The worst things imaginable have become a reality. Total darkness, no food or water, and mass hysteria. The smell of rotting carcasses of both humans and animals. The sounds are even more terrible. The sounds of metal scraping metal, banshee like screams, demonic howling, roars from beasts long thought dead, and screams from tortured souls. The sound of weeping from those in despair some calling out “Oh Father”. There is no comfort here. Everything feels harsh and rough.

There are birdlike creatures screeching, as they circle overhead, searching for prey. Monsters lurk in the boiling blood red seas. Creatures roam the earth, or what remains of it that is. The creatures they hunt us, chain us and torture our wretched souls. Some feed off of us. We are the weak ones. The prey.

We cannot see but they can. We cannot kill them for they have no soul. We cannot harm them, only God can. There is no God here, we turned our backs on him while we were alive. And in death he turned his back on us. We are alone. There is no shelter. No escape. No safety. No hope. Ever. We are stuck here for eternity. And we cannot escape through death. We are already dead. This is Hell.

The Demon Princes rule over everything now. There are seven Princes: Belphegor, Beelzebub, Satan, Mammon, Lucifer, Leviathan, and Asmodeus. Some say they represent the seven deadly sins: lust, greed, sloth, pride, envy, anger, gluttony.  I say they represent sin, terror, damnation, and destruction in general.

Hell on Earth is their domain. The demons fear them, the monsters fear them, so do the beasts. But we fear them the most. We hear the Princes’ murderous laughs from miles away like an echo inside of our heads.

Their laughter constantly reminds us of our inevitable damnation. They capture us and torture us. Once you’ve been captured there is no escape. The only remnant of hope is to hide for as long as you can, knowing all the while that they will find you. They smell us, see us, hear us, sense us. We cannot protect ourselves from being detected. We are doomed.

We wish to escape from captivity but it will never happen. We cannot break these chains. These chains were forged from the fires of hell. We wish that the pain would end but we no longer know what joy is. The only things we know are pain, fear, and hate.

Some of these poor damned souls tried to fight back but they didn’t stand a chance. Only fools form a rebel resistance when you oppose hell itself. The wise flee and hide for eternity.

Even in life some of us thought life was a hellish nightmare. Now the true terror of hell has revealed itself. The legions of hell will take you by the throat and rend your flesh. These demons pierce your chest with their dagger like claws and rip your soul from your body. Then they will devour your body, forcing you to watch. They torture your wretched soul forevermore.

They roam the whole earth, ravaging what were once great cities, now turned to flaming rubble. Ruins, rubble, and fire. Darkness, fear and doom. Demons, devils, and the guilty sinners. This is hell.

Some may not believe in a God, therefore hell will be their future. I do not envy them.
This is not the place where I will dwell for eternity. I will rest forever in peace with the savior above. I will sing with the angels in the choir. I will listen to my loved ones reminisce about the good times.

I will walk on the streets of heavenly gold and enter the pearly gates. I will walk through the endless fields of wheat and meadows of gorgeous blossoms and flowers. I will sit beneath the trees and talk with Jesus. I will sleep on the greatest beds and eat the finest fruit. I will live in bliss and peace.

My eternity will be a treasure of immortal serenity and benevolence. Undying comfort and joy.
Meanwhile these poor souls will never rest. I will R.IP. They will Remain In Pieces. I will eat fruit and they will drink from the sea of fire.

I will fly with angels and sing melodiously with the choir. The will scream and flee in terror, writhing in pain. This is their destiny and this is mine.