Victor found himself consigned to a horrifying, fiery purgatory, entrapped within a realm that defied logic and mercy alike.
A barren wasteland of jagged rocks and molten dark green lava lay sprawled in every direction, the air saturated with the bitter stench of death.
"ARGHHHHH!! CEDRIC!!!!"
But he didn't have the luxury to take a look around as the heat was insufferable, pressing into him from all sides, searing his skin, melting his flesh, but refusing to grant him the release of death.
His guttural screams reverberated through the desolation, a harrowing sound of pure, undiluted agony.
As lava converged upon him, it began to envelop him, to build a cocoon of molten rock around him that imprisoned his charred form, yet his screams – persistent and haunting – permeated through the infernal prison until they were forever silenced.
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