An unknown amount of time passed and Rafael was still being pulled by the chains into the depths of hell.
He didn't know how long had passed, a week, a year, 100 years? He didn't know. All he knew was that he had become used to the unbearable heat.
Along the way, Rafael had seen many things. He saw as he was going deeper and deeper that hell had floors. Each floor was as large as the universe and in total there were a million of them.
Right now, Rafael was on the 700th floor as he was being pulled by the chains. The chains were surprisingly fast. However, after every 10 hours. The chain would slow down to the point Rafael was able to see his surroundings back again.
On every floor, there were people who were being tortured. Some were being burned alive while some were being forced to have their skin peeled.
Some were being forced to drown in lava alive while some were having their eyes, ears and tongues pulled out.
It was truly a traumatic scene. The worst part was that every time, they would come back alive or be healed.
An Eternal tortuer.
It was agonizing just to watch such things. There were many times along the way Rafael threw up just by watching how horrific and unthinkable some of these tortures were.
As he went deeper, he realized that the higher the floor, the worse the torture for people. It was a depressing sight.
Some time passed in an agony of just watching, Rafael was now on floor 20,000. By now, instead of getting his mind broken. His willpower had increased.
His mind withered looking at these tortures as he went deeper. This whole place was filled with men, young, women, old even children and newborns were here.
Hell was not just filled with people who were being tortured, there were those who were torturing these people too.
Rafael liked to think of them as The Tortueres. These guys looked like demons, some were black and filled with fur and had a mixture of dog and wolf's faces with pure reddish eyes.
These guys were just the tip of the iceberg.
Some torturers looked like dragons while some looked like normal human beings. There were men with goat faces or devils who were people with horns and had a devilish appearance.
As Rafael reached his first 100,000th floor. His eyes had lost all life. Pure agony had overwhelmed him. Nonetheless, he still went on. He was never someone who'd give up just by looking at others in agony.
As he went on deeper into these devilish lands of hell itself. His mind finally at the 500,000th floor started to work.
What happened was that Rafael's mind had broken to the maximum it could and now due to being reached the limit. His brain started to adapt to the surroundings. His eyes started to have life again.
By the time he was finally at his peak mentally, he was already at the 700,000th floor.
The difference between this floor and the first floor cannot just be comprehended. If the first floor was lava then this floor was the sun itself.
Due to this, his already-healed mind started to undergo strain once again. However, this time, instead of being obliterated. His willpower held on.
The people here were being tortured in an unthinkable manner. Ripping out arms, and eyeballs, having their tendons cut down and then regrown. It went to the point that those who were these guys' loved ones were tortured too.
Just so that the given guy could feel pain and immense sorrow.
This went on until the 900,000th floor.
Now this, was pure hell.
Here, instead of having people tortured or whatever. There was no one. Absolutely no one.
The same was the case till the 999,999th floor, where finally. The chains went off.
As the scorching heat waves hit Rafael's face, he went flying down to the ground.
'BAM!'
Rafael's whole body was crushed into meatpaste when he crashed down. Although his brain was crushed, for some reason, he could feel overwhelming, unbearable pain.
As he was agonizing through this. Finally, his body started to regenerate. Hell was the place where immortals lived. Why? Because everyone was forced to be an immortal here.
If you are here, you simply, cannot die.
As Rafael's body finally fixed itself up. Rafael realized that here, other than the intense temperate that was causing him constant pain. There was nothing.
The whole place was just molten lava that was solidified. As Rafael's feet melted when he stood up. He gritted his teeth to control himself.
Immediately, he started to move while holding back his tears from pain. Every single step he took was agonizing. Every time he thought he was used to the pain, the pain would intensify. Making adaptability, which is a commendable trait, a way of torture.
As Rafael bore through this. He realized he was thirsty. As soon as he realized he was dying from thirst. Starvation, hunger, fatigue, sleeplessness. All those things that he had neglected came back, knocking him to the ground.
Moving through the black solid lava under the red sky. He bore through almost everything. Sweat had wet his clothes and dark bags covered his eyes.
Due to immense thirst, he couldn't even speak now. Exhaustion, pain, dizziness, and nausea came like a world that had been thrown on Rafael's shoulders.
However, he knew one thing. The moment he stops is the moment where he will actually be tortured eternally.
He had to keep moving fast and be sure that no one found him.
After moving for who knows how long. Rafael finally spotted a black dot in the distance.
'What's that' Rafael thought as hope finally emerged into this everlasting tortuer. As his newfound hope gave him hope, he started to run.
'Thud, Thud'
However, as he was running. His eyes widened in horror.