A4A822

In the spiritual realm following the death, the folklore speaks of seven foreboding gates materializing before the departing soul. Each gate, a passage to distinct levels of infernal sufferings within the depths of hell, beckons with torment and anguish. Whispers in religious lore suggest that passage through these gates signifies a soul's traversal through these nine circles of unrelenting tribulation, each layer a testament to the weight of transgression and the excruciating trials ahead.

The unyielding torment, the searing agony, and the intricate layer of damnation weave a tapestry of divine judgement, encapsulating the consequences of one's deeds. Yet, within these trials lies a glimmer of hope, where absolution may await, cleansing the soul of its sims, offering a chance for redemption beyond the confines of earthly comprehension.

In religious belief systems that incorporate concepts of karma and afterlife, the nature of punishment transcends mere existence in hell. It's attributed to the accumulation of negative karma throughout one's lifetime. Human life is viewed as a precious opportunity bestowed upon individuals to navigate their choices within the framework of their destiny. Even amidst the harshest truths and deceptive paths, individuals are presented with the agency to shape their lives.

Overcoming these challenges becoming pivotal in steering towards a desired existence, with no external intervention possible. The profound fortune of being granted a human life underscores the significance of this chance for spiritual evolution and growth. 

In the realm if religious belief, it's often believed that actions driven by greed or wrongdoing, even towards animals, can burden the soul. It's said that such actions may subject to the individual to extreme experience: enduring scorching heat as a consequence for their misdeeds and facing the bitter cold as a reflection of the pain they've caused to others. Despite these trials, their existence persists, carrying the weight of the emotional turmoil caused by their betrayals and the suffering inflicted upon others. 

Across countless lifetimes, the cycle of reincarnation endures, offering the soul continuous opportunities for rebirth. Yet, due to the frequent passing of souls from various realms, a swift influx occurs into the realm of suffering. In this space, every transgression committed by individuals shall be met with rightful consequences, ensuring that each soul faces the retribution for their actions.

In an era when humanity was less burdened by extreme emotions, only a scant few souls returned to the depth of hell. As time unfolded, humans gained the capacity for both virtuous and malevolent deeds, yet loopholes persist due to the constraints imposed by heaven and earth. Thus, not all souls find their destined path back to hell for reasons unknown. To rectify this, a designated envoy, chosen for their expertise, was dispatched in adherence to the dictum of hell-a law that governs these matters. This dictum commands the qualified agents to traverse diverse planes in pursuit of those who perpetrate evil. Contrary to human perception, the judge overseeing these affairs lacks a name, much like all denizens of hell. Names elude the entirety of the infernal realm's inhabitants. 

Denizens across myriad of realms referred to one another by designated codes numbers, much akin to earthly designations. Amidst this cast cosmic expanse, countless realms mirrored earth's chaos. The specter of hell's existence instilled dread among all the rational beings, permeating their consciousness with an innate fear, despite the lack of precise knowledge regarding its location. This pervasive awareness of hell's existence loomed over the collective consciousness of all sentient entities, transcending boundaries of the known and unknown, shrouding the entity in an aura of unfathomable dread. 

In the realm of spiritual beliefs, the concept of hell is often regarded as an undeniable reality where all beings, including humans, experience reincarnation. While the existence of God may be a matter of debate, the undeniable presence of hell has sparked countless theories among humanity. Despite the numerous explanations put forth, the true nature and perpetuity of hell remain a profound mystery, shrouded in uncertainty regarding its existence and the mechanisms governing its enduring presence. 

The purity observed in a newborn baby implies a profound mirroring of souls in the context of reincarnation. Upon birth, both the memory and essence of the soul are cleansed, mirroring a renewal process before embarking on the cycle of reincarnation. This pristine state embodies a spiritual rebirth, equal to a fresh beginning unencumbered by experiences or memories from previous lives. Certainly, individuals carrying burdens from experiences cannot evade their repercussions in subsequent lives. Some aspects of life are meant to be lived rather than viewed as punitive measures. These lingering afflictions and unresolved matters continuous across lifetimes, compelling individuals to confront and steer through them as integral parts of their journey, rather than as forms of punishment. Few things are meant to be no matter what. 

In the fifth level of hell, an eerie stillness cloaks the surroundings, an unsettling contrast to the harrowing chaos within. Not a single whisper or sound escapes the lips of the sinners thrown into the murky swamps, engaged in an endless struggle against relentless soldiers. Their screams of torment echo through the desolation, a lost in the thick darkness that engulfs this desolate realm. To the untrained eyes, this abyss remains unseen; only the agents of this realm possess the ability to witness its haunting depths. As his terror-stricken eyes beheld the encroaching soldiers, a primal fear gripped his soul, urging him to flee. Despite his desperate attempts to escape, his efforts were futile, and in a heartbeat, he found himself once more under the crushing weight of the relentless soldiers. His agonized cries reverberated within, trapped in a cycle of torment that defied the boundaries of time. With continual speed, his form would reform only to be mercilessly crushed again by the unyielding soldiers, the rapidity of this torment rendering any attempts at counting the cycles an impossible task. 

By the murky depths of swamp, a figure stood, unmoved by the torment surrounding him. His countenance bore an eerie peculiarity, a marked by deep crimson eyes and visage that held both allure and terror. He bore the semblance of a fallen deity, a haunting embodiment of greatness and death. 

He, the A4A822 Dead God, brought forth the man whose anguished screams echoed through the desolate swamps. This tormented soul, once a soldier, bore the weight of a grievous sin-he had slain his own wife. Falsely accusing an innocent soul, he subjected to his own daughter to brutality before trading her to lustful soldiers. Prior to his descent into this realm, he reaped havoc upon thousands with bombs, from another human planet, a realm same as the human world. Yet, within this infernal domain, such transgressions carry severe consequences, for the act of taking a life heralds the demise of one's soul. Through relentless torment, his soul shall endure excruciating trials until it is utterly shattered, destined for external obliteration. For in this realm, the act of taking life culminates in the eternal vanishing of one's essence-a fate sealed in the fabric of divine justice. 

Regardless of the scale of an action, any wrongdoing, no matter how small, is considered a sin. Human beings, with their capacity for rational thought, carry a higher level of responsibility for their actions compared to other creatures. Apologies, although meaningful, might not absolve one of their sins, especially in the context of spiritual consequences like facing retribution in a realm like hell where forgiveness isn't granted. Each individual, according to the concept of karma, will face the upshot, either positive or negative, for their deeds.

A4A822, a celestial being, approached a mysterious door that materialized without warning. In an instant, he found himself within a modest apartment, inhabiting the vessel of a youthful soul recently departed for rebirth. Tasked with a divine mission, he must guide all trapped souls in this city of Anang to their rightful destination before the appointed hour. The weight of spiritual responsibility rests upon his shoulders as time ticks towards the reckoning. 

The young lad named Zerin, a diligent student attending Anang's secondary school, found himself amidst a world where technology didn't boast the advancement akin to earths, yet it wasn't entirely lacking either. A4A822 meticulously mirrored the traits and the former's daily routine. With a penchant for perfectionism, he meticulously replicated every nuance of Zerin Leey's habit. Transferring to Anang school was original owner's fervent desire, a shift that filled him with happiness. But he didn't have any chance to step into this school even once. It seems disappointing but in one point it is better as he was a good person, he was by fate saved from this mysterious Anang school which is swallowing countless students. In preparation for his school today, A4A822 diligently readied himself by preparing a hearty breakfast before going out for the school.

Clad in the innocence of youth, he wore a gentle smile as he confidently approached the bus stop. His demeanor exuded kindness and polished manners. The previous owner's life had been remarkably uncomplicated- centered around the basic rhythm of eating, sleeping, and attending school. 

Upon boarding the bus and passing through the gates, a multitude of wandering souls materialized, some darting around while few even entered the bus. Their presence sent shivers down the spines of the living, although these apparitions remained unseen to ordinary eyes. However, the living could sense the eerie shift in the atmosphere caused by their strong yin energy.

Recognizing the situation, A4A822, swiftly commenced his duty, guiding these souls towards the threshold leading to a place of reckoning-hell. Hell exists beyond the physical realm, spanning the skies, the land, the air, and the water. No soul is exempt from this cosmic equilibrium, for within every human heart resides the capacity for both goodness and cruelty. 

Occasionally, profound remorse or an all-encompassing comprehension of existence can cleanse a soul, enabling it to undergo direct reincarnation. Yet, such instances remain exceptionally rare. Once in million case this is possible. Such genuine comprehension is hardly ever possible.

A4A822 thought about the task execution should start from the school. The Anang school has become a focal point for many years due to a series of alarming incidents. The rate of student's fatalities in this school is shockingly high, a trend that began about ten years ago. However, the gravity of the situation has become more pronounce over the past five years, particularly affecting students with low transfer rates. 

Zerin, as bus stopped before the school gate, also stepped off and confidently made his way towards the school building, situated in the heart of the city. Despite its significantly ruined reputation, the school still boasted an impressive facade, appearing almost brand new and lavishly furnished. The money for this, where did they get that much. However, he didn't pay much attention to this as it is not his work. Upon, appearing, Zerin promptly headed to principal's office to formally announce is enrollment, then proceeded to his designated classroom. The principal's face shine like he saw the sun for the first time in these past five years. For a moment the Dead God had to stop and hear his sweet words to make even a poor guy like him happy in this school. The classroom was immaculately clean, a stark contrast to the conditions in many less privileged schools. The facilities were top-notch, suppressing expectations.

When he stepped into the classroom, a hush fell over the fifty students, their gazes fixed upon him, the class teacher included. The eerie calm within the school was visible, shielded by powerful magic barriers that rendered the place devoid of any souls or presence. A4A822 can see through this but he has to wait for the culprit to show his face until than he can't do anything to anyone here. The lingering mystery surrounding unanswered questions was what had led the previous dead god's attempts. compelling the task to be passed onto him.

In this transparent seal that he can see through countless souls, he just settled into his designated seat, his actions like normal student. Welcomed by the teacher, he introduced himself with a serene smile, announcing his transfer from Actic secondary school, expressing his gratitude for the scholarship that brought him here, "Please look after me in the future." he humbly requested.

The students, a seemingly amiable and welcoming bunch, harbored no visible dissatisfaction or animosity towards him. Throughout two classes, during the break, he traversed the school, meticulously noting every corner before his return. The day flowed smoothly, as clear as water for him, resolving everything within just one day. He's patiently waiting for a specific ghostly figure to show up, though he's not entirely sire it's a ghost. He won't assume without solid proof. However, one thing's clear: whoever it is, they're not from here because no human could create such a detailed seal in this spiritually weak place. 

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