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Hell is a terrible place. But this… whatever this is, is much worse.

Maybe being ruler of Hell that made it tolerable. But no. Even when those pricks on the 2nd tier threw me into a cage for 100 years, this is crueller.

I think it's the noise. In Hell, with all those fucking losers crying and carrying on. Ugh. Just thinking about it. Say what you want about how flimsy the human body is. The human soul is even more pathetic.

Just thinking of them, now I feel pathetic.

Wait. The fuck am I? I'm not asleep yet. Darkness. Worse. Void. Silent nothingness.

I fucked around with Hades once, he showed me Tartarus. 'The Abyss'. But this was… darker. Colder. I can't even feel my body. Do I have a body? Is this the physical or spiritual realm? Fuck.

The emptiness. The endlessness. That's what fucks me up about this place.

Let's see. Before this. Where was I? I remember… God. Talking to God. But what happens next?

No that's not right. I was going back to the temple. Did I take God up on his offer? This is fucking unusual. How is my memory so foggy? One of God's tricks? No. God wouldn't fuck with my consciousness like this. It's not his style. Yes, as regretful as it was, I was taking God up on his offer. Or, I said I was. Going through the back channels is a hassle, but it's always worth it to fuck with him. Yuck. I feel the fear again. It's been almost a thousand years before I felt this. Who could do this? Who could outwit Me?

Are you cold?

A piercing voice of a deep, broad rumble floods my mind.

Let's cut the crap. Who the fuck are you?

Don't you feel that pain?

A burning, million shard stab of pain cuts my insides, filling me with gripping cold and surging heat. I've been tortured before, but this is the whole bag, all in one moment. I barely can contain my agony.

Yeah. Great. Who the fuck are you?

Good. Your strength impresses me.

You gonna show me that big dick of yours or what tough guy?

You are nothing.

The pain increases tenfold. A thousand-fold. I feel the ultimate suffering. I flash from seething red, to blue darkness, to hot white, to a sickly-green-yellow. I feel myself slipping into a timeless void of agony. But I keep my composure. I'd rather suffer forevermore then let some prick beat me at my own game.

Oh yeah baby, right there! Hurt me more daddy!

I seek you 'God'.

Hit me with another whack of that pain machine shit before you call him, 'my God' cunt-you-very-much.

I am not interested in your pathetic words. I want God. I hunger. Reveal it to me or perish evermore and feel the burn of infinite oblivion.

Well fuck. You just called God, 'it'? I'm in. Whoever the fuck you are.

I like this guy. He reminds me of me, but less charismatic and more powerful. I wonder if he's got his own daddy issues or if he's some sought of primeval prick.

I see into your mind.

Oh. That's annoying.

I see your plots against me. I am evermore and nevermore. I am the darkness.

A new pain rips my insides out and tears my mind into a trillion pieces of pain. I finally crack. And scream in all-encompassing anguish.

Fine! Fuck. Ahh. Cunt! Just. Just considering my options, pal. It won't happen again!

Do not tempt to inconvenience me, child. Or I will set my will upon you and push forward your capacity for suffering deeper yet.

Yeah. Sweet. I'm hearing ya. So, what's the ask? You want God? Fuck. I'll give him to you on a shining silver plate. I hate the cunt. You're doing me a favour.

Very well.

Suddenly the void is gone, replaced by two new voids, in the form of black, shining eyes staring into me intently. Light, heat, sound. I'm back on Earth. Some sort of mind trick? The man facing me is regal and inhumanly large. I can feel his ancient age, and yet his black skin is smooth and plump, that sexy-just-out-of-the-teens-glow. This guy is vain? Huh. Reminds me of God.

His left eye twitches as if to inspect me. But's a curious look, rather than a vengeful one. The mind-reading thing, temporary? Hey big balls, your head's too fat. He's sitting spread-eagle with an ornate dress of tiger fur. I can see his package, is that supposed to put me off? Darling.

Well? He says, his voice more beautiful and definitely human.

Well. Let me out of this magic-spell-thing, and let's go penetrate the Kingdom of Heaven.