Quite honestly. I don't know how I ended up here, stuck in this hellish loop of death and torture. it all started with my very first death about 3,985 lives ago. I was just a very simple, humble person on earth, I lived in a small town in Arizona, I got good grades, had many friends, went to college, became a psychiatrist, found a wife, had 5 kids, and died happily in my bed surrounded by the people I love...
Then I woke up to a strange structure, it seemed to be made of millions of tiny black holes stacked atop each other like bricks,which is impossible, physically impossible, it looked like an old Roman temple, but impossibly large, in both length and height.I was just standing there completely confused, I was still in my body but it seemed to have been aged backwards, to when I was about 20 I guess. than I heard "it"
" Who have you chosen this time you skanky bitch..."
It sounded tired, almost depressed, and the voice didn't come from just one direction, but everywhere at once, it was both manly, yet feminine, young, but old, demanding, yet scared.
" I didn't choose this one, Jackass..."
this voice definitely belonged to a woman, and seemed to originate from behind a large pillar to my left.
" H.. H.. Hello? where am I?"
" OH?! he can talk? that's a first."
said "it"
"who cares, just get him going to his punishment. "
*Snap*
and I then woke up in a broken body, I was young, my right arm was just gone, the left on was just in constant pain, almost like It was broken, I had no tongue, no feet, just hooks sabbed into my stubs, both connected to long, large, iron chains leading off to a brick wall.
I was in what seemed like an old cell, just like the ones in those knight movies my oldest son liked so much, I heard a muffled scream of pain from a few cells to my right. a woman. ND just as quickly as it begone, it stopped, ther were three more screams that continued to get closer to my cell.
"let her do the next few."
said a very harsh commanding voice. then a young girl about the age of 12 walked in front of my bars, she opened it slowly, the closed it slowly, as she got closer, my heart dropped. she had absolutely dead eyes, no emotions, she held a dull small knife in her right hand...
then the chains that were connected to the wall and hooked into me were tugged towards the wall. once I reached it, the young girl charged, and agonizingly started to saw off my broken arm, I just screamed... it took so so long... after the arm she went to the eyes...
" I'm impressed, this one has lasted the longest by far, let's so how long she'll make him last."
after the eyes... I felt her slowly starting to cut off random pieces of skin, I had passed our multiple times by now but she would just jolt me awake with a stab into my legs. I think she got bored at that point and just stabbed me in the throat. that was by far one of the worst ways I've ever died but hey, at least it's not the worst, this is just the beginning to my bloody story, I'll try to keep you updated but I'm kind of being hunted by multiple gods right now so I'm not to sure