Chapter 1: Long Live, The King The tales are wrong. Hell, or what the people call “Nether” in this universe is not scorching hot. In fact, the temperature of the place is above freezing cold. Lagpas na sa mga kamay niya sa daliri kung ilang beses siyang bumisita rito. But she’s certain that she is never going to get used to the place, much more the dread that comes along with it. A shiver runs down her spine when a gust of wind passes her by. It came with hundreds of needles that stuck to her skin. As if that wasn’t enough, the knots of fabric in her stomach tighten when she feels thousands— no. Millions. Millions of eyes watching her move, drilling holes into her entirety. Tumingala siya. In front of her are tall, mocking gates made out of bones and thorns. Sa likod nito ay kung saan naroroon ang trono ng hari ng Nether. She wonders for the umpteenth time what it looks like inside. Does it have the same motif as the gates? Anong tinatago niya sa loob— so much that he had to put it
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