It's a world where the only color you can see is darkness, fresh blo- I mean bright red. Nothing else. But in the end of the world their is a dim yellow light illuminating a window of a room.

There was gramophone playing a song of 'My Gal I is a High Born Lady' of (1896) on a old maple wood beside the Almara (Av; -Cupboard) of the same old beautiful wood filled with too many records of different songs from different timelines. At the same time, the room itself decorated with many artifact's which dated way back to early ages of mankind. It looked more like a museum rather than a room.

If you are wondering what place is this? It's NARAKA (Av; -HELL) And this room belongs to the youngest prince Nishindhar, of 945th Lord Emma-O Avasya Khalujavrtra. The current King of Naraka.

Nishindhar had a strange dream. (Av; -According to other citizens of Naraka and his parent's) He always wanted to visit earth and explore it but what to do? He never got the chance. But every hundred years a death god has to go up, to Earth. And has to gather information on how human world changed and how there customs have changed by which they can design the punishment's for their sin's.

Today's occasion is that Nishindhar may have the chance to visit earth. He may what? He will. For the past years he as been proving himself worth the mission. A young man. (Av; -Don't ask his age) Stood before the mirror looking at his appearance within. Admiring his own beauty.

Then suddenly the door facing his back opened with a silent noise. A young maid stepping into the room said with absolute respect from bottom of her heart "Your Highness. His Majesty wishes your presence in the grand hall" While saying that she's did a daring act by lifting her head a little up. She has been serving this prince for a long time as long as her grandma's hanging teeth came loose. (Av'- And once again don't ask how long it's been hanging...) It's been a long longing wishing to sneak a peak at this prince who was rumored to have defying beauty in both heaven and hell. With much courage she raised her eyelids slightly up. Her eye's reflected the reflection in the mirror as the prince was facing the other side.

"....." No words. What she saw in the mirror can only be described by the unceasing sweat drenched her silk clothes. Then Nishindhar turned around and walked up to the maid he didn't go much closer for which his aura might burn the poor thing. When he was in safe distance. Even this didn't help the girl as the monstrous aura enveloped her completely. He than leaned forward a bit and said that "You know what?" He took a deep look at the maid features for a few seconds and said.

"It's good to have such curiosity but you should know your limits well too. I am saying this because I do not want loose a maid who accompanied me all this year's and find a new one and then teach them everything from the beginning is really such a boring work"

And took a step back releasing the poor girl out of his overwhelming aura, straightening his back he said "You know me right?"

Even though she frightened to death (Av; -Well they do due but not so easily) said in a whisper "Yes... Your Highness. Th-This... lowly servant... Under-Understand's... Your Highness" The maid stumbled at her replay after being found of relief from the pressure.

He smiled at the suturing maid and said in carefree way "It's not like me sounding narcissistic. I do have confidence in my looks. So, if you want's take a look at me, you can whenever you want but... Now it's came to that NO sneaky-peaky's! Got it! Uru" Nishindhar said with a light chuckle.

Hearing that light chuckle the maid had a mood swings too. Straightening her self and with just a thought she dried upped her wet dress accompanied with blooming smile she said once again "Now shall we go Your Highness?"

"We shall!" Nishindhar said as he gestured her with his right hand to move. They both left the room which once turned into nothingness right upon loosing his presence. As if it never existed before.

They both walked into an endless long corridors as wide as ten massive elephant's could walk through side by side. Decorated with murals, sculptures of heavenly dazzling women and men's. And painted the most historical events of fourteen dimensions.

At one corner there was a huge fountain. Bright reddish liquid spilling out like a blooming red flower. Oh yeah, no it's not blood. Not blood. Definitely not blood. Absolutely not the blood. (Av; -Why are you guys are not asking me what it is... Hmm! Fine I'll tell myself.) As I mentioned before every hundred years one death god will go up to earth. And so, some time before Nishindhar's big brother went out in the year of 1919 to 1920 of Mauna Iki, Kilauea Volcano, Hawaii. And that's when he happened to be there and the lava erupted which as been accumulating for years. He really liked to collect things and so he collected the lava and gifted it to his little brother. Who really loved the things came from earth so which took shape of a beautiful fountain.

After the long tiring walk they reached the grand hall at last Finally...

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