8am
(No One's Pov)
Gamer was helping the others by wiping down most of the tables before the casino opened, they were only behind a bit due to Death not exactly being the first awake and working like every other day. June walked over to the bar where Nile stood washing up glasses "Hey, do you know what's up with Death lately?" June quietly asked, leaning on the bar counter a bit "No clue, this isn't really like him at all" Nile answered, grabbing a tea-towel to dry the glasses he just cleaned. "You think he's just having an 'off' day?" "No, this... this is something else" June told Nile "He never acts this way unless... maybe there's something on his mind-" "Can't be, just three weeks ago, he straight up grabbed a drink behind the bar during the first night shit that week... then the next week he dealt with the problem bothering him" Nile told June. June signed "Please tell me this isn't gonna last a week or more-" "And what are you two talking about?" both demons flinched a bit as Death folded his arm whilst leaning on the door frame of the doorway leading to the employee rooms. "N-nothing sir-" "Didn't seem like nothing" Death interrupted Nile before walking pass him "Back to work, now" Death told them before walking out from behind the bar... he wasn't wearing the uniform like everyone else. His voice sounded harsh and tired, seeming as though he wasn't in the mood for even the tiniest problems. "I'm heading out, won't be back until very late" Death told all his friends before walking out the front door of the casino whilst Gamer lifted his head, watching the ripper walk away from the building. "Where is he going?" Gamer overheard Nile's question to June "Probably what you said he did two weeks ago" June answered "Dealing with the problem bugging him" Gamer raised a brow as he looked out the window of the casino, seeing the ripped demon disappear off into the distance. 'Problem?' Gamer thought as he slowly continued to wipe down the table he as at 'What problem would be bugging a person like Death?' he silently questioned himself yet of course the answer didn't appear immediately... only the horrid feeling in the pit of his stomach telling him that it was bad.
8:41am
(Death's Pov)
I stepped into the elevator with another torture demon, not a ripper like me nor someone I actually knew. There was only two buttons, two different 'floors' the elevator could go... the accompanying demon pressed the second one before the doors finally closed. "Nervous?" the demon asked, I shook my head as he looked at me, no exact emotion on my face whatsoever "Record says you haven't been down here for a good while" he stated "I was busy" I coldly told him, folding my arms as I felt the elevator shift for its slow and long descend to the new 'level'. "Gonna be good to finally hear him shut up" the demon commented "Trust me, that wont last long after this visit" I told him... or more of warned him. After a couple of minutes, the elevator finally stopped and opened its doors to reveal several rows of black-mazed columns and doors with loose chains hanging off them, not even bothering with keeping them locked. The sky was dark and consumed by darkened clouds and raining ash. "Level three of nine, Torture Ring" the demon announced as I stepped out of the elevator, letting out a short breath... not pleased to be revisiting this ring of Hell
There are several elevators scattered throughout Hell and its nine rings, yet there is only one elevator that goes to the Torture Ring and that is for multiple reasons, including the fact that this is the very ring of Hell where those who've died from 'human lives' filled with regret are tortured with their own personal hell-loops. The warden of this ring is Lucifer yet everyone knows that archangel always leaves for Human realm or Mid realm 'trips' due to the lack of entertainment of watching boring hell-loops... trust me, it gets boring after watching something repeat more than five times over the course of an hour. Another thing with this ring, time is a lot slower and only torture demons and devils who are greatly familiar with the Torture Ring know the actual time within the other rings... explaining this, the reasons and functions to a 'newbie' can be rather confusing.
We walked down several corridors worth of columns and doors before finally reaching an old brown door, wood rotten and burnt, old paint chipped... the door of an old prisoner. The demon opened the door and poked his head in "Santo, you've got a visitor" the demon told the person inside before stepping aside to let me walk in. Once I stepped in, the door was closed behind me, only to prevent the 'prisoner' from escaping their hell-loop. A blackish-brown haired man with ivory skin sat on a wooden chair, looking like a much older yet completely different version of me. "Hey dad" I greeted the man yet he just looked up and glared at me with his cold brown eyes, but I managed to keep my own cold face "Well? aren't you gonna say 'hello'?" I questioned, folding my arms "What should I? I don't know wo the hell you are" he snapped.
A downside to visiting those who were 'family' in past human life, you're not exactly 'allowed' to see what that person's hell-loop is... security reasons. Anyone in these prisons or hell-loops aren't demons or devils, they're mostly human... well human souls that only celestials such as demons and devils can see, hear and touch. My father is currently been punished since his death for all the lives he has ruined, excluding my own. A murderer who cared nothing more than death itself, his enjoyment of cold emotionless torture before ending a miserable life, his 'love' for his wife who enjoyed the same sick things... and raising an hellish monster he called a 'son'. When I first heard he was down here instead of one of the other rings, I couldn't exactly believe the fact that he actually felt guilt and regret for something before death... the man himself wasn't known for 'regret' whatsoever, he was known for his pride in killing people.
I angrily signed "Look, I get you're still 'upset' about what I've been doing, but I thought I should come see ya-" "No shit, it's been a year" he snapped again as I bit my tongue "What's been so interesting that it kept you from visiting?" he rudely asked "...an angel fell into Hell last year... because of me" I told him as a stupid smirk crawled onto his face. "You made an angel fall-" "No, it was all just a huge misunderstanding and lately I've been trying to make it up to him" dad's scowl immediately returned to his face "... 'him'? don't tell me you went to Heaven, picked out a fucking male angel and-" "Don't you dare finish that fucking sentence" I snapped back at him. "I wouldn't do such thing- he's my friend, nothing else" I told him "Yeah right, I've heard that before" he rolled his eyes "What are you talking about?" "That one boy you were 'hanging out' with in order to seem 'normal', you were 'friends' with him-" "Santo" I snapped, making dad jump a bit... wait... that's the first time I managed to- "What? 'dad' no longer good enough for ya?". I balled my hands up into fists, cracking most of my fingers at the action "You're becoming just like those innocents upstairs-" "Shut up!" I snapped, eyes glowing red as he smirked a bit "I knew it... a disappointment such as you still acts like his old self" he said as I froze, glaring at him. "The hell is that suppose to mean?" I questioned him "You've become as weak and pathetic as those innocents in Heaven, guessing that's the influence of your new little angelic 'play thing'-" before I knew it, I hit him. I had hit my own father, punched him directly in the face, hard enough to knock a tooth out... a lot of blood dripped out of his mouth and down his chin and neck.
He looked up at me as I glared at him, eyes burning their new signature crimson red "I'm your father-" "No... you're not" I hissed, anger boiling within my veins "Neither you or Ravenna are my parents..." I told him, dad's glare worsening "You'd really choose an angel over me and your mother-" "Yes, I'd choose any of my friends over you any day" I answered. "You're getting to attached to that fucking angel-" "That angel saved my life" I cut him of midsentence "He helped me when no one else would and was the first person who didn't care how much of a monster I really am" I stated "I'm only returning the favour" "Right, and does he actually know anything about your past?" my father questioned. I stayed silent as he smirked "Thought so- no one would be willing to be 'friends' with you if they actually knew the truth-" "That's when you're wrong" I interrupted him, catching him somewhat off-guard "What?" "I have a... friend who knows the complete story" I lied... I've only told Akire a little bit of my demon past, and I plan to keep it that way. "See- unlike you, I am capable of having friends-" "Oh really? so who was piece of shit that I told to give you my 'kindest regards'?" dad questioned, smirking at me... obviously talking about Jenson Myles "You really sending debt-owning greed sinners to go up to the Pride Ring to annoy me?" "I call it being creative and resourceful" he smiled in pride. "Really? cuz it actually seems cheap and crappy for someone who's suppose to be a prideful murderer" I told him and believe me... he hated that comment "Take that back-" "Only when you and mom freely walk the Pride Ring" I smirked before walking out the door, back into the black columned hallway. "Wait- no!" I slammed the door as I listened to my father's muffled swearing "I hope that angel rips your fucking guts out while you watch!" he yelled "I hope it hurts like fucking hell! I can't wait to hear the day he fucking betrays and kills every single fucking pathetic demon friend you have and destroys your whole fucking life!" he continued to yell as he pounded on the door.
"Every one of those pathetic innocents were made and born for that fucking reason! to kill and destroy every single fucking demonic creature that roams hell!" I rolled my eyes at his words. He can try all he likes, he's not 'scaring' me into thinking shit- "How shit was his life in Heaven, Death?" I raised a brow at his question "What makes you think that an angel who has been through so much fucking shit and trauma is really ever gonna be friends with a monster like you?" I... I froze, for some fucking reason I froze... I could practically feel his fucking smirk on the other side of the fucking door. "Look at yourself... you look horrid and your parents are murderers who killed dozens of people, that very blood also runs through your veins" I looked at the ground "You said it yourself, you're a monster.... tell me, do angels or normal people care or like monsters-" I opened the door as I summoned a gun and shot him in the head just to make him shut up before slamming the door shut again. "Fucking shit of a kid" I heard him mutter after a loud thud that indicated he fell to the ground.
Fun fact about 'prisoners' in their own hell-loops... you can't exactly 'kill' them even if you try, it's only gonna shut them up for a few seconds.
"That still fucking hurts!" dad snapped "Good" I muttered under my breath before turning to the demon who had lead me earlier to the door "I'm ready to head back now... for good" I told the demon, he nodded his head and lead me away from the door. No matter how many years it has been since my mother and father died and been tortured here, no matter how long I'm a demon for... I'll never forgive them for what they've done and what they turned me into.
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