In a city Square near Kathmandu a group of people were gathered around discussing something. There were a few policemen and an ambulance. A middle aged man in his late forties was crying as he hugged the unconscious and bloody body of a young man.
Sobā¦sob.. " Son, why? Why? Why did you do this? This is all my fault. I shouldn't have been so harsh to you. I should have tried to understand your situation. I am sorry son, I am a useless father."
" Sir, please calm down. We need to take the body to the forensic department to know the cause of death."
The man was reluctant but he couldn't argue back with them. So he agreed to let them take his son's body away.
The people were chattering as they pitied the dead young man and his father.
" What a poor child he is? He just seems to be in his early twenties. What could force such a young child to die like this?"
" I am sure he committed suicide because of some problems."
The middle aged man roared " My son isn't a coward like you all. He won't commit suicide. I won't believe he would do such a thing."
" His father is so poor that he may lose his mind at this rate."
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"Tsk, what a Coward I am to end my life like that? But still I am happy that I ended my own life. It was hard to live as a weak and useless human. From this choice the life of my fantasy began."
But first let's talk about the reason behind this choice of mine.
" I am 21 years old and I go to a good university but as I belong to a low class family, I was constantly bullied. I could have endured if the bully was normal but it was far from bearable. To be precise those bullies were acting inhumane. Just because they belonged to rich families, the professor's ignored their faults."
" They fawned over those bastards and protected them. Even the girl who said that she likes me was just another person bullying me. I believed her yet she shattered my dreams. She completely broke me. More than that she caused my sister's death. Even after knowing all this I wasn't able to do anything at all. I was just a weak and useless trash that was a burden to this world."
" Despite the world being developed, the rule of survival of the fittest never changed. Back then strength used to be everything but now wealth is power. Without endless wealth, it's useless to live in this world."
Because of my sister's death I was devastated. My father blamed me for being a useless son. " Tsk, what have I done to have let a bastard be born as my son? You couldn't even protect your sister as her big brother. What good are you? It would have been better if you died the day you were born. No, if I knew this would happen then I would have strangled you to death on the very day that you were born."
This was the first time that my father scolded me so harshly. Why would he not be harsh as my little sister was the most cherished in the family. Also her death wasn't normal as she went through something that a woman would never wish to go through.
The police said that she was raped before murder and promised to punish the culprit soon. I was already aware of the ones responsible for her death. Maybe even the policeman knew but they didn't act as they promised. Instead they said that the culprits had escaped from the country.
I could only clench my fist as I gritted my teeth. I blamed myself for being poor,weak and useless. Because of this incident my mother lost consciousness and was deemed as a comatose patient. Though my family was compensated, I wasn't satisfied. The regret in my heart couldn't accept me living anymore.
I wanted to stab myself but I was afraid of the pain, I wanted to hang myself but I was afraid of suffocation. I wanted to poison myself but I was afraid of the excruciating pain. So I decided to take some sleeping pills and jump off from the highest apartment.
There was a 15th storey apartment near our residence. After taking the sleeping pills I went to the top of the building and jumped off the moment I became dozed off. Ending my life without any pain. Despite being an innocent and kind hearted person all my life, I was sent to hell.
The hell was a place void of any light. It was like an endless abyss of darkness. Fear crawled all over my soul as I thought of the torture I would go through. But unlike my wild imagination the hell was completely different.
" Oh, pitiful soul, what a harsh choice you made? You had many more years to live yet you decided to come here before the end of your fate."
I turned around only to frown. A dark shadow with no face and no expression was talking to me. Curiously I asked " Am I really dead? What is this place?" Though I knew in my heart what place this was, I was reluctant to accept it.
As if seeing through me the dark figure said " Oh, pitiful soul, this is hell but it's different from what you think it is."
" Huh, what do you mean? Isn't hell the place where sinners are punished?"
The dark figure chuckled as it said " Hell is indeed the place where sinners are punished but this is also the place that sends your soul for reincarnation. Since your life still remains, I will give you one chance."
I was surprised by the words of the dark figure. It was surprising to know that hell is the place for souls to cleanse themselves. A place to reincarnate. " I already died so what giid would a chance do? It's not like I will be able to return back to my world."
The dark figure chuckled again and said " Indeed, I cannot send you back but you can create a path to return if you survive in this place for millions of years."
I was stupefied by the sudden proclam of the dark figure. Feeling curious I asked " Huh, who are you? Aren't you a soul just like me? How could I survive in this place for a million years? Even if I managed to return, what good would it be? The world would have changed without a place for me to belong."
The dark figure chuckled again and said " I am the guardian of this place. Yes, I am a soul but I was born from the will of this world. Also within this place everything is possible. Even if you wish to go back and correct your past, it's possible. So do you want to take this chance?"
I was still confused. 'The guardian of hell said that I could return if I survived here for a million years. But won't it be too late? What good would it be if I returned after a million years. My father, mother and sister wouldn't be there at all. Also how am I supposed to survive in this place? Should I take this chance?'