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The way Isabelle's body was responding to his movements was so sweet, so perfect, as always… even better. At that point, while he was sinking even more into her while reuniting his spirit with that of the woman he loved, Shawn realized that heaven could come out of hell, that from pain happiness could be born, that from death one could come back to life. Nothing was impossible for two souls so profoundly in love. There was still so much love to be done, to be found in their hearts and it would have been there for all eternity. - THE END -

He didn't believe this to be true, but it didn't cease the fear that bubbled in his chest. The path from Heaven to Hell was simple to cross despite its very gloomy and arid atmosphere. The split between the apposing realms was short, but noticeable. Dark skies of onyx stretched to every horizon. Some called it the Void, others believed it was impossible to cross despite its small size. Ashton new well from Matt's teachings that it was merely a safety net to keep out unwanted visitors. Only a few small plants sprouted out of the cracked dirt below his feet, small rocks crumbling at every step. Hell's gates were similar in structure to the ones he had always known, only gold instead of silver

If I saw you in heaven Would you help me stand? If I saw you in heaven I'll find my way Through night and day 'Cause I know I just can't stay Here in heaven Time can bring you down Time can bend your knees Time can break your heart Have you begging please Begging please Beyond the door There's peace, I'm sure And I know there'll be no more Tears in heaven Would you know my name? If I saw you in heaven Would you be the same? If I saw you in heaven I must be strong

Henry*** The sky bled fire—crimson tendrils streaking across the heavens like the last breath of a dying god. Smoke coiled in black spirals, choking out the stars, and in the glow of that apocalyptic dawn, the world trembled. Buildings burned like paper. Trees split open, screaming with sap and flame. It was as if the sky itself had turned traitor—spilling fury upon a land already drowning in sorrow.

It makes you think twice before you throw yourself and your people into something reckless. Without it, you get bold. Too bold. And then someone gets killed. But even if I know that, I can’t make myself feel it. Not since the Godhead took me apart and put me back together. All I can focus on is my job—the part I have to play today. I'm standing with the other Thrones near one of the entrances to the Underworld. Christians call it Hell. The Greeks call it the Underworld. Which version is real depends on who you ask.

"But you, and Kali… But Kali is helpful, kinda, and you're a bitch." "I'm lazy and bitchy, she's just bitchy. Abby, let's go to Purgatory and scare some mortals." Kali took her sister's hand and ran off. Len looked to Nyxie. "You know they're sisters?" "Yeah, Heaven has an array of classes that cover many topics. Including government here in Hell. Heaven isn't as conceited as some think. Kali believed that people need to know about more than just where they live, learn about the realms we co-reside with."

“Wait, is this not Underworld? I asked, pointing at the floor. “No, silly.” she said, shaking her head and chuckling, “If this truly had been the Underworld, you would have been scared out of your wits. For the Underworld is a treacherous place, full of danger and despair. The very ground beneath is scorching hot, with lava-like molten fire that we call the Hellfire. It is a place few dare venture, and even fewer can survive.” My heart plummeted as my eyes widened in shock.

There will be an endless battle between two powerful realms while the pile of corpses continues to cover the ground. Hell will rise on the surface of the earth while heaven falls on the ground. Two supernatural beings are destined to meet and fated to fall in love. Their union will be blessed with a miracle child. The child can either bring light or darkness on the earth and in the two realms namely heaven and hell. That child can either bring or restore life and can cause chaos or destruction that leads to the deaths of millions of lives.

I sat back in my chair. Now I was interested. Monroe's and the Cashmere Crown were constantly competing for audiences. A major new production would be a huge deal. "What's the concept?" Beth practically bounced in her seat. "Heaven and Hell." I blinked. "What?" "Heaven and Hell." She spread her hands dramatically. "Angels. Demons. Temptation. Redemption. Good versus evil." I couldn't help smiling. That actually sounded interesting. Beth grinned when she saw my reaction. "See? That's exactly what I said."

Was this his Hell or Heaven? It could be both.