Hell—might not be a good way to start a story but,what the hell?

Every inch of your body is roaring in pain. It was as if every bone and muscles were breaking and reconstructing over… and over again. Because of this excruciating pain, you went in and out of your consciousness. Your life was being thrown back and forth between a God and a Devil—resurrecting and killing you countless of times. It felt like years, thousands of years, has passed before the excruciating pain finally subsided.

Your body finally eased the second the pain stopped. With blanked eyes, you lay on the cold hard floor and stared at the sky for who knows how long.

You stared. And stared. And stared.