CHAPTER 5

"LET US OUT!!"

"CALL THE POLICE!!"

"****! THIS CAN'T BE REAL!"

Mortals screamed, crying their eyes out, some are just staring blankly as if their brains stopped functioning. They are all drowning in fear of the devil who they thought was already dead from their attack.

"Humans, you willingly agreed to humor me and yet now, your actions are the complete opposite." Rage is the only thing that Number 1 feels at this moment. He wanted to slaughter them all from what they did to him.

No one responded as their bodies begin to tremble. "God, please help me." Some of them prayed for salvation, repenting, reflecting from their sins.

"Are you praying?" The devil appeared behind the tattooed drug addict whose eyes are firmly shut. Grinning from ear to ear, he whispered in a voice which seemed to come from beneath the ground and it sent shivers down the man's spine. "No one's gonna come."

"I..I...didn't do anything wrong. I was just having f-fun." Frightened by the danger of the being behind him, whatever or whoever he really is, the mortal can't help himself from wetting his pants.

"Pffft! STOP! I'm tired of hearing you people." Finally shifting back to his original form, Number 1 spread his arms wide. Running his hand on his white semi-curly hair, he stretched his neck with his eyes closed. "Now, now. Let us end this."

"D-Did you see that?"

"T-That was scary as ****..."

"What is even happening here?"

"I..just wanna go home.."

"Lord, I'm sorry for what I've --"

"BOOOO!!" A pair of dissimilar eyes met theirs, one was blue and the other was black. Creepy smile crawled onto the devil's face which gave shivers to the humans. All the while, the former was so thrilled watching them.

Not knowing that his angered subsided, he can no longer see them as living beings but rather are toys he wanted to play with.

But they bore me already. He thought.

No one has energy to even speak a word. Horror embraced them while watching the devil slowly lift his arm and a dark smoke crawled into the room. His chuckle turned into a terrifying laughter and all the ladies started to weep. Men start cursing at the devil as if it would make any difference. Some are still trying to look for a way out but only to feel disappointment and despair.

"I should've stopped doing this when my mom told me."

"If I was not here, I might be able to live longer."

"Damn. Why do these memories flash before my eyes?!"

"Are we really going to die?"

"I'm scared."

"Just..just one more chance. I'll live a better life."

"This is not supposed to happen..."

"I haven't even told my crush how much I like her..."

"This must be some kind of a joke..."

"Please..."

All kinds of feelings, thoughts and ideas are running through their heads. Who could even think straight in this situation? They are all afraid of dying especially in the hands of this devil before them. But none of them had the courage to fight for they are all aware of what will happen. Whether they fight back or not, they will not be in par with his power. They are just humans. Mere mortals.

"Don't worry," said the devil, "I'll make this quick!" He stood still while everybody else were off the ground, they are being raised by some kind of force that the ***** eyes can't see.

Screaming, wailing, shrieking in pain. Their spirits are slowly being taken by the devil who's adoring the sight. The bodies whose spirits are already taken started to decay and drop to the ground. Worms feed on it and even crows started to appear out of nowhere.

Mortals witnessed how all of them are suffering, they are filled with dread but could not do a thing to protect themselves. They are terrified, unable to move an inch as they feel and see their spirits slowly moving toward the devil.

It is scary. Indeed. But what can they do aside from accepting this tragic end? They pleaded for help, prayed for redemption, but to no avail. They can't be saved.

"This must be it", they all thought and eventually lost consciousness.

..._____...

Blinding darkness welcomes you to the underworld, a place where upon entrance you can only see either black or red. The temperature that can surely make one catch his breath and can even increase in an unimaginable degree, where spirits are endlessly tormented, incessant screeching is a part of the routine and has become some kind of music to the ears of the dwellers, where supernatural beings and evil spirits are gathered, they are in different forms, some are monster-looking while others appear as though they are in the living world. 

Welcome to Hell!

"Number 1!", Satan who wears a full-blown smile strides toward him. "How's your vacay? I see we have new residents, huh?"

"Got too excited." Number 1 handed over the spirits he took which are compressed into a ball. "Treat them good."

"HAHAHA! Well, done! Leave them here." Without Satan giving any instruction, his demons begin to gather and separated the spirits. They are being taken to the rightful levels in hell in accordance to their sins. "Oh! I almost forgot to tell you about your gift!"

Cheery, he was looking forward to what Satan will give him. With sparkling eyes and hands clasped together he asked, "What's that? Did something special happen?" He wriggles his eyebrows in delight although he is skeptical of the other's actions. He isn't the type to give presents, a punishment is more believable.

"You got a new task!"

"Shouldn't get my hopes up."

"HAHA! Anyway, I'm sure you'll be thrilled for this one!"

"And why is that?"

"He's a difficult one. He lives a virtuous life. He rarely commit sins, if he did, he prays immediately. His faith is a pain in the ***."

"Then why him?! I don't want to deal with that mortal!"

He's not making any sense to Number 1. What they do is gather sinners and bring them down to hell to torture. Why would he bother getting the spirit of someone who's nearly a saint?

"I'm not offering a negotiation here." His tone and expression turned deadly in a split second. Annoyance is evident with the way he look at him. "Should I kill you?"

Number 1 couldn't stop himself from swallowing the lump in his throat. He knows, more than anyone, that Satan can and will do it if he wanted to. He was once persecuted by him and the pain is beyond imaginable. He was even stripped of his rank and now he couldn't afford to lose it for the second time."I was just kidding, hehe.." It was an awkward. laugh. "So, what should I do?"

The seriousness in Satan's face just a few seconds ago turned into a huge grin. "Bring him to me."

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