I rub my temples as the screams from the suffering souls was beginning to give me a headache, usually I enjoy it but today I just couldn't bare it. "shut up, all of you shut up!" I scream but they continued their anguished cries, the voices in my head began to make their way back as they whispered soothing words to me to try help me calm down, it soothed my head a little which helped my mood lighten as I began to tune out the screams and just relax.
My name is Saint, the demon of misery and insanity, my name used to be Amelia and I was a devoted nun, one day I found an artifact and thought it was a sign from God so I took it back with me to my room in the nunnery, that's what changed my life forever. Voices began festering in my head telling me to kill everyone in the church and anyone who got in my way, eventually I succumbed to madness and did just that. Once I died I woke up here and earned the name Saint, ever since then I've enjoyed my life in hell, not many can come here and get such respect right away, I could have become one these festering miserable souls screaming for the rest of my days.
I'm awoken by an overlap of agonizing screeches, must be the new damned souls, great they're always the loudest.
"all of you stand up straight and don't dare look me in the eye unless you want the wrath of satan himself bestowed upon you" the screams stopped and for the first time in hundreds of years, my circle was filled with sweet silence.
"you will behave unlike these old souls who seem to scream no matter what, if I hear one scream out of you, I think you get the gist of what I'll do." I tell the winged guard to uncuff them and throw them in the cages, I begin rubbing my temples again as the headache comes back along with the voices, they were so loud this time all whispering over one another I could barely make out a word! "please be quiet I cant understand you" I whisper to myself as the voices calm down and get clearer, I can hear they're telling me that the queen is calling for me, why would they get so hysterical over that? she calls us in all the time. I drag myself out of my circle and make my way down the twisted halls and stop at the door to the throne room, this better be important.
I push open the large gold encrusted doors and am met with the queen stroking a rabbit creatures hair who's sitting on her lap, the queen is smiling, it had been so long since I'd seen her smile like that.