Hell

I'd lain like this for days.

Days.

The knife in my chest, sunk up to the hilt.

My blood had dried around the blade,

I should be dead.

After the first surge of energy I was lost.

I slumped against the tree

I lacked the strength to move

It hurt so much

This had to be Hell.

Hell.

Why wasn't I dead?

I should be dead

I'd been stabbed to the heart

That means death

You don't have a heart anymore, Vladislaus.

You are hollow.

You will feel nothing.

"Wha-a-"

I still hurt

I could barely move, let alone talk

How could I heal?

Vladislaus.

I waited

Vladislaus.

I will help you for your first time.

I will send you food.

That was that

The blackness was starting to take me

It washed over me

Then I heard a human

Actually, I heard the heartbeat and the blood

Pit-pat, pit-pat, pit-pat.

This favor will be added to the balance

You will honor our pact.

I saved you.

You will repay me that favor.

Your chains are mine

I am your master now, Vladislaus.

I couldn't hear that ending voice,

Nor would I have cared if I could

I was still alive

Little did I know that I was just a slave to the Devil

Chained.

A dog to do his bidding.

But for the moment.
I was free.