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Angel of Death #46
I woke up with a stinging pain in my shoulders, and aching in my neck, and immense pain in my chest and face. The pain in my face had led to swelling, barely allowing me to open my eyes. With my barely opened eyes, I looked around. Chains were suspending me midair by my arms, which accounted for the pain in my shoulders; I was in nothing but my underwear; my legs were unmovable; and the room I was being held captive in was stained with blood. Who this blood belonged to was unknown to me. As I was in a state of consternation, trying to determine what had happened the night prior, I heard loud footsteps through a steel door. As the footsteps got closer, the heavy door opened revealing a large, demonic figure in a cloak and armor. Then I recounted what had happened the night before: the dark, demonic figure had bested me in my own home. He threw me against a wall, which had caused the pain in my back; crushed my chest beneath his foot, which accounted for the deep pain in my chest; claimed he was Azrael; and delivered a punch so devastating it made me go unconscious.
He stood in front of me saying nothing. All I could hear from him was heavy breathing through his mask. Just the essence of him sent shivers through my body. The sheer sight of him could induce fear into even the bravest of men. Still, he stood, saying nothing, and then I said "What are you? Where am I?"
In the sternest voice imaginable he replied, "I told you. I am the true Azrael. This is where we were born. Where we call home." Looking me dead in the eyes, "Where you will die."
With those words forever embedding into my soul I replied, "Why didn't you kill me? you had every chance to."
"If I would have killed you, you wouldn't be able to truly bask in the full extent of the failure you have cast upon the Order. I will torture you to no end. This torture will be of both your body and your psyche. Here, is where you will learn I am the true embodiment of your worst nightmares. I will make you relive every moment of your life which you consider among your lowest. The death of your boy, the suicide of your wife, the slaughter of your siblings will all be relived by the torment I induce. You thought the life you were living prior was a catastrophe. Well, I'll make this a living hell."
Angel of Death #46
I woke up with a stinging pain in my shoulders, and aching in my neck, and immense pain in my chest and face. The pain in my face had led to swelling, barely allowing me to open my eyes. With my barely opened eyes, I looked around. Chains were suspending me midair by my arms, which accounted for the pain in my shoulders; I was in nothing but my underwear; my legs were unmovable; and the room I was being held captive in was stained with blood. Who this blood belonged to was unknown to me. As I was in a state of consternation, trying to determine what had happened the night prior, I heard loud footsteps through a steel door. As the footsteps got closer, the heavy door opened revealing a large, demonic figure in a cloak and armor. Then I recounted what had happened the night before: the dark, demonic figure had bested me in my own home. He threw me against a wall, which had caused the pain in my back; crushed my chest beneath his foot, which accounted for the deep pain in my chest; claimed he was Azrael; and delivered a punch so devastating it made me go unconscious.
He stood in front of me saying nothing. All I could hear from him was heavy breathing through his mask. Just the essence of him sent shivers through my body. The sheer sight of him could induce fear into even the bravest of men. Still, he stood, saying nothing, and then I said "What are you? Where am I?"
In the sternest voice imaginable he replied, "I told you. I am the true Azrael. This is where we were born. Where we call home." Looking me dead in the eyes, "Where you will die."
With those words forever embedding into my soul I replied, "Why didn't you kill me? you had every chance to."
"If I would have killed you, you wouldn't be able to truly bask in the full extent of the failure you have cast upon the Order. I will torture you to no end. This torture will be of both your body and your psyche. Here, is where you will learn I am the true embodiment of your worst nightmares. I will make you relive every moment of your life which you consider among your lowest. The death of your boy, the suicide of your wife, the slaughter of your siblings will all be relived by the torment I induce. You thought the life you were living prior was a catastrophe. Well, I'll make this a living hell."