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Rewriting
Legacy Name: Rewriting
The
Common Experiment #696Owner:
Age: 5 years, 9 months, 4 weeks
Born: June 20th, 2018
Adopted: 5 years, 9 months, 4 weeks ago
Adopted: June 20th, 2018
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- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
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A forgotten versicle
Everyone has a personal hell on their mind, a place inside where the chaos reign and fear takes over. We usually are transported to that place when something horrible happens in our lives, from the death of a loved one to being fired, our hell is where we allow ourselves to get swallowed and face the suffering so we can blossom once again to keep fighting and achieve something better.
Too bad actual hell is nothing like that.
Jacob had a great life in heaven - like every angel he didn't really had the free will to appreciate that, but a good life nonetheless. In rare occasions he'd be spotted outside his temple where he and other angels of the same class worked continuously to keep and maintain Heaven working.
If you are lucky enough to be welcomed at the pearly gates, you will assisted to your personal piece of heaven where everything is sunshine, lollipops and rainbows. You will be reunited with your loved ones, all your former and future pets will be there and there will be pancakes for breakfast every day.
Of course its all fake, pure shallow reality created around your soul to give you eternal bliss. This is where Jacob and his siblings angels come.
Jacob loved his work, he loved what he did - he would write down part of the holy scriptures that would keep this heaven cycle going. All a team work, but every part of it being vital, somewhat like a angelic version of a heavy machine.
Secretly Jacob was very thankful for not being created as a soldier, he felt much more comfortable sitting behind a desk holding a pen than he would be in line bearing a spear wearing a gold armor. But he took everything for granted, expecting that he and his work would stay safe from war.
And so the war came.
The war took everything from everyone. It wasn't a simple human war where a few brigades were sent down to solve the problems and peace would reign again after a few years, this was a civil war between Heaven and Hell with humanity caught right in the middle, and it was way too much weight to balance.
Heaven had to not only protect itself, but also protect earth from the inevitable apocalypse hell would bring, and in fact earth was the priority. Heaven couldn't keep Hell out, God had run away, millions of angels where destroyed. But faith got something even worse for Jacob.
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Jacob didn't know what was going on, he felt darkness and something new: a very deep pain unknown for any soul, and right after that darkness took over everything, all the lights of the angels together couldn't stop it, it was all over. But not for Jacob.
Sulfur filled the air making it acrid and heavy, Jacob felt stripped from his fancy robes and ornate accouterments, the ground behind him was hard and hot and he could feel straps holding down his wings. He came back to his mind and his sights weren't dark anymore - instead of darkness all he could see was a dark room, two nefarious demons holding two spears that penetrated his chest and his halo right in front of him, shattered.
"Get up you disgusting bag of shit" one of the demons exclaimed, pulling up the spear, forcing Jacob on his feet.
Your lazy days are over you fucking scum, and you better enjoy your new job down here" the other horrible figure shouted, smashing Jacob in the face with a rusty knucks that had several demonic runes encrusted, a visible burn was left where the punch landed. "Now we gonna treat you real good, make sure you don't fly away"
"No, not my wings..." was the first thought that appeared in Jacob's mind, and he was truly terrified for the first time.
What happened next was something only demons could do, something so vile it could only happen on hell. With more punch and kicks, the soldier demons strapped Jacob to a upside down cross constituted of rusty iron covered in spikes. The straps were unnecessary as the spikes pierced deep in his skin, impaling his flesh and holding him in place.
The demons soaked their hands in some kind of oil that burned Jacob's flesh instantly as they touched him. Having a lot of fun, forked tongues licking their teeth, they started pulling Jacob's feathers. And when there were no more feather, they started pulling his skin, then his muscles and tendons, until the only thing left was white bones. At this point, Jacob was collapsing from pain, moaning in agony.
Jacob was threw in another room right after the mutilation session, not strong enough to stay up or do anything at all, but that wasn't a choice. Next thing he knows a giant demon hand was reaching him, he tried shielding his face with one hand but the demon grasped his bone wings and tied him on a chair made of the same spiky material as the cross.
A table was in front of him. A dark raven quill with a razor sharp tip, a round inkwell filled with thick blood and a sheet of human skin laid before him. He already understood what his new role was.
Needless, the giant demon shouted loudly, now Jacob noticed other angels around him, or at least what was left of them. Heavy chains were holding his legs in place, so tightly they were smashing the flesh beneath them.
To create and write down individual tortures for the condemned souls was Jacob new job. Just like he did in heaven, he should decipher every single soul, but now he would search their deepest fears and elaborate a full scenery of fear and agony. God had forsaken him, and he felt no guilt at punishing His most loved creatures.
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