Day 7

I had a bad dream of eating flesh and drinking blood. The entire dream was filled with gore and gruesome stuff, but one thing is engraved in my mind. "The earth enveloped in blood through the sacrifice of live flesh will open the doors that the mind cannot comprehend"

I stood up confused to what I dreamed of, I decided to write this poem I heard. When I wrote it down my left arm started to burn and the mark from it moved on the paper. I freaked out to what was happening, a little door appeared on the piece of paper. Stage 2 door, I decided to open it to see what it was. If I knew the things that I was about to see I would have never opened the door. There was something written below the door: "Place your hand inside"

I didn't know if I could trust the paper but since I'm unkillable I might as well try it. When I pushed my arm through the gate closed and took my arm with it. I started feeling the pain from the hand being burnt and stabbed. I thought my hand will disappear and regrow and it didn't, the pain I'm experiencing is insane. I started to scream, my mom and my friends rushed to my room to see what's happening. I couldn't even say one word to them, the pain is that great. My friend saw the paper and he told ne that he will find a way to get this curse lifted. He rushed outside the house and started taunting the demons to him. As he was screaming to get the attention of demons he got stabbed from behind by an underling. He grabbed him by his head tightly and ran with the demon to my house. He managed to capture an underling of the demons and he tied it up.

My friend asked this demon a question: "What does this mean?" He pointed at the paper.

The demon smiled and said a day of Stage 2 hell. "What does that mean?"

It means that his hand is in hell now and it's gonna stay there for 24 hours, if he doesn't lose his mind from the pain. Then he will become a Hellior, the wielder of Hell flames.

My friend asked one more question: "Who is your master"

The demon started laughing uncontrollably, he continued and continued until he died.

The horrifying state this world is in.

We will save Darky's father another time.

Hang in there my friend!

My mother was holding my hand and helping me through the pain and torture. I genuinely wanted to stop living, I wanted to die right that second. The sad part is that I'm immortal.

I am counting milliseconds to pass. I won't be able to sleep at all. Any kind of torture in this world is nothing compared to this. "Flesh is burning away while the immortal and regenerating body is adapting to the fire"

The day that feels like a millennia.