Eternal Damnation Novels & Stories

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

She said. Damien gulped upon realizing they can die. Demons are involved, after all. They are superior to grim reapers. And since they've lost contact to Eternal, they won't be able to seek help from the Higher Angels. "Then what are we going to do? Mara, we both know that grim reapers cant stay in the land of living for a long period of time! It is forbidden." AS THEY prepare to leave, chaos seems yo be knocking on Eternal's door.

To Derrick, hell was a desolate wasteland, an endless expanse of fire and nothingness that stretched out in every direction. The sky was a roiling mass of dark clouds floating in the black space, lit by the occasional flash of lightning that illuminated the twisted landscape. In the distance, he could hear the screams of the damned, the tortured cries of those who had been condemned to an eternity of suffering. It's always been that way. As the Devil, he ruled over this realm of darkness, but it brought him no joy. This had been the same thing that he saw for almost forever, but as days went by, he felt the intensity of the punishment that was given to him. Now it is working for sure; he's s

the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book smiled. "Other names?" "Scum." the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book smiled. "Scum?" "That's right," said the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book. "The vengeful souls that have been trapped in some place can't transcend, so they're gradually trapped here. Over time, they've fused with the other things here. They have their own unique way of existing. "You saw them before, but you didn't really see them." Samuel frowned. When he came to the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book, he had seen many tombs of the True Gods before entering the tower. He had even seen countless dead souls attacking him, but they were just dead souls.

"Oh no, forever is too long! It's just until I get tired of you and find a better lost soul than yours. But when that happens, you'll just be a patchwork soul. You know what that is? That handwork where you sew a bunch of different scraps together to make something? Yes, because we're going to shred you and sew you back together to keep shredding! And then, after I get tired, I'll send you to your next hell!" "Next hell?" Frederick's handwriting was increasingly shaky, and I wanted to laugh at Little Renata's clowning, but I let her have fun. It was like a comedy show. "Yes, dear one, your next hell! Because you know, right?! This is eternity, but we get tired of you guys, so we pass you on.

A deep voice echoed into the darkness and said, “Invictus, you are no longer the Lord of the Beasts. Your sins had tripled for over centuries, and now your destiny is to suffer for eternity and pay for your sins. Repent. Repent. Repent.” As a tiny, powerless creature, all he could do is nothing but accept his fate. To live alone in the darkness and the deafening silence, or just what he thought because the silence filled with his cries of mental torment. He let out a shrill of agony as images of his past about his wrongdoings, all the soul he took, and all the humans he turned into beasts kept flashing back in his head nonstop. No one could understand his inner torment, which is the worst fr

Chapter 1: the mysterious big brother. Hell is the home of chaos and suffering, as described by the westerners. It is a place where sinners were punished after living their whole lives on Earth; a second life for all sinners. It was said in all those stories that hell was created for a fallen angel “Lucifer “. It is a prison created for him, to keep him and prevent him from further leading the humans to the path of destruction. Hell, they said, is a world blazing with fire, and cries of the Damned were like music to the soul of the devils…

Ethan replied, "I don't believe there'll be a Judgement Day, and I think it's ridiculous that I'll go to hell for my evil deeds. But who knows, right? "That's why I don't usually announce my real name when I go around doing something wicked. Think about it. If someone keeps calling your name when you're doing something immoral, won't that leave an impression on those big guys in heaven and hell? "After I'm dead, every demon down there will know me by my name and go, 'Oh, look! That's the wicked one.' Then, they'll certainly banish me to the deepest pits of hell, and I'll suffer from the blazing fire for eternity. Don't you think that's horrendous, Ashton?"

Sadly, I was not able to make him suffer, but at least he was gone. It destroyed me to hear everything she had suffered here. It hurt even more to know what the fucker had wanted to do. How could someone be so fucking sick? If there was one consolation in it all then it was that he would be suffering for eternity in the underworld. That was the God, Hades, jurisdiction. The supernaturals who were deemed unfit to enter the hereafter in the Godly Realm were sent to eternal damnation in the underworld. There was no way in fuck that that he was not there right now.

Madam Nubia's eyes flashed with envy. Even if an Eternal reached peak Sovereign Rank or even partial Saint Realm, they would still need to go through the Eternal Catastrophe. As long as one did not step into the real Saint Realm, they would be troubled by the Eternal Catastrophe. And as time went by, the Eternal Catastrophe would become more and more intense. In the end, an Eternal would either be reduced to dust by the Eternal Catastrophe, or they would successfully enter the real Saint Realm and achieve true immortality.