Day 1:
"Lock him up in the solitary chamber. We'll get to the demon once we finish with the rest of these scum." I heard the torturer say outside of my cell. I looked up and saw two soldiers open up my chamber. "Oh and before I forget, can one of you two cut off his eyelids?" Fuck that I thought to myself. I raised my arm up and went to summon a neuron spike.. But nothing happened.
I felt the hilt of a sword bash into my stomach. A gasp escaped through my lips. I could feel the pain vibrate throughout my entire body, why does something so little hurt so much? "Don't try any shit. Unless you want your little girlfriend to get hurt." The soldier said.
"Some demon he is, what a pussy." The other soldier replied. I watched as a dagger was brought right in front of my face. "And like a pussy we'll treat you real gently." He said as he slowly sawed my eyelids off. It hurt, it hurt so fucking much as the dagger tore through my skin, until my eyelids were halfway off. I tried to blink, but my eyelids just slid along my eye while blood covered my sight. That's when I felt something take a hold of my eyelids and that's when the pain was refreshed as I felt them being ripped off.
"IT HURTS! IT HURTS! AHHG!" I screamed. I could feel the blood hardening over my eyes. Nypherius, please stop this pain please make it go away.
I felt a blade dig into my eye socket behind my eye. I could feel it pushing out my eye, the ground looked much closer than before out of my left eye. Then my vision in that eye was gone and I could feel a circular object being forced down my throat, I swallowed it before I could choke on it. "Shut the fuck up, or you'll eat your other fucking eye." The rest of the moment blurred until I came to in a cell where no light touches. A place like this would be a sanctuary to me, but with this pain coursing through my body. It couldn't be more of a hell.
Day 8:
"Wakey wakey, you should know you're not allowed to sleep anymore." The voice made my body jerk up to prepare myself for what came next, but no matter what I do the scalding hot water go down my body. My body was burnt, even the smallest of movements was enough to send a jolt of pain up my spine. "Guess what? You're the last one left in this chamber, and we aren't taking anymore applicants until Lady Esdeath returns. So you have our sole focus. Now let's have some fun." The torturer walked into my chamber and grabbed ahold of me then dragged me to a torture bed. "And look we even have a bed just for you while you're in our care, isn't the empire just the kindest?" I would fight back, but without Nypherius aiding me, there isn't anything I can do. Specially with the burns on my body. It hurts to even breath. The torturer pushed me down onto the bed, that's when I felt my back being pierced all over.
"AHHHHHH!" I screamed in pain.
"Oh I'm so sorry about that. I think I gave you the wrong bed, this one has spikes all over it. My bad." The torturer giggled. "The smallest movements will tear your back apart, so try not to move to much mister demon, oh but don't worry we have special herbs on those spikes so you won't bleed too much even if you do move. Now let's get on with the torture while your skin is nice and tender." The torturer grabbed a scalpel and stabbed the joint between my shoulder and arm. I could feel the blade dig through my skin. I bit down on my lip to hold back a scream. "Now let's open up with something special, a special method of torture inspired by our very own Esdeath." I watched as the torturer grabbed an ice cube and shoved it into the fresh wound he created. I felt my teeth bite through my lip and press against each other as the ice made my arm feel like it was being torn out of it's socket. "Now please let out a cry, but also try to stay sane through this. We want you in prime mental condition for the empire ya know." The torturer repeated this method on my other arm as well as the joints connecting my legs to my hips. It felt like my limbs were being torn off.
"Please fuck someone… help me it hurts! IT HURTS! NYPHERIUS PLEASE!" I cried out. That's when the pain changed though, instead of tearing, my wounds started to burn as if they were lit on fire.
"Oh it looks like the ice melted! How fun! See this torture method was made to rot the skin by using ice to melt and once it melts, we of course had salt in the middle to inflame the wound." I could tell he was smiling at my pain. "Oh wait, where are my manners? I forgot to feed you before you got into bed. Please pardon my rudeness I'll be right back." I tried to listen to his steps, but I couldn't focus on anything but the pain. My body was shaking from the pain, I could feel the spikes in my back tearing apart at my flesh. It hurt so bad. I heard footsteps coming back, my body reacted in fear, I could feel myself shaking more violently. "Ahh here is some food. It's the best of cuisines, ya know. Rotten danger beast flesh."
This flesh has been sitting here for weeks, I wonder how my dear patient the demon is going to handle it. The torturer thought to himself as he put his hand under Leo's jaw and forced his mouth open. "Make sure to chew properly and swallow it all! It'd be a shame to waste such a delicious meal I worked hard to get." The torturer shoved the danger beast flesh into Leo's mouth and watched over him with obvious glee, even though a mask covered his face. He watched in ecstasy as his play toy showed him a face of pure disgust. Yet the best part is what happened after he had eaten the flesh. The torturer watched as his toy's eye started to slowly form and the cuts he had just inflicted on him healed up. "Looks like we get to have even more fun, a demon really is the best."
My vision went blank while eating the flesh. I could feel the flesh on my back heal around the spikes, it only amplified the pain as new wounds were created from the spikes. "GAAH!" This pain is unreal. I could see the darkness leaving my sight, my vision was restoring. But it was off, I could see my bed, but everything else is black, until I looked over to the side. That's when I saw it, a real demon. It's face looked as if it had metal melted into it, it's body was as red as blood. It looked as it stood seven feet tall easily, and on it's fingers were long and bony with clawlike nails sticking out of them. The blood in my body went cold, and the pain only enhanced as I started to try and break out of my bed, yet I couldn't. "What are you trying to do? Trying to leave the empire's hospitality?" The demon asked in a chilling voice. This is my own hell isn't it.
Day 11:
The demon comes to my bed every day. He just loves to hurt me all day and I can't even do a thing can I. He keeps cutting up my body, he just won't stop! "AHAHAH IT HURTS IT HURTS!" I screamed as I felt his claws dig through my flesh. He likes to cut me until my body is bathed in blood, then he feeds me flesh of his demon pets and my wounds go away. He just won't stop ahaha why won't he stop? Am I just his little toy to torture for all eternity? I stopped looking, I closed my eyes to this world. That makes it all the more bearable I suppose. Yet I can still feel his claws raking through my flesh. It stings, it hurts, I want to die, but I'm already hell so I guess I already did. Yet as long as I keep my eyes close, I don't have to see the demon anymore.
"Now now, keeping your eyes closed isn't any fun is it?" The demon cooed. That's when I felt my eyelids get ripped off. The dark world I was trapped in was still there and the demon stood before me, smiling with all his teeth showing. "You have such lovely eyes now! I wonder how is it? Not sleeping for so long has to create hallucinations. I wonder, how do you see me? What is this world to you mister demon?"
I won't talk to you, it'll just make you all the happier. I felt the demon put his claws against my cheek. "Oh you poor kid, you're shaking and you probably don't realize it. Since you've been such a good patient I'll let you rest for a few days. It's no fun if you break so soon." I watched in relief but horror as the demon started cutting gashes into the rest of my body, only to stick a bunch of razors into every single wound. I could them in every gash. "Oh looks like your flesh is breaking, it's already turning grey on the inside deep down. I really should let you rest mister demon." I looked as a wicked smile spread upon the demon's lips. "Here have some food and then rest up!" The demon gave me food and I ate it right away. The hunger had taken it's toll on me. After I swallowed the food, my newly formed eyelids covered my eyes.
"It's okay to sleep now right?" I asked the demon.
"Oh but of course mister demon."
Day 14:
I opened my eyes, I was no longer on a bed. I wasn't even in hell anymore. I took a look around. "I'm still in here though." Where's Nypherius? I went to stand up, but my insides felt like they were being cut up. "Ungh." I fell onto stomach. That's when I saw it in my arm. Underneath there was a slight hint of something silver. "What is that?" Every movement I make feels like my whole body is being cut up. I moved my arms while through the pain until one of the silver objects finally poked out through my skin.
"Looks like my little sleeper is finally awake. Here I was so worried you died." Every hair on my body stood up, I felt the urge to run away, as if the voice behind me held hell in itself. I turned to look at the man behind the voice. It was him. I glared at him. "That's such a great face! Defiance only after resting for three days! It's like you're a whole new person. I think lady Esdeath will love to have you when she returns."
"Esdeath will have your head once she knows what you did to me." I know Esdeath. She will not let this go, atleast.. I hope not.
"HAHAHA, foolish kid. Esdeath wouldn't harm one of her subordinates. Especially over a little toy." I winced as I tried to move towards him. I swear the moment I get the chance, I will kill this fucker. "Oo that looks painful, I think those blades have done enough damage to you. Let me take them out for you." He had nothing but happiness in his voice. The rest of the day was spent with him cutting open my body everywhere, taking out every single blade. My body was covered in my own blood, it was hard to move. It hurt to do anything even staying still felt so bad I could die.
"Here is some more food for you! After you eat I'll wash the blood off does that sound fair?" I nodded at his question and waited for him to toss the rotten meat I had become accustomed to. I devoured it in seconds. The pain I had been feeling slowly went away as my wounds closed up. "You know what, that blood actually looks good on you." The torturer came into my cell and took off his mask. He was smiling from ear to ear. "You've made me one very happy man this past couple weeks you know?" I tried to jump at him, yet my arms were chained to the wall. The only thing that resulted was the chains rattling as if to make fun of me. "See it's because you don't break! Never has someone not broken before." He grabbed a scalpel from his pocket and stabbed it into my shoulder then sliced down my chest."
"AHH! FUCK!"
"Such foul language though. Hmph I have a great idea!" He stabbed into my other shoulder. I bit down on my lip to hold back a scream. "If you can last through one last thing, I'll leave you all alone until lady Esdeath comes. Now be a good boy and wait till I come back tomorrow!" He kicked the scalpel that was still in my shoulder deeper in, so the blade went through and stabbed out the other side. He then reached over and pulled it out.
"Fucking asshole." I spat at him, but missed.
"Such a foul mouth indeed. Let me fix that for you!" I felt his hand force my mouth open then he grabbed my tongue. He held it with one tongue and slowly sawed through it with his scalpel. It hurt so bad. I couldn't take it, so I bit down as hard as I could. I saw the shock in his face as blood poured out of my mouth and my tongue fell onto the floor. Then he smiled and shoved a herb into my mouth. "Well well I guess you helped me mister demon. Don't worry you won't die thanks to that herb. Well have a good night mister demon!" He walked away. I looked down at my tongue. My mouth hurt so bad, but I couldn't taste blood anymore.
Day 15:
I watched as the hooded figure approached me, he held a pot in his hands. The pot smelt amazing, I don't know if it's because I haven't ate a decent meal in days, or if it was actually something good. "Wha iz en eh aht? (What is in the pot?)" I tried to ask him, but without a tongue it's hard to talk.
"What was that? I can't understand you, try to speak a little clearer please." The man said with a chuckle. So it's him, of course who else would it be. "Anyways my dear prisoner I have brought you such a wonderful meal." I could hear the glee in his voice as he said those words.
"I ont ant it. (I don't want it.)" I tried telling my torturer. I want to kill him, I want to watch as the air leaves his lungs and life leave his eyes. I would too, but I'm stuck. My hands are cuffed to a wall, along with my legs, and my body is too torn up to move. The chains rattled as I tried my hardest to break through the cuffs, but nothing else happened, no weakened chain giving out like I want it to.
"Don't be that way, this is your new home. You should love it here." Again with the chuckle. "And as a warming gift, here is some food. Enjoy. It'll be the only good meal you'll get for the rest of your life." He opened my cage and put the pot down in front of me. It was stew with chunks of meat in it. It looked so good, it made my mouth water. "And as the nice guy I am, I will even feed it to you mister demon." He put a spoon into the pot and pulled it out. I could see little chunks of meat in soup. "Ah you're eyeing it I see. Open your mouth." I opened my mouth and he fed me and helped me swallow my food. It felt so weird, once I swallowed the meat I could feel my tongue start to grow back. "Keep eating!" He fed me until the pot was empty. I hate that that man fed me.
"When is this final test going to happen?" I want it over, I just have to last through this last thing, then I'll be safe. I just have to bet on Esdeath.
"I decided to wait a couple of days for shock value. I'll see you then mister demon!" He waved at me and walked away.
Day 19:
"Ah mister demon I'm back and with some wonderful news!" The torturer came back, but he didn't have a hood on. I glared at him.
"Is it time now?" I want this over with.
"Oh yes it is indeed, but first. About that meal you had before. How was it?" He gleamed as he asked the question.
"It was good…" I answered a little hesitantly. Why does he need to know that?
"Good good. Well let me tell you something about that soup I made just for you!" He leaned in close to my ear and whispered. "The meat in that was made from your dead girlfriend. You just ate her up and said she tasted great you sick freak." He was giggling. My mind went blank… No… No way. Images of Kaede flew through my mind.
"No.. that wasn't.." No..
"Oh but yes it was. She was quite fun. She was saying how you were going to save her the whole time to! She was so hopeful, but you had to let the poor girl down." He kept talking but I stopped listening. I felt something inside me snap, every thought of killing him left. I couldn't feel anything anymore. I couldn't even see anymore. Everything in my world just went blank.
Day 21:
"Ah time to check on mister demon!" The torturer left his home and made his way to the torture chambers to check on his prized possession. Yet when he got there he was met with the same thing as yesterday. "I guess he really is broken." He sighed and walked up to the demon. "Those downcast eyes don't suit you at all mister demon. You breaking doesn't excite me at all." The torturer grabbed his scalpel and looked at the demon. "I may as well kill you since you have no use. Now how should I do it." The torturer spent an hour trying to decide how he wanted to kill him. He didn't want to, but a broken toy has no use, and you get rid of things that have no use. "Oh I know! I'll turn him into a work of art first!" The torturer walked up to his broken toy and cut into his stomach. He slowly cut up until his inside were showing. Yet they looked horrifying to him. The torturer fell back and crawled away in fear. "Wha… what are you mister demon." The inside of his toy, was pitch black. His insides were darker than the confinement room. His organs were a dark purple as if they were made from poison. "Just what… what are you?" That's when the most disgusting thing happened. Black strings came from both sides of the cut and forcibly pulled his stomach back together and his skin sealed itself back together. He was in shock. His toy was no longer human. He couldn't even be called alive at this point.
"Mister demon truly must be a demon…" That's when he felt it, his hand was burning as if it was doused in acid. He looked down and saw the black goop from his toys stomach melting the scalpel in his hand as well as starting to melt down his hand and bones. "GAH!" The torturer screamed in pain as he got up and ran out of the cell towards his cleaver. Once he reached his cleaver his hand was already almost gone. "I got to be quick!" Fighting through the pain the torturer managed to tie a string on his arm, stopping circulation then he cleaved what was left of his hand off. He then ran to the branding irons and used one to cauterize the wound. "Fuck this hurts so bad. Mister demon, you truly must of never gave up."
"Leo, why is it every time I come back you are sleeping?"
"Huh what is that? Nypherius.. Where were you?"
"I was changing your body so you could live. It must of hurt, I'm sorry."
"You left me there alone."
"I didn't intend to, but changing everything in your system took much more attention than I thought, but ignore that and get up."
I blinked for a moment. Then I remembered everything that happened. Kaede.. I.. That's when a hint of blue caught my attention. I looked up and stared into icy blue eyes. "Esdeath.." I said.
"I'm here now Leo. Let's get you out of here." She broke the chains keeping me to the wall and picked me up. I looked around for a moment until I saw a mangled corpse at the entrance of the chambers. It was the torturer I could tell. I looked back at Esdeath for a moment and realized something. This is her chamber.. This is where she tortures people. That guy was her subordinate. This is her fault. I closed my eyes. Kaede, I'll avenge you. I swear I will. A picture of Esdeath's dead corpse appeared in my mind, and I could feel a smile form on my lips. I swear I will kill her when I'm strong enough.
A/N Well that's done now. Phew. Oh just in case That ice is special ice that Esdeath made herself specifically for rotting wounds. I figured as much as a torture nut as she is, she'd make something like that. Well anyways. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! And continue to enjoy the rest. Have a good night/day/noon! See ya next chapter.
