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The location that Fred was sent to wasn't just one that had a hellish landscape but was in fact hell. The reason nothing had happened to him is because a time skill was used to stop time in that infinite dimension so that Fred could go through some levels of his assimilation before being tortured and killed by the inhabitants of hell.
After what seemed to be an eternity to Fred he stopped feeling pain and looked at the floor, he saw a huge pile of bloody skin and bones all around him and also noted that he was naked since his body continued morphing into something that can accept the divinity and essence of a fallen Doom Slayer.
Fred looked at his new body and frowned. He was already quite athletic and had a perfect summer/beach body with toned and defined muscles. But now he more muscle mass with a lean figure and felt immense power from every twitch.
"All that pain for this? I would take working out normally any day or not." Fred said as his body reeked of stench from the black liquid that had caked on his body, causing him to squeeze his face and cover his nose.
'Next is the energy core assimilation…' A mechanical voice echoed in Fred's head.
"Wait a minute… where am I?" Fred asked hoping that the mechanical voice will suspend the next assimilation process so he could enjoy this peace for a few more moments.
The influence of the time skill wore off and some sensitive creatures began to pick up on a putrid scent they have never smelt before.
"Why is the sky red? The place I was before didn't have this sky and felt like heaven… This place feels unsafe, like as if I am not supposed to be here." Mark questioned himself as he observed his surroundings, he felt an eerie sensation all over the place.
'Energy core assimilation has begun… 2% done.' A mechanical voice echoed in his head again.
"This feeling… it's only getting more intense… When last did I feel like this? Is this the divinity I was promised?!" Fred asked himself as he took in his surroundings. He appeared to be in a rocky landscape that was dark orange in colour. His position was covered by a huge rock but that didn't stop him from feeling like he should get out here by all means necessary.
"I thought my senses were deceiving me when I picked up a soul with its body intact around here." A voice resounded behind Fred as Fred's eyes widened in shock and turned around slowly to see whatever spoke.
It was a worm-like creature that hovered three inches above ground with spikes around its body, seven large eyes distributed evenly around its body and a ring of dark red fire around it.
"…And to think I would meet a warrior with a powerful body but such a weak soul… how disappointing." The wormlike creature spoke without any mouth.
"Who… who are you? Why can you talk? Where am I?" Fred panicked but grabbed a long bone from the bloody pile of skin and bones near him in a defensive manner!
"Hmm? You weren't briefed by one of hell's butlers about how things work around here? Anyway, you wouldn't do much but I will just eat your body and soul. This must be bad luck for me, I feed on souls but instead of having a strong soul you have... huh?" The worm cut off itself as it marvelled in disbelief at Fred.
After Fred confirmed that the creature before him was interested in his soul and body and ran away from there like any sensible person would in a strange and unknown environment. But unknown to Fred, his speed had reached astronomical to immeasurable feats as he kept running past decillions of demonic creatures.
Fred stopped himself after a while and looked behind him and saw no one. He was about to celebrate in relief but saw that his surroundings were not the same. He appeared to have run into a place full of molten magma.
"How did I get here?" Fred asked himself and looked below himself and noticed he was standing on magma.
"WHAT??" A voice screamed aloud.
"HOW CAN YOU WALK ON THE RIVER OF THE DAMNED?" That thing is hotter than a star by so many zeros that I can't even remember the name of the number since it was long. NO, WHERE DID YOU EVEN COME from?" A bipedal demon with a pointy tail and a purple glowing pitch fork it used to stir the magma which generated cries from the magma as if millions of people were inside the magma.
Fred turned his attention from the demon and looked below him and saw countless transparent bodies that had black markings on their body, screaming for help and mercy but the demon kept stirring the magma from a high ground. Without wasting time, Fred decided to flee the scene to confirm something.
When he stopped running he found himself in a black rocky plain field that was surrounded by demons battling each other.
"No way, I AM A SPEEDSTER!" Fred unconsciously yelled out loud.
A demon that appeared to be a centaur with black horns and two pairs of arms rushed to his position in an instant leaving behind lightning trails.
"Oh really, want to test that out?" The demon centaur chuckled in front of Fred.
'Why is he moving so slowly?' Fred thought.
"Slow." Fred said without thinking since he thought the demon was just pretending to be slow in front of him.
Fred then decided to punch its head which resulted in the demon centaur being headless and a bit of its soul attached to Fred's waist in a transparent vial that just appeared.
"The King of the Dark Hill has been killed!" A voice rang out amidst the ongoing battle.
"It's an all-out battle here on out for the next King of the dark hill!" Another said.
Fred's new strength surprised him, especially with the way he easily removed the demon's head.
'Energy core assimilation… 15%...'
Fred suddenly felt a powerful energy forming and strengthening his soul.
"What is this?" Fred asked as the demons around felt hi soul getting stronger.
"Damn it! He is one of them freaks that get stronger immediately they kill a soul!"
"Kill him now before it's late!" Another demon said as Fred looked at all of them and began to run to each of them before their mouths closed to end the sentence.
"Idiots, he could be a demon lord messenger!" One voice halted the rest as they thought about the possibility.
"And so? Right now there is no King of the Dark hill, it doesn't matter!" Another replied as they all charged at Fred.
In an instant, Fred beheaded ten demons by slapping their heads off.
'Energy assimilation… 17%...'
"I have to get out of here one way or another!" Fred said with a sense of urgency.
Directing power to his legs, he decided to try something else.
'If I can run this fast and slap so hard that heads fly or bust… then I should be able to…' Mark thought to himself as he lowered his body into a crouching position and JUMPED!
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