CHAPTER 1 : SOMETHING OLD, SOMETHING NEW
SOMEWHERE IN THE MULTIVERSE
Something old sits and stares at the screen for what would be millennium for any other being, he revels in the Devastation a single mortal had wrought in preventing a total mass extinction event but slowly the high begins to fade and lethargy starts to seep back in, with that last little bit of joyous emotion he hatches a plan that will have far reaching consequences, reaching back into a forgotten void in the wall he withdraws a ancient stone tablet with indecipherable text that slowly transitions to legible English text
Without a thought a random tentacle slapped Yes and a white circle appeared on the ground.
PITS OF HELL
In a flash Charlie went from sitting in a chair to laying on a warm floor with a groan he sat up and looked around at what was clearly no longer the office he was in previously, no instead what he saw was the white walls with red lines all over the walls that suspiciously looked like pulsing veins of what he somehow knew as hell with a single door set in the far wall, pushing off the floor he climbed to his feet and noticed that he was dressed in pink shorts and a tshirt.
He almost wanted to die again for that was what he knew had happened, pink was his most hated colour although given that this was hell of course they wouldn’t give him something he liked, he headed to the door and grasped the handle before twisting it and opening the door he found a hallway filled with doors like his, at that moment he felt a sharp pain on his palm that was holding the door handle.
looking down Charlie found the door handle had grown teeth and had bitten his hand, with a shout he released what used to be a handle and it giggled at him, narrowing his eyes at it in hate Charlie held his injured hand against his chest while glaring at what used to be something normal and in a fit of rage he brought his foot up and sparta kicked the vile thing.
With a loud high pitched scream the so called handle broke off the door and bounced against the opposite door leaving a red splatter before rolling down the hall before going silent, at the same time the door the handle was attached to seemed to melt, stepping away from the newly formed puddle he began walking down the hall to the right after noticing a sign that said exit but before he could get more than halfway there a demon appeared in a puff of smoke.
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He was bright red, short, pudgy and completely bald, also he was wearing a worn suit with a name tag that said Carl, I opened my mouth to ask him what the hell was going on but he held up a finger, pulled a clip board out of nowhere and with a third arm the also appeared out of nowhere he began flipping through the pages presumably looking for my name.
After about 5 minutes and hundreds of pages he finally found my name “So Charles Invictus is it”, I gave him a quick nod and he continued “Welcome to hell Charles, as you’ve no doubt figured out you died, now usually you’d be judged before being sorted into where you need to go but you my boy are quite unlucky for you see the angels in charge looked at your folder and decided because you killed a lot of people in a single day even though you did stop a catastrophic event from happening that hell was where you needed to be” Carl told me this while giddily looking at me.
Staring at him in a state of shock I asked what happens now, “Well Charlie my boy you have two choices, 1. You join the armies of hell or 2. You get tortured for eternity, now usually we don’t give the souls that fall to hell a choice between the two but you shouldn’t even be here but I can’t change that so which is it”, blinking at the demon I opened and closed my mouth a couple of times before saying “I’m gonna-“ but before I could finish everything went black.
Carl was so close to closing this deal when Charles Invictus vanished from right in front of him, with a “huh” Carl shrugged his shoulders looked at the puddle that used to be a door lifted his clipboard and crossed Charlie’s name off the list with a note.
“left hell unexpected during first meeting, location unknown, send for inquisitors to locate and terminate”
SOMEWHERE IN THE MULTIVERSE
Once again Charlie Invictus appeared in a room he wasn’t familiar with but somehow knew it was the home of a god, maybe he was getting a handle on the whole being dead thing or something, although then again perhaps the whole being transported to different planes of existence had awakened a 6th sense because there was no doubt he’d just been in hell and now he was in a… god realm?, was that the right wording.
”Oh thank you for noticing Charlie, and yes the correct term would be God Realm to simplify things” said a voice that sounded deep and raspy yet also high pitched and shrill almost as if multiple people were speaking, Charlie quickly spun around and came face to face with a giant purple and black skinned being that had flecks of green and blue that flashed and pulsed from under his skin who was seated on a enormous couch, he opened his mouth but all he got out was “CTHUL..” before exploding into a puff of ash.
”Ah hahahaha” the voice laughed and laughed at this little mortal oh how amusing and flattering his comment was, he had been mistaken for one of the most feared beings to have existed and that was including himself in that list, eventually he realised that Charlie was once again dead with a sigh and small “oops” waved a tentacle and the delightful mortal was once again whole.
PLEASE BE PATIENT
- GIFT
“Don’t worry Charlie you’ll be something new” was the last thing he heard before everything faded to black.
The start of a beautiful and possibly terrifying friendship
- GIFT
