Jaden fought like a demon. He didn't care if you were friend or foe, good or evil, young or old. He cut through you like butter. And he smiled as he did. He laughed as he did. He was unstoppable.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaOcpYCAxFk
Gaius fought desperately for his life. Never before had he met such a force. It was stronger than any human force. It was a horrible, terrifying, amazing, glorious force. Vengeance. Stronger than love, fiercer than anger, vengeance was what Gaius fought against. The need to take it. The need to deliver it. This he battled. But he couldn't win. Vengeance finally struck him down, taking his head and tearing it from his shoulders.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4CmD9poPyi
Jaden cried out as he felt his heart be torn from his body. It was a pain unlike any he'd felt before. It hurt more than death, more than rebirth, more than love. The sound he made was un-human. It was the sound of terrible sorrow. It was the sound of a heart breaking, of a soul being torn in two. It was the most terrible of sounds, one that had the Daemons clutching their ears as they ran in fear. But none of them made it. With another great scream, he struck out at them. He watched as they burned to ash. Still, he was not sated. He turned on the humans he had been fighting for and threw out his hand. Underneath the army, the ground rolled and shook, the split, sending thousands of men into the abyss. Then the grand rip in the ground closed as violently as it has opened. Jaden smiled. Now his need for vengeance was fulfilled. Now he had had his revenge. Then he doubled over as he felt an indescribable pain, stronger than any he'd ever felt, so strong he saw black spots. Those black spots grew until he could see nothing, feel nothing, hear nothing, smell nothing, and taste nothing. He was dead.130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNB74qkJwvt
Gaius blinked open his eyes. He sat up and looked around. It was quite a pretty place he was in. He was on the top of one of many green, rolling hills that were dotted by nice, rainbow-colored houses. There were many people of many skins walking in, out, and among, these houses. Then he heard the sound of wing-beats. He looked up and saw six winged, bronzed people flying down to him. They were all male, and while they wore a variety of clothes, they all had brilliant gold wings. The tallest stepped forward and smiled at him. "Welcome to Heaven, brave Gaius. You have been chosen worthy of Heaven, and have been chosen as one of the few mortals to be made, if you so choose, an angel."130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWPpxesSSwf
"What will I get out of it?"130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrUD5mXF3JX
The angel smiled. "You would be immortal, have godlike powers, and would have golden or white wings." The smile faded. "However, you couldn't be reborn, couldn't have any sort of long-term relationship, would have to be celibate, and wouldn't be able to have any sort of contact with humans or the spirits here, as the living can't see us, and we are forbidden to speak with the deceased. Gaius sighed and said, "I am truly sorry, but I will not accept your offer."130Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT8OemLdNzL
Jaden woke up when the hot poker was pressed against his chest. He looked wildly around and saw four red concrete walls with no doors. He was laying on an uncomfortable stone slab, and someone had removed his shirt. His chest and arms were covered in tons of burns that looked like intricate designs. Then he heard a disembodied voice speak. "Welcome to Hell. Prepare for battle." Then a black door appeared. The voice spoke again. "You have three minutes."
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