Rotten Onion...
(*Celia’s POV*)
Why… Why does this place torment me!? Ah, right… This is Hell, after all. Doesn’t mean that I can’t fucking complain about it. I am way past going insane, and now I am just fed up with this entire place…
Velta: “Don’t give up hope, Celia. We’ve gone through five more layers, so there should only be a few more higher layers to go through.” She said with coaxing tone.
Celia: “Wait… higher? Haven’t we been going to the lower layers?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.
Velta: “No? Celia, Hell is always said to be under, right? So the layer that you found me in was the lowest layer. And we have been going up, not down.” She replied.
Celia: “What the fuck? But I have been saying, and asking Hell Guides to take me to lower layers, not higher ones… Why did no one correct me?” I ask with a confused tone.
Velta: “I mean, some people believe that it is reversed, so you aren’t wrong, but you also aren’t right. They probably just understood what you meant.” She explained.
Celia: “This place is going to make me lose my barely hanging on sanity…” I say with a sigh.
Velta: “Oh come on! There shouldn’t be that many more layers. Besides, they have gotten pretty bland with the themes.” She said with a stern tone.
She isn’t wrong about that… I swear, the last few layers all had the same damn theme. Which was a torture dungeon. I have to say, walking in on a being similar to an angel, whipping a random soul, was certainly an interesting sight.
Why was she even in BDSM gear? Yeah, the woman was stark naked, but was the gear needed? And, correct me if I am wrong, you can’t, wasn’t that woman super enjoying herself? How is this considered Hell anyway?…
Celia: “I am bored… Velta, why was that woman enjoying herself while being tortured? Yes, I know that some people are into that, but shouldn’t she be experiencing things that she hates, rather than enjoying herself?” I ask with a curious tone.
Velta: “She probably hated it at first. Her Hell is most likely falling into sexual depravity. And people on that layer should be rapists, so she is getting what she deserves.” She explained.
Celia: “I see… What about these people?” I ask with a sigh.
Velta: “Don’t ask me… Just blame the Hell Guide of this layer…” She said with a groan.
The current layer was a special one… People were… well, they were forced to compliment everyone around them, like every five fucking seconds… If they didn’t, they would have a limb randomly cut off. Magically, I should mention…
Whoever the Hell Guide is, is surely one sick person… Ah shit… Why did it have to be a little girl? I see… Now I get this theme. It’s a doll house… Super creepy. With a nervous disposition, I walked up to the little girl. She should be the Hell Guide of this layer.
Celia: “Hello, could you perhaps help me to a higher layer, please?” I ask with a smile.
Little Girl Hell Guide: “I can help you… but only if you kiss every female in this layer. There are only a few thousand, so it shouldn’t take you that long.” She proposed.
Celia: “I’m sorry, but I cannot, in good faith, do such a thing.” I deny.
Little Girl Hell Guide: “Why not?” She asked with an innocent head tilt.
Celia: “I am a married woman. I highly dislike sexual assault, and I do not want it to be the reason that I end up in Hell. Besides, I am a living person.” I reply with a serious tone.
Little Girl Hell Guide: “Hmm… Ah, that you are. I just thought that you’re a sinful soul that somehow escaped her layer.” She replied with a giggle.
Celia: “Nope, I am just a living person that got trapped here.” I explain.
Little Girl Hell Guide: “Now that I think about it, I was informed of you… If you do something for me, then I will help you to a higher layer.” She said.
Celia: “As long as it isn’t anything sexual…” I reply with a nervous tone.
Little Girl Hell Guide: “Nothing like that, don’t worry. You see, my mother was supposed to be the new administrator of Hell, but Lew imprisoned her, so she couldn’t become the new administrator. My request is simple, kill Lew, and instate my mother as the new administrator of Hell.” She proposed with a serious tone.
Celia: “I already planned on killing Lew, as he wants to rule the world. Where is your mother imprisoned?” I ask.
Little Girl Hell Guide: “You’re going to love this… She is at the lowest part of Hell.” She answered with a giggle.
Motherfucker! Now I have to go all the fucking way back down!? I am going super have my wives, and my daughter, pamper the holy living fucking shit out of me when I get back! That is the only way I will regain my sanity…
Little Girl Hell Guide: “Alice is my name, Celia. And do not fret, as I was just slightly joking.” She said with a laugh.
Celia: “Alice, huh? So she isn’t at the bottom?” I ask with an almost pleading tone.
Alice: “Oh, she is. But I can just teleport you to where she is being imprisoned. Once you rescue her, I will then teleport you back here. Just smash this crystal to alert me.” She explained before handing me a red crystal thing.
I would love to inspect the damn thing, but I just want to kill that fucker, Lew, and escape this Hell. And I mean LITERAL HELL! No one should have to go through this bullshit… Well, that is, unless they deserve to be in Hell.
Alice: “Are you ready to teleport?” She asked.
Celia: “I am ready to leave this Hell, but I will do your request first.” I say with a sigh.
Alice: “Rest assured, with my mother’s help, you will have a far easier time of dealing with that fend, Lew.” She said with a reassuring tone.
Celia: “Well, I sure hope so…” I reply with an unsure tone.
With that, Alice snapped her fingers, and then I was once again back where I first started. Before me, was a massive castle… Guarding said castle was hordes of demons. What’s worse, is that these ones are no fucking joke. I just hope that I won’t have to fight off Gru…
Rotten Onion...
(*Celia’s POV*)
Why… Why does this place torment me!? Ah, right… This is Hell, after all. Doesn’t mean that I can’t fucking complain about it. I am way past going insane, and now I am just fed up with this entire place…
Velta: “Don’t give up hope, Celia. We’ve gone through five more layers, so there should only be a few more higher layers to go through.” She said with coaxing tone.
Celia: “Wait… higher? Haven’t we been going to the lower layers?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.
Velta: “No? Celia, Hell is always said to be under, right? So the layer that you found me in was the lowest layer. And we have been going up, not down.” She replied.
Celia: “What the fuck? But I have been saying, and asking Hell Guides to take me to lower layers, not higher ones… Why did no one correct me?” I ask with a confused tone.
Velta: “I mean, some people believe that it is reversed, so you aren’t wrong, but you also aren’t right. They probably just understood what you meant.” She explained.
Celia: “This place is going to make me lose my barely hanging on sanity…” I say with a sigh.
Velta: “Oh come on! There shouldn’t be that many more layers. Besides, they have gotten pretty bland with the themes.” She said with a stern tone.
She isn’t wrong about that… I swear, the last few layers all had the same damn theme. Which was a torture dungeon. I have to say, walking in on a being similar to an angel, whipping a random soul, was certainly an interesting sight.
Why was she even in BDSM gear? Yeah, the woman was stark naked, but was the gear needed? And, correct me if I am wrong, you can’t, wasn’t that woman super enjoying herself? How is this considered Hell anyway?…
Celia: “I am bored… Velta, why was that woman enjoying herself while being tortured? Yes, I know that some people are into that, but shouldn’t she be experiencing things that she hates, rather than enjoying herself?” I ask with a curious tone.
Velta: “She probably hated it at first. Her Hell is most likely falling into sexual depravity. And people on that layer should be rapists, so she is getting what she deserves.” She explained.
Celia: “I see… What about these people?” I ask with a sigh.
Velta: “Don’t ask me… Just blame the Hell Guide of this layer…” She said with a groan.
The current layer was a special one… People were… well, they were forced to compliment everyone around them, like every five fucking seconds… If they didn’t, they would have a limb randomly cut off. Magically, I should mention…
Whoever the Hell Guide is, is surely one sick person… Ah shit… Why did it have to be a little girl? I see… Now I get this theme. It’s a doll house… Super creepy. With a nervous disposition, I walked up to the little girl. She should be the Hell Guide of this layer.
Celia: “Hello, could you perhaps help me to a higher layer, please?” I ask with a smile.
Little Girl Hell Guide: “I can help you… but only if you kiss every female in this layer. There are only a few thousand, so it shouldn’t take you that long.” She proposed.
Celia: “I’m sorry, but I cannot, in good faith, do such a thing.” I deny.
Little Girl Hell Guide: “Why not?” She asked with an innocent head tilt.
Celia: “I am a married woman. I highly dislike sexual assault, and I do not want it to be the reason that I end up in Hell. Besides, I am a living person.” I reply with a serious tone.
Little Girl Hell Guide: “Hmm… Ah, that you are. I just thought that you’re a sinful soul that somehow escaped her layer.” She replied with a giggle.
Celia: “Nope, I am just a living person that got trapped here.” I explain.
Little Girl Hell Guide: “Now that I think about it, I was informed of you… If you do something for me, then I will help you to a higher layer.” She said.
Celia: “As long as it isn’t anything sexual…” I reply with a nervous tone.
Little Girl Hell Guide: “Nothing like that, don’t worry. You see, my mother was supposed to be the new administrator of Hell, but Lew imprisoned her, so she couldn’t become the new administrator. My request is simple, kill Lew, and instate my mother as the new administrator of Hell.” She proposed with a serious tone.
Celia: “I already planned on killing Lew, as he wants to rule the world. Where is your mother imprisoned?” I ask.
Little Girl Hell Guide: “You’re going to love this… She is at the lowest part of Hell.” She answered with a giggle.
Motherfucker! Now I have to go all the fucking way back down!? I am going super have my wives, and my daughter, pamper the holy living fucking shit out of me when I get back! That is the only way I will regain my sanity…
Little Girl Hell Guide: “Alice is my name, Celia. And do not fret, as I was just slightly joking.” She said with a laugh.
Celia: “Alice, huh? So she isn’t at the bottom?” I ask with an almost pleading tone.
Alice: “Oh, she is. But I can just teleport you to where she is being imprisoned. Once you rescue her, I will then teleport you back here. Just smash this crystal to alert me.” She explained before handing me a red crystal thing.
I would love to inspect the damn thing, but I just want to kill that fucker, Lew, and escape this Hell. And I mean LITERAL HELL! No one should have to go through this bullshit… Well, that is, unless they deserve to be in Hell.
Alice: “Are you ready to teleport?” She asked.
Celia: “I am ready to leave this Hell, but I will do your request first.” I say with a sigh.
Alice: “Rest assured, with my mother’s help, you will have a far easier time of dealing with that fend, Lew.” She said with a reassuring tone.
Celia: “Well, I sure hope so…” I reply with an unsure tone.
With that, Alice snapped her fingers, and then I was once again back where I first started. Before me, was a massive castle… Guarding said castle was hordes of demons. What’s worse, is that these ones are no fucking joke. I just hope that I won’t have to fight off Gru…
