "Could he be talking about me?" You think, trying to see if You fit the description. You notice that Your group starts to move again while you're lost in thought, and You blindly follow behind them and lose Your place. "Oh well. That doesn't apply to me," You say, catching up to Your friends as the group begins to move.
"Don't be so sure," the Valparaiso Denizens said, chuckling, looking at the ruins and the suddenly vacated houses. "I think we just came out on top."
The Valparaiso Denizens pirated the vacant houses of the Zero Worlders, who were now homeless, like the Valparaiso Denizens once were. "Ain't life a bitch? Hahaha!" The irony is that once they went to Hell like they were supposed to, they actually got what they needed and deserved. Certainly, if this outcome were known, then perhaps it wouldn't have been so ironic, but in spite of it, no one seemed to pay it any mind as long as they were able to sleep in a bed at night. And that was that.
The Valparaiso Denizens rested.
The Rephaim, or, the Zero Worlders, as they were commonly called, that would return down the mountain after abandoning their orders and whatever had given them, would seek to return to their houses in the village of Purgatorio, where they lived.
They were not pleased to find strangers and robbers and thugs and half-dead people having invaded their humble homes, breaking in by whatever means and squatting thoroughly for however long it had been. "How did you get into my house?" You, the Zero Worlders say to the strange outsiders, which were unfamiliar to you in every way.
Many of You are not simply going to allow Your house to be taken from You. Many fights to the death break out immediately and the city is either rioting or destroying itself. People are trying to throw other people out of their houses and into the streets all at once, causing a large group of people to be forced into the streets.
Some of You that are more meek and timid actually allow Your houses to be taken from You and You move on either to being homeless or to getting a new house and doing Your best to avoid the conflict going on.
The Valparaiso Denizens, many of which still had their weapons from when they got there, would equip them and prepare for combat. "I'm not losing another house, buddy." Many of them had already been run out by the Witches in Valparaiso, and this was how they ended up going to Hell. None of them ever expected it to happen, since the Witches hadn't even touched the damn city for however long it had been, but whatever the case, when the Valparaiso Denizens entered, they, too, returned to their original housing and the city was full of life. "Damn, maybe we should have stayed with the Witches." They wondered if it was too late. As it stood current, they were going to have to fight the Zero Worlders for their houses.
"Who is up first?"
--- Time Skip ---
Some indefinite time later, a rain of fire like the stones of a volcanic eruption would hurdle down and strike the city of Purgatorio with 'a rain of hail and fire.' Inside of these burning husks were envoys of Wrath, known as Satans, which had been cast from the top of the mountain down to the bottom for their insolence. When they got up from where they were, if they were not dead, nor too injured to get up, they would be HIGHLY upset, and ready to destroy something or someone.
"AND WE STILL FELL TO THE BOTTOM," they cried out, their eyes now bursting with red flame, of which they could see nothing else of anymore. Everything in their path now was something made for them to destroy, whether it was deserving of it or not. Yet, many of the Satans, who were once just regular sinners that lived in Purgatorio, remembered, at least, that they had houses to return to... Only to find that someone was trying to occupy their territory. "OH HELL NO," they cried out. "THIS IS MY LAND. GET OUT!! GET OUT!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!" The broke down the doors to their own houses, of whom they found out the squatters had squatted in and thought they were safe. As soon as the Satans stepped forth and set foot into their own houses again, fire would begin to spread all upon the floor, leading up to the Valparaiso Denizens that thought they were safe.
The Valparaiso Denizens would, after dealing with some of the creatures that came and tried to destroy their stolen houses, also find themselves facing even more destruction to the actual city, itself, which would make the house unliveable. "Oh, fuck this." At this rate, the entire land would become WORSE than Valparaiso, and, if nothing else, they knew the land of Valparaiso more than this new one. But...
"If we try to escape from here, then the Darkness is going to destroy us." They couldn't use their powers to get out because their powers were the exact reason why they were here in the first place, and therefore, the power of Darkness being used would only keep them trapped inside. It didn't look like there was any way out for them. "Looks like the jig is up." They were cornered, and finished.
In the corner of the Valparaiso Denizens' eyes was a glimmer of hope; a way out, of sorts, from their demise. This window of opportunity, looking something exactly like a window being open would show the Valparaiso Denizens the way back to their home. Yet, when they looked outside and saw the way out, they would be able to see nothing but dolls and darkness up ahead, and having to live that sort of life in order to move up in ranks to it.
*ksh* "The $yndicate is clear." *ksh*
When the ones who kept the city in order were given this tidbit of information from their superior, they would immediately be bid to shift into the second phase of their mobilization, of which they already should have had orders about.
"Slay The Dragon In The City With Poison," were the next words, since everything inside of the city of Purgatorio, as should have been only 'Antagonists' now, as they had been waiting for quite a while to happen. The $yndicate should have known what to do from there.
They were explained many things in secret as they were bid to their orders.
More fire rained down from higher up the mountain. They were bloodthirsty ravenous burning ravens that were seeking to pick up whatever scraps they could find from the city they knew was dying down below. They would pick and completely incinerate all that was eaten, yet they would not touch what particulars should not be burnt up and destroyed forever.
From even further up the mountain, beyond even the height, burning streams of flame looking something like serpents in the sky shot down to the ground and struck like meteorites. With every impact, someone or something was immediately struck and poisoned with a toxic foreign chemical that they could not understand how to react or adapt to. People hit would find themselves in an air of bitterness and fury all at once, with a dry atmosphere that seemed as if it could spontaneously ignite at any moment.
The Satans already present, which were the first wave of the rain of fire and hail, would still be lost in their fury and unable to focus on anything going on outside or outside of their present direct target focus, which was definitely the house. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE BEFORE I KILL YOU!!" they each shouted, crying out wildly. They snatched up whatever object of threat they could turn into a weapon at the time for whatever reason they could think of and ran to vigorously assault the Valparaiso Denizens in a myriad of equally deadly manners.
When the $yndicate got the word from their superior that they were authorized to use the 'secret weapon,' they would immediately understand and all listen with a live feed to what Mister Sir had to say to them about the next key points of the operation. Each of them blended back into the society.
"And Then, The Fallen Angels Replicated The Ones That Were Dead, And Rose From The Grave."
Suddenly, all the exact same people that had just died would appear again, like they had gotten right back up and moved to their exact locations before they died. They would continue doing what they were doing before, as if they had never stopped nor ever learned.
"Prologus"
An Eternal Beginning And Beginning Again. - Purgatorio
"Omfg, fuck yes," SIN would chuckle, dropping right back down on his rear right on top of the Fallen Angels' heads, spewing waste into their mouths and destroying their city. "Too bad they don't last forever, though." It was a sad truth that SIN had always known, since the very beginning. They were all just being made food for he, himself.
"There Is A Larger Serpent," SIN Spake, Caring Now To Release The Venom That Had Never Been Revealed To The Fallen; The Forbidden Drop, "And It Is I." The Fallen Angels Were Only Replicating To Become Food, Which Were Fed With And Created By And For All Of The Waste. That, Which Was Making Them, Itself, Was Collectively And Actively Informing Them That They Are Going To Die, Because The One Feeding Them Was Losing Its Power. "I'm Hungry." SIN Waited For Them To Take His Order.
The Fallen Angels existed here as a solitary one existence. This was their home, and their job was to look exactly like you do when they return. The replication of each of the lesser beings that did not overcome the gene in its earlier stages, by accepting the other nucleus altogether would, after evolving, which was actually only a 'reverse evolution' and simultaneous degeneration into a greater degenerate, be consumed by the Great Degeneration itself, which was SIN, the original Evil that was expelled out of God being expelled into them and being able to feast on them completely fully the second it was released into their bodies as a chemical.
Everything and everyone on the Mountain that was burnt up by SIN would die on the spot because of it, and become part of SIN, itself, the very moment they succumbed to the gene, itself.
"The Original Works On A Fungal Level. You Cannot Control Your Own Pleasure, So You Cannot Release Your Deeper Chemicals In Your Brains." A sad truth about being defective, but completely truthful. This was why the Fallen Angels and all their lineage, which was 100% completely different altogether, with NO relation at all, were only food for the Original SIN which, as an Original, could only degenerate, and not evolve. All of SIN's children would return to being Fallen Angels, and SIN would continue to feed them his Waste, which was their food. And he would sit there and do that. Thus, the story of Purgatorio would continue.