[Unholy Grail]

[sadladsalad]

Hell.

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Contrary to common belief, it is actually not that bad of a place as many imagine it to be. It is not such a place where they torture you with the weight of the sins you have committed. No. Hell is far less organized than that. It is a chaotic nightmare. You will not know where you are or where you belong. You cannot see before you, blind as a bat. You cannot feel the ground beneath you, as though you were forever falling. You will lose all your senses in this godforsaken place. And trust me. It's not that bad.


So why would you prefer The World Above over this?

 

[sadladsalad]

Why would you prefer The World Above over this?


What a curious question. You don't even know the answer to it. All you do happen to know is that sometimes, this.... This World Above may come to surpass even heaven and hell itself. The real problem is that you just haven't come to witness what this realm even comes to look like. Perhaps a mistake in your part, but it was inevitable.


Passing the thickets of dead shrubbery and deformed trees, you hear the sound of heavy panting. Almost raspy and dry, as though it hasn't been in contact with water for weeks. You've come to realize this hard and deep breathing came from you. It also didn't help the fact that stupid thing kept bopping up and down up your neck, hitting the nape of your throat each time your leg strides over some gnarly and grotesque tree branches. You rip the glass vial off your neck in irritation.


Is it really worth risking your life over this? This small, unknown liquid in The Vial? To risk your life for an unpredictable future? Is it really all worth it?


You feel yourself slowing down, almost as though the energy is being drained out of you. Man, you haven't felt your lungs so sore for ages. It's been so long since you've been pushed to the brink. You have forgotten how painful, how great it felt. But at the moment, it is mostly painful.


You feel it's presence drawing closer, stalking you through the thick fog. It's almost how scary it's keeping up with your rather fast pace. How is it possible for that thing to even keep up with you! You hold the vial tighter, but you are afraid anymore strength applied to it would shatter the brittle glass.


Is it really worth it?


You suddenly find yourself tripping over a huge black bramble. Landing with your hands in front of you, you happen to dive safely into the dirt without harming The Vial. Unfortunately, you feel that the demonic presence reach you.


Holding The Vial closer to your chest as it approaches, you truly wonder.