Each One Worse Than The Other

"I found you on the ground while I was looking for you in the sky. So it is our destiny to walk this road together!"

After what Chubby Toraman told me, I couldn't help myself, and I was talking as I hit his back with my hand.

"Brother, I am telling you that thinners robbed me in the park on the night of judgment; I am here because I beat one of them. What are you telling me?"

Yep, that's what his story was. As he remembers, on his way home from Istanbul, where he came to visit, thinner addicts appeared before him. While they were trying to steal his wallet and phone, Toraman fled as he punched one of them.

Growing up in the village, Toraman threw such a punch that the thinner died at that moment. For this reason, Toraman, who ate and slept all his life, won a one-way ticket to the First Floor of Hell.

"Look, you fell here because of your last sin; these Fallen ones have no chance to affect you. So let's choose one of them and kill it immediately. Get rid of the torment!"

The big boy was glaring at me with one eyebrow raised, and as far as I could tell, he hadn't t understood what I had said.

"No, am I a sucker?"

It was only natural that my words would backfire if I hurriedly spoke without paying attention to the man's character. Is it possible to call someone lazier despite falling into Hell and get one Fallen kill outside the shield?

"Okay, do as you know!"

After looking at Toraman with a side-eye, I decided to leave him in the Hardware District and go to the girl I had met before.

Since she could run within the Social Media Zone, she also had immunity to one species. Instead of dealing with a lazy pig, maybe I could persuade her to cut the Fallen.

What did the formless light say?

"Go back and keep fighting, do well and reach the day when you will reach your salvation!"

So, we have to cut these Fallen ones and move forward without stopping; this village could not border the first floor of the whole Hell.

When I came back, the young girl was still on the ground, but now she was watching what was happening outside the shield with her eyes open, so I approached softly next to her and sat down.

"Hello, are you over the fear?"

There was no sound

"You're better now, aren't you?

Again there was no sound, and I was about to ask another question when the girl with long hair covering her face muttered

"I am afraid; I am so afraid!"

She was right next to me, poor little one, and as soon as she finished her words, she started to cry on my shoulder as tears fell from her eyes. I am not an emotional person, and I have no idea what to do in such situations, so I quietly waited for her to stop crying.

The girl must have burst into sobs for ten minutes, and when I saw that she was slowly recovering, I knew I had to say a few words.

"I can't tell you not to be afraid; I'm scared too, but just know that it's normal for you to feel this way."

When she wiped her red eyes with the corners of her index fingers, taking off her bone-rimmed glasses, her crying would be over. Her face was swollen after the emotional delirium she experienced.

Despite that, she had a beautiful face, the glasses giving her a bit of a Bookworm vibe, but even that failed to overshadow the care in her disposition.

"If you're a little bit better, can you tell me what you went through last night?"

The girl's story was important, she was immune to the Social Media Fallens, but I needed to know-how.

"As usual, I was studying tests for university entrance exams, and I stayed up late that night. After a few more questions, it was almost morning, and at that moment, a voice inside me said, "Look at the youtube video my friends always talk about at school."

"I've been working all day, saying that nothing will happen if I watch it for a few minutes before going to bed, so I opened the video called How to Make Prom Makeup. I wanted to get up and go to bed, but I fainted before I even took a step, then they told me that if I hadn't followed him, I would have gone to Heaven!

The torrential rain of tears that I thought was over was back, this time with sighs reminiscent of thunder in places. I had crazy questions in my mind for another ten minutes as my shoulder acted as a pillow.

I was the Untouchable of the Alcohol Zone. This girl and Toraman were the chosen Social Media and Hardware Districts.

I had to move forward; let's say I cleaned my area alone, then? To avoid torment here forever, shall I cut Fallen? No, I have to do what I can and take them with me. First, let me give this girl a fall; otherwise, she will not heal again if she is caught in torment for eight hours.

"Look, I'm going to tell you something. I'm just like you. I fell here because of a glass of raki I drank last night. If you listen to me, we have a chance to get out of here; if you are aware, the attacks of the types here do not affect you. You need to destroy one of them as soon as possible!"

When I said you have to destroy it, the girl's eyes seemed to pop out. At the same time, she moved away from me about a meter.

"Look, then don't say you didn't warn me. If you don't kill one of them, you will suffer the torment of Hell for eight hours."

She needed to overcome her fear, but it was clear that I couldn't do it by giving hope or encouragement, but a stronger fear could overwhelm her current feelings.

"I don't believe you, and you're lying!"

"Believe it or not, you see the big stone over there? Go and see what is written on it!"

I jumped out of my place pretending to be angry, and maybe they should have experienced the torment once, the duo who didn't believe me. There had to be one more person in the village, perhaps the chosen one of the Bagcilar region could believe me.

By the time I got to the area, the crowd had continued to explode. How they were having fun While they were grinding people who couldn't keep up with their speed as the gears of a meat grinder, it is evident from their every situation that they had a completely different mind.

Since they were just outside the starting village, I could see all the Fallen at a glance, even though they took up a bit of space. He was there; I had found him, standing alone in all this confusion, motionless.

It had to be him. In the environment where all the people were going crazy, I shouted towards the calm person.

"Hey, hey, you come here quickly!"

I wasn't going to be successful on my first try; although there wasn't a loud music stream, they were making up for it with a few Fallen beatboxes.

"Don't be deaf, and I'm calling you, come here!"

Am I the only normal one among them? This man had some issues. After I shouted at least ten times, he could gracefully turn around and come back to me after ten times.

"What is it? What do you want from me?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at me like he was angry.

"You stand so beautifully; how did you manage this difficult move? I was going to learn it!"

That's enough! I can't deal with anyone's problems because I need their help. I am maybe the only person who killed mobs in the starting village. Instead of asking for advice, they were asking for an account.

"Are you kidding me?"

In front of me was a man in his late thirties, whose white hair was apparent. Although his belly stood out at first glance, it seemed that he had an athletic physique.

"Brother, I've been yelling at you for an hour; why don't you take a look?"

"It is what I only will know. What is your business with me?"

The guy was getting more aggressive as he talked, it was evident that the conversation would not end well, so I cut it short and got to the main point.

"What did you do last night that you ended up here?"