AS YOU CAN IMAGINE WHEN I TALK ABOUT HELL, it's constantly dark, as if we were in an eternal night. It's not a problem because demons can see in the dark. But we still light everything up with fire. It helps.
At least I do that.
While in Alexia-Hall, my castle which I named after someone I used to know when I was alive, I have people who can do everything for me. My shores and all of that. In my cabin, in the Dead Woods, I'm all by myself.
Literally. There's no one in a thousand miles from here. Only the new demons who don't know how things work around Hell yet, dare to wonder here. Not to say that the Dead-Woods is in my jurisdiction as the General of Pride, and people fear me as if I had been the one who sent them to Hell.
I don't mind that, though. It gives me privacy, and after I died I became kind of introverted, not wanting to get to know anyone or their stories. Unless it could be good for me, like knowing the background of the other Generals.
Since I became one myself, I was never in good waters with any of them. I never knew why, but everybody seems to fear the position of General of Pride. Even the ones above me, are always wary of my presence as if I was plotting something against them.
Maybe the representatives of Pride that came before me were always wanting to be the strongest and so they grew too wary of whoever had my current position. This is kind of understandable, after all, we are talking about Pride. But opposite to their belief, that's not my goal.
And the only two Generals with whom I can find common ground and have any kind of conversation, are Farai of Gluttony and Toshi of Wrath. She only treats me well, and it's probably because she's curious to know about my past, which I guess everybody is, and that's another reason for me to keep it a secret. Now, Toshi, I see him as an unfortunate kid who suffered and had no other option but to do what he did in a way to end his suffering.
He hates when I call him Toshi, and I'm the only one who dares to do so, but I find that amusing. As I said, he's handsome and adorable in my eyes, like a dog who barks nonstop but doesn't bite. I had a dog when I was alive, his name was Adam, and he was just like that, so he kind of reminds me of him.
Toshi respects me more than any other General, and I confess that I helped him train to become a General. Although it's our secret. After all, the previous General of Wrath was Skylla Liourdi, a vicious woman who was a serial killer that only murdered kids and hated my guts, she was like a bug, always trying to get on my nerves, and pissed because I became a General after only 107 years as a demon.
So I helped Toshi. That way he became a General at 110 years old. But he's still a kid in my eyes. Not to say that he died at 18, three years younger than me when I was alive.
And that's it. Only them. I can't deal with any of the other Generals. Even the "King" annoys me sometimes, telling me to do this and that, and I don't even know him.
Sighing, I entered my bathtub. Yes, we do have water in Hell, and it's amazing because they are always hot. And yes, some demons do take baths and stay clean as I do.
When I got out of my bathtub, after cleaning my short and straight black pitch hair, I covered my body with a towel and headed to my walk-in closet. But before I could dress up properly, I heard a noise coming from my kitchen.
Someone is here.
Demons have extremely sharp senses. Claws too. Well, to be honest, you know what you've heard about vampires? They don't exist, but we are very much like that, but without the fangs and blood-sucking shit. There's also the pointy ears very much like the elves' from the myths (they also don't exist)!
Focusing on my surroundings, I smelled the scent of anxiety and confusion. It's probably one of the new demons. A very dumb one, at that, I don't think it's a female.
He must have just woken up from his nightmare because his smell is terrible. Stinks like human trash. That's why I prefer not to deal with the new demons who have perished not too long ago. It's annoying.
Clenching my jaw, I entered the living room, then I turned to the kitchen. And there he was. It was male.
A very tall male at that. He was opening my cabinets and trying to find something inside, so I took my time to look at him. Observe everything I could.
He was so tall that I think my head only hits his broad and muscled shoulders. I don't think he's older than I was when I died, because he smells young, probably in his twenties. And he must have worked a lot to have this toned body, I can see by his pants how defined his legs are, and his waist is thinner, very handsome.
His body is similar to Toshi's, but Toshi's a little shorter than this guy. His hair is as black as mine but wavy. Just seeing his physic, I can tell that he must have a lot of strength now that he became a demon.
"Hm," I finally made a sound, and he jumped scared. "You know, even though we are dead and in Hell now, doesn't mean you can just go around trespassing others' properties. Our Realm isn't as messed up as the Humans may think it is, you know!"
When he turned to me, he seemed wary. "Who are you? And how can I know this is really your place?" That made me roll my eyes.
"If you are asking me that, I believe you must have died not too long ago, right?" In the main current counting of the Human Realm, they are in 2025, almost 2026 now. "So, hm, when did you die?"
Clenching his fists he looked away from my eyes. And damn, his eyes are a light shade of purple, more like lilac and so beautiful. It's the only thing that changes when we become demons, our eyes, mine was green when I was a human and changed to a bright shade of silver.
"You know, you are supposed to answer when someone asks you something," I teased, finding this whole situation quite amusing.
"I died on 7th June of 2022!" He whispered and that shocked me.
I was too stunned to speak.
That means it only took him 3 years to get free from his nightmare. It spread goosebumps through my spine. That's rare to happen. And I couldn't happen but to take about three steps away from him, and pretended that it was for me to sit on the couch.