
The man dreamed....
With a final convulsion, SPACE and Time shattered and went berserk.... They gave birth to myself.
In a whirlpool of constant chaos where reality is no more,
I float, being sucked into the something below. My identity is
no more, gone as time, wich now is dead. The birth pains squeeze
my mind, and the sound of time crashing rebounds in my skull as a
satanic pinball game. I breath an air as heavy as lead, and the
annoying odor of something out of time helps to assasin my last
concepts of reality. As it spins, the universe seems to change into
a new foul shape, showing finally the scornfull face I had been
waiting. From shape, to shapeless and now into shaping, chaos takes
it's tribute as it messes with the truths, turning them into lies
wich will be belived. I'm dead, this must be
HELL
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Confused, I shall finally see the wide valleys, or climb the ilogical mountains. I will feel the push of winds who seem loaded with anger, or get my feet burnt by the acid sands that, curiously, climb the hills instead of falling from them.
I shall be carried through the solid air, pushed by entities not to be named. I will fly over the sea of stone, evading the waves of solid despair. I will rise over the mysterious inverted canyons, inhabited by dwellers of the underground. And finally I'll enter the plains of Sh'Ktta and penetrate the circle of Armagheddon, wich holds the city of Dite, destiny of those who are no more.
| I will head head to the black towers of Dite | And I'll be one with it the gate of being | |||||
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| I'll finally enter the titanic buildings in wich rest the ages of mankind. I shall be again, but not the same | It was a lie, everything was a lie, but it'll matter no more, nor nor will I think of it. Time'll be no more, real will mean nothing. | |||||
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| I will know what lies behind the myths wich defined our existence for such a long time. Lies will uncover lies, for truth shall never be revealed...never | --I- | -I- | -I-- |
I will no be what I was, but I'll be what I never dreamed I would. Will I be? Or I'll just melt into a mass of fear with no hope of re-birht? I shall know, when I am... |


Little poetry to introduce this. My hell isn't really a punishment place, as stated in
many religions and fictions. It is just the "place" where all living "souls" go
after death. The name Hell is just coincidential, for humans did think they were
in hell, and, from the point of view of my story, hell exists since ever, so human
mythology is inspired on it. Then there is the City of Dite/Dis, where all human souls go.
In this cyclopean city you can find all the human souls that have existed or will exists,
for the absence of TIME in this new dimension shatters any idea of future or past. The
gigantic city dives into Hells surface, each transversal section corresponding to different
eras in human history... And there's even more on the forbidden levels below!
Each era has its myths and religion, so each section has its own custom heaven, hell or whatever.
By this formula, I can allow any other fiction into my own, for these realities are absolute to their ihabitants.
Out of the city, the lands of hell expand in concentric circles, being Diter/Dis
the center. Out there you can find sections such as the red plains of S'ktta, the Inverted Canyon, the sea
of stone, the Vlads'kar Tower, the Bizarre and other sections with their properties and function.
| The natural inhabitants of hell are called demons, of course, and they present similarities to human kind.
For example, the Orix are basically demon women. Demons are basically asexual, and Orixes are a kind of experiment.
Why are demons so similar to humans? Simple, we are in the TERRESTRIAL section of hell. Away from the farthest circle we would enter
into the hell corresponding to other worlds! We are not the center of the universe... Of no universe!
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Some other images....
