Fire

Orion's body was thrown into a a dark well before the ceiling was closed off and he was left alone in the darkness.

He lay on his back, facing the dark above, expressionless, silent and lost.

The earth below him shattered and he found himself in a world of burning golden flames, suffused by a strange form intent that seeked to purify all of creation.

His dull eyes narrowed as he felt the world around him.

'Chaos flames…Primordial Chaos Flames? How the hell do they have that? And is that God intent I feel?'

[A/N: to be clear, the colosseum of judgement is that world of flames. He didn't just randomly stumble on the flames.]

Orion smiled for a fraction of a second before his eyes returned to their previously dull state.

Slowly, the flames consumed his body and the strange God intent around him shattered then promptly devoured his mind and soul.