Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-34296765-20160418031341

Hell. Eternal Damnation. Gehenna. Religion has often used, and still use, the idea of neverending suffering as a foolproof way to reduce crime and increase goodwill. But just how bad is it? Do living beings like us, we take the prospect of Hell lightly. You'd think, I mean it's just a fiery cave-like place with lava and blood all over, it's bad but it's probably tolerable.

Nope.

If you think so, you have gotten it very wrong, sir. Even if you think you grasp the true meaning of Eternal Damnation, your subconscious mind still underestimates it. The mortal mind cannot possibly imagine the horror, the despair, the agony denizens of Hell experience every day, every week, every month, every year... for all eternity.

Do you still not get it?

Well then, human. If I tried to describe Hell in all its disturbing glory your mind could not process it and your nervous systems will simply explode, so I will put it in very simple terms mortals can understand to just give you a quick picture of what it's like.

Flash.

Your eyes adjust to the bleak, discouraging surroundings of cascades of blood, rivers of fire, pillars made of some meaty, fleshy substance. Of course, I'm heavily diminishing the descriptions. It's much worse than this. Much worse.

You stand up in response to a swift kick. A hulking anthropomorphic figure wielding a red trident with midnight-black wings peers at you with large, crimson eyes.

"Get up, sinner!"

Your body goes rigid and you look at him, horrified.

"This is your new world for the rest of all time.  Take a good look at your surroundings.  Do you see flowers?  Light?  Colors?  No.  This world reflects your corrupt, twisted mind that landed you here.  You have sinned one too many times and gotten away with it with absolute impunity in your life.  Now, in afterlife, you will pay for all of that.  Forever.

"Jump into that big red pit over there to receive your daily dose of Punishment," the demon says, jabbing you with his trident. Seeing no other choice, you jump in.

There are three feeble-looking women with long strands of gray hair in the pit. They are ferociously whipping other sinners. The cracks are deafening and make you cringe. The screams, moans, and pleads for forgiveness are only too audible.

But all they ever got was whippings.

You see one familiar-looking man besides you. He has a short, stubby bush mustache and a swastika tattoed onto his bare chest. Before you can address him one of the women catch sight of you.

"Ooh, look, sisters, a new sinner!"

Suddenly the bloodstained ground below you rumbles as another woman emerges from a crack on the earth. She is carrying a long, heavy whip heated in lava.

She kicks you down and the hot ground, which has already burned your soles, cooks your hands as they grab onto it to prevent falling. You scream in pain but the woman does not let you move.

Thwack, thwack, thwack. She whips your back until it is lacerated to the bone. You feel like dying but you can't. This is Hell. Soon, your wounds would heal so you can receive more Punishments.

Just like the other sinners, you plead for forgiveness. You beg fore chance. While gurgling blood you implore mighty God and Satan that you are indeed a sinner, you disobeyed and committed crimes, you implore the deities to just give you one more chance, one more chance to become a reformed mortal. Just one more chance.

But the ways of the world are strict. You will not get one more chance. No, you will get only more Punishments for all eternity, never to take a break.

That is what Hell is like. And why am I telling this to you?

Because you are a sinner. I, have been watching you for a long time. I know you lie, trick, segregate, even though you don't think you do. You are corrupt and you should know it. Time is running short. If you do not change your ways, well, let's say the above will happen to you.

I leave you here. Repent and reform, or suffer infinitely.

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