Holle
A rather simplistic viewing of Hell.
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I fought. I fought my way out of the lake of fire, past monsters too terrible and fierce that mortal minds cannot fathom. Monsters that mauled and feasted upon us souls. I was nearly swallowed whole on my ascent, but was unwitingly rescued by a frightened soul.
But it was within that moment when I broke the surface that I saw him.
Bathed in holy light that dispelled the darkness was my brother, Lelouch, his arms outstretched to save me. I threw up my hand and tried to grab him. But he was too far away.
"Frater!" I shouted. "Frater, servo mihi!"(1)
He did not move nor reply. Someone tried to overpower me. Dunking my head back into the lake. He wanted my brother to save him!(2) Angrily, I beat him until he backed off. My brother wanted me, not him! If anyone was to be saved it shall be me! For I am more deserving than these monsters.
Something grabs my foot and drags me back under. Keeping my head, I kick at my assailant. A tentacle that, as I stupidly look down, is a part of a giant, demonic angaler fish. I kick harder and it lets me go. I fight my way back to the surface and try to grab my brother-my salvation-once again.
1)It's Latin. I figured that since Latin is the language of God, it is the language for the other side. What he's saying is 'Brother! Brother, save me!"
2)Rolo thinks that. In actuality, the guy saw someone else and thought Rolo might give him a boost.