d gargoyle fellow walked before me, he didn't thank me for rescuing hi

ide the caves molded into the stone mountains. It was surroun

ames by now? that lava looked bo

wn body then to mine. Mmhh...

all human once. I saw less than ten creatures there, each with di

while for you." The red looking man said to me, he was

nd. He gave me a book showing my future, it was unfolding right in front of

damn sor

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like. That forsaken day I was captured by the creepy crawlers. It was Savaric's term for indicati

his very sharp fingernails and draw blood to my thick shard skin upper arm. I was shackled to the low dunge

crawlers came up to me and draw his sharp knife-like nails and slid them across the length of my backs

estraints allow me to, while they kept on tearing my body, tortur

al down here. The things that they can do to you is beyond words. I was in their dungeon for almost a decade, until I final

ing for a way out. Thinking that as an immortal, my time was best spen

I let out a deep growl and groaned louder, but it seemed to fuel them so much more, as they le

too beautiful to resist." The other crawlers let out his scratchy voice, making

n, I thought I was alone. Until I he

deep voice was coming from the other side. I couldn't see him, and my bo

." I hoar

nd I will repay you and let you live in my

rts just as bad as the mending of my broken bones from the

rying to voice my words, but the pain was so i

from the North K

re several kingdoms in hell. They reign various lands and spent more

re mortals. Creatures reside there to shield themselves from death, but since we don't get to die...here we a

be expected why even bother. I just needed to get out o

rts to rush and flow to the other part of my body, that was severely torn away from my flesh. Th

r while..." The voice s

k to earth." I groaned as I felt the insides of

the meantime, you

e to get out. if I could manage to help him out, then he would owe me. If not, it wouldn't be my loss. I still had no

ing their weakness. I had been studying them, every time they had finished with me they become

t recovering as fast as before. I was hearing the crawlers speak, they we

into my quarters, I tugged the shackles that bound my hands. For days I had been

I had to make it quick if I wanted to escape the dungeon, I cut their throat with their own knife-like nails. It

elping him, I just like the idea that some King of hell owes me his life. That wa

both of us out of there but turned out that King

' territory, I was about to part wa