Ten years ago, I went to hell. Yes, it sounds strange, but that's the way it is. But do you know what's the most amazing thing here? No? I shouldn't be fucking here!
No, of course, I understand that this is hell, and demons can fuck around here as much as they want, but only this time they are right. I was supposed to go on another round of rebirth, that is, forget everything and start over, but... this stupid angel just sent me here! And from here, as I know, there is no way out.
Fuck…
All the 10 years that have passed since my first appearance in hell, I have been working. I was just sent to a factory where they produce some kind of infernal crap. The first year I was a vegetable, because going to hell is a pretty fucking event, you know. I was so glad that all this time I was drilling the floor with my eyes, not having the strength to raise my eyes to the scarlet sky.
From the outside, it may seem that this is exactly what a person who has accepted his fate should look like. In fact, I'm just the type of person who takes a long time to get to. That's how it was for me: quite a long denial of what happened, deep shock, acceptance, depression, suicide attempts and awareness.
In the second year, I seemed to calm down, but a new torture began ... the struggle for survival.
The name of the place where my futile existence continues speaks for itself. There are no rules here: I can kill you just because... I told you there are no rules here.
But the most amazing thing is that you will not be able to die here. This is a special place where sinners pay for their misdeeds, so even a mortal wound won't kill you. It's just fucking amazing what else to say.
And after four years, I was able to adjust to it, but a new problem appeared... the problem of money.
This is fucking hell! What kind of money?! What do I need them for?!
Although you can't die here, you can get so badly injured that you'll just suffer for several years. You can experience hunger and thirst, diseases and infections have not disappeared anywhere, as well as pain. And also to get into debt, the non-payment of which will lead to a long painful death, but this is only in the best case.
And, of course, I became one of those idiots who borrowed money just to avoid suffering from hunger. Then the most fun few years of my existence began, when I just ran from collectors and saved every penny to pay off the debt faster.
It's like hell, but it differs from real life only in the absence of laws.
The last two years have been relatively good: I have paid off all creditors, learned the laws of survival and started saving money. After all, I can adapt well! I have already met such people who simply accumulated debt. They were caught and dipped in boiling oil, after which they were kept until a crust appeared, which was then removed, and this procedure was carried out countless times.
Cute...
I immediately shudder at the mere memory of it. It's a good thing that at one time I wasn't stupid enough not to pay off my debts.
So we got to the current state of affairs.
I was walking with money after a long day at work. After all the torment, I managed to gather enough for at least some kind of dwelling! Yes, it will be quite a dump, but at least something! Especially considering that I'm in hell.
By the way, for ten years I just spent the night on the street.
In fact, I already have a house, now I can try to find a more prestigious job, because I have a fairly high level of karma.
Surprisingly, in hell everything depends on him: the lower he is, the worse you are treated.
Therefore, I can say that I was lucky... very lucky. I'm going to kill that angel!
Walking home, and thinking about my problems, I did not notice how I was surrounded by a crowd of sinners.
— …
Fuck, I'm too relaxed!
— Hey, you're walking strangely!
What a fucking claim!
— Let's check it out?
— Gee, check out his look. He obviously doesn't respect us.
— Hey, where are you hitting?
Yes... I forgot that they don't touch debtors because they're afraid of getting pussy from demons. Only here… I'm not in debt anymore.
But I already had a similar situation in my lifetime, and then I was able to get out of it.
—Heh heh,— I chuckled.
— What?
— Well, why are you laughing, asshole?
— Completely fucked up?
—Haha, you're completely crazy! Come on, guys!
—Hehe," I continued, —do you even know who I am?"
They believed my bluff and stopped.
— You…
— Why are you fucking around?! Guys, he's just an ordinary sinner!
—Yes, yes, I am an ordinary sinner," I said mockingly. — Have you seen my karma level?
Karma! It was her high level that helped me survive for ten years.
"And... what?"
— He's so fucking tall!
— And what the fuck? Can't we let you off now?
—Haha, that idiot!
— Mm-hmm?
It's time for a fucking climax. Making a confident face, I raised my hand and continued:
— Demons love sinners with a high level of karma.
After my words, they all froze.
"Do you even know where I'm going?"
— Hmm.…
— N-no.
Yes, all sinners are afraid of demons.
— I was on my way to…
What kind of demon should I name?.. I came up with it!
— Laplace's Rose.
— IC…
— Let's fucking run!
— Bitch!
Oh, they ran away so fast. Did her name scare them that much? I've heard it a few times, of course, but…
— Oh, how interesting, — a gentle female voice sounded behind me, which sent goosebumps running through my body. I knew right away that those bastards weren't running from me.
Fuck, come on!
Behind me stood a tall girl with reddish skin, fox eyes, wings and a tail. She was dressed very provocatively: open shoulders, large cleavage, bare stomach and bulging hips.
"So you were coming to me, boy?" — She said and licked her lips.
— I'm…
Fuck. Why am I so lucky? Goodbye, my mortal existence in hell.
I know you can't die here, but I've also heard that demons, especially strong ones, can easily kill you even here.
I wonder where sinners go after hell?
I've already accepted my fate, but…
"I like you," she said sharply, grabbing my chin. "You're pretty clean for hell."…
Here's my chance!
— Yes, yes, you can see for yourself my level of karma. And of course I can do anything if you ask.
"Mmm... anything?" "What is it?" she asked, and licked her lips again.
Something tells me that I shouldn't have said that.
— Come with me. I have an idea what I can do with you," she said these words, and her red eyes burned so much that the heat spread to me.
When I was alive, I hardly talked to girls, only if with prostitutes, and here ... a sexual demoness. I couldn't help myself.
We went to her estate. She was one of the senior demons and had a high position.
I thought my life in hell would get a little easier, but the sympathetic stares of her servants made me uneasy.
And I don't give a shit! Now I'm going to enjoy living in hell!
It was only later that I realized that it would have been better if I had just been beaten by those sinners.
It was hell, or rather, hell squared.