Chapter 1 - The Forsaken Princess of Hell

Warning gore and blood violence ahead!

??? POV:

Hell. A habitat of misery and home to all sin. All the unimaginable horrors of the surface world happen here in Hell. All the inhabitants of this place have sinned from smaller offenses to the highest injustices which would make them more than just a mere monster. In this place, its a free for all to sin as much as you wish without much consequence.

But...you have to be careful of you cross because you never know just how powerful or monstrous they could be. You could be their next victim if you weren't careful. Those with the most dominant abilities and sin count held the most power here.

But for me...despite being raised in a family of elevated royalty, I have no sin count. Due to that, no one really has much respect for me. It's expected as much...

People's favorite nicknames of me are "the weak princess", "pathetic girl", and other names that I would rather forget about. I don't let them get to me though, as weak as I may seem for not doing any heinous actions in my life, I hold powers to protect myself from others if need be.

My family is the most esteemed in the whole world of hell with my parents being both the king and queen of hell. Although, there is 8 other rulers in 9 rings of hell and I have meant most of them in meetings with my father. They all appeared to be considerate towards me treating me as close royalty and addressing me as my name even though they nearly match my father in power.

Princess...of Hell. I'm not suited for such a name. I may be part of an influential family with much leverage to the Mange name, I have not aided in the duties of hell. I'm treated nothing more than a doll with not much purpose.

There was a point where I was loved and was in a fairly normal relationship with my family but...

After I hesitated and stopped myself from sinning when my father sought to see why I had no sin count and didn't go out into the world to make myself stronger, he didn't mutter much of a word to me. When he did, it was of spite and progress on my life but like always, he looked down on me as I resided mostly in the palace.

This place held the harsh color of blinding red and the smell of blood from the outside. There was great amounts of heat from the lava lakes adding to the suffocating solitude. The heat wasn't much of a comforter at night when it kept me wide awake.

I tried my best even when I was young to avoid going out of the palace due to the amount of sin I would have to endure seeing. I got used to it at a point but going out for too long would eventually make me puke. Fortunately, I was always protected by my parents when anyone thought it was a good idea to strike me down.

That's why my father desperately wanted me to sin and get stronger in a place like this. He gave me a test to pass and if I failed...then he would no longer recognize me as someone able to rule. Someone so weak would have the name crumble in a short time.

So he gave out an opportunity for someone to cross him as an excuse to have his daughter to kill them but...

"Charlie...do you want to know what they did? They tried to kill me, your father, and do you want to know what happens when such a thing happens? Well, they happen to suffer dire consequences. Don't you think they deserve it?" My father's usual black pupils were replaced with a lustful bloody red. His figure held the lesser demon's neck holding him up in the air.

He had a pure whitened smile but behind that smile was a wicked intention towards the demon who was at his mercy. He lead me to the lower castle dungeons where those who imprisoned were brutally tortured and killed. Forever to be gone.

At first he lead me here wanting to show me something...unannounced to me it would be something so horrific and traumatic. I would have to make a choice that would change my life forever.

To sin or not to sin...

His smile grew wider as threw he a knife towards me. "Charlie...you know what you have to do, correct? In case you don't..." In a matter of seconds, one of the demon's arm was cut off by the sword sheathed on his belt. A horrendous scream came from the demon as my father's sin count went up.

My eyes widened as I covered my mouth seeing the sight. My body started to shake in fear of what I would soon be forced to do. His blood splattered all over getting on me and my father's suit.

He used that as another excuse intentional for him to get injured. "Curse you, blood all over my new custom made suit. Oh well, Charlie you know what you have to do. Prove yourself that you can handle holding our name and are able to get stronger. This is your first step to great power." How did he expect me to continue when I could barely hold the knife in my hand? I was visible shaken up while tears inched down my rosy cheeks.

I tried to approach closer to the demon as the demon struggled against my father's grip on his neck aiming the knife for his back but as I took a couple steps more, I collapsed onto the floor and dropped the knife.

I couldn't do it. No matter how much the demon sinned...I couldn't kill him. I couldn't sin even if my life depended on it.

"I-I can't d-dad...I-I'm scared...you can d-do it yourself." Hearing that, his smile diminished slowly as a sigh was heard through his teeth. He whispered under his breath seeming to be in a mood of rage," ...fine. so be it. you are as weak as others say. you will not be the same in my eyes unless you can prove yourself." The entirety of his eyes turned red as the grip around the small demon's neck grew in intensity decapitating the demons head from its body.

He died not long after that as his body flew to the side of my father hitting the cold wall of the cell. I could do nothing to stop my father...was this a sin in itself?

To not stop a sin from happening? Is that a sin for not striving to stop it...? No. It wouldn't make a difference if I saved him, people down here kill all the time and he would end up sinning with another life lost forever.

But...it didn't help with my stomach twisted in knots and my body frozen. I couldn't do anything anyway to save him. That would only infuriate my father more...

Tears flowed down my cheek staining my already dirtied bloody shirt. I covered my mouth once more to avoid shouting or puking.

His gaze directed from the body to me with a sinister glare from his traditional black pupils that appeared to be back. He approached me and kneeled down to my level to wipe away my tears. His cold touch made me shiver painfully as blood brushed the bottom of my eyes. He sighed as a smile that usually graced his face never appeared again. A frown replaced it instead as he spoke bluntly," Look, Charlie...if you cannot be strong for yourself, you will have to find someone strong to be next to your side. Me and your mother cannot tend to a weak daughter. If you don't eventually sin or prove yourself to me, I'll have to arrange a marriage to someone suitable of my choice. You cannot do anything to go against my word but I cannot make you sin. It has to be you to sin. Now...leave me be. Go." His last words were harsh and sharper than the sword he wielded as it stabbed intensely into me.

I followed his command and ran straight for my room to never leave for 2 days haunted by his words and the events that transpired.

Although, being stuck in solitude for that long as a princess, my close friend from school, Vaggie, came to my aid. She had my parent's permission to visit me whenever she desired as long as it didn't disturb their duties.

As I laid in bed reading tales of heroic deeds with tougher characters than I, knocks filled my ears from the wooden doors of my bedroom. *KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK*

"Anyone in there? Charlie?" Listening to the girl's familiar voice from the other side immediately told me who it was. "Come in Veg!" The doorknob twisted to the appearance of Vaggie. Long locks of white hair followed in her stride as she walked over to me sitting on my bed.

"Hey! I haven't seen you in a couple days...are you alright? I've been worried about you Charlie..." I made her concerned about me? In such a place where good people are hard to find, I guess I got lucky with her. Ever since we got close at school, she's been always been by my side even at my worst times.

I couldn't ask for anyone else to be here right now. She stood up for me at school and has a reputation for being one of the most toughest demons the school has to offer. Every time I see her in the line of fire and fighting...she reminds me of a warrior in the books I indulge myself in. Reliable and reputable if I gave her armor, she'd really look like a fighter of adventurous strength.

I couldn't stop myself from a slight chuckle at the image of her in a suit of armor fighting off dragons just like in the stories. I sighed and shut the hard covered book laying it down to my side.

"Oh...well being honest...I haven't been well. I'm sorry I haven't been to school and I'm not in a great mood. I know I put on a smile and all but for now...I just want to cry. Something happened between me and my dad and...I don't want to see him right now. I didn't want to see anyone but...h-having you here right now is a refresher haha isn't that silly?" Before I knew it, tears began to form in my eyes and the sharp pain in my stomach returned just like from two days.

Vaggie opened up her arms and wrapped them around me bringing me closer to her presence. She spoke closer to me where I could hear her soothing voice as her hand caressed the behind of my back. "Charlie, it's okay to have help and comfort. I'm here for you so don't doubt going for me help. You can tell me about what happened if you want. It'd be good to let out everything so everything is off your shoulders. I...did miss you too,  even if it was only two days haha."

The more she comforted me, it aided in getting rid of the feeling of loneliness. It didn't take much for me to spill everything to her. The tears flowing down from my eyes streamed faster than a wave of water hitting a boat of sailors on the wide ocean. I held on tight to the fabric on her back and placed my head onto her bare shoulder. "H-He tried to make me sin...I-I couldn't do it! I-I froze up and failed him...h-he said I'm weak. I'm a princess to my people but I-I can't even be strong to keep this kingdom or the respect of my name...am I really that weak? Even you have a large sin count and you appear to be like a warrior...I want to be like you..."

Her eyes widened at my words as she flinched at my remark about her. She sighed to herself as she laid a hand over my head feeling into my hair as she responded softly," You...don't want to be like me. You don't know what I've done to get where I'm at and what I've been through...I'm not sure if I could tell you. Maybe one day...but that's not important. You can still be strong without a high sin count...you're tougher than you think honestly. You may think it's cowardly to not sin but I think that's one of the greatest things in this world. A princess of hell not having a single sin despite having it all around you...must be very hard to deal with. You're strong for going on despite that."

Her message got through to me even if I tried to deny it. The grip I had on her clothing lightened as I thought about her words. Was I perhaps...stronger than I thought being able to go against the temptation of sin? She had many great points but...even if I was the strongest person in hell, having a low sin count makes my reputation close to nothing.

Everyone in hell knows me as the "Forsaken Princess of Hell" and I'm not sure if that would ever change as long as I continue the way I am now.

I desired to be strong in my own way just like those hero's in the books. I wanted to be the one to give a happy ending but how could I make a true difference of prosperity in a place like this?

That's where I got the game changing idea and the light bulb in my head turned on brighter than the sun.

Redemption.

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