Lemon- No

Continuation From - none.

Warnings- none.


6 Hell

As my name fell from my lips darkness rushed in around me and I could feel my body collapse around me. Stop around me. Then I had no body.

I had woven a spell, sacrificing myself to seal away an evil god, to protect my people, and I used my name as the key part in the spell. I knew what this meant; all monuments with my name had to be defaced. So I didn't have a way of reminding the people I existed.

That thought scared me. But I knew what I was doing; now I'm dead… or am I?

I don't have a body. I can't move! There's nothing to see, touch or hear. Silence is crushing me, pressing in on me and making me pull everything that is me closer.

Where am I?

I sensed something happening… 'outside' my prison. Maybe people, maybe my faithful friends and servants. Then I couldn't sense them. I always tried to hide my fear, for if a leader is scared it's people will panic, but right now I didn't care, I was terrifed!

I franticly reached out to try and touch them. But I'm isolated!

Suddenly something seeps in. It didn't approach me because it was always there and just now decided to move. It seeped in like water does through sand, and snatched at my memories.

I pulled them all close, going over the names of my friends, places that I've visited before, events, anything and everything!

But slowly it reached me, very slowly, the cat toying with its prey. It won in the end and soon… I was nothing.

Where am I?

Who am I?

What am I?

I don't know my name, I don't know what happened to me, I don't know anything! I just have thoughts running in a circle and darkness pressing in on me. I begin to cry.

I know what a body is, and I know I don't have that, so I couldn't show my sorrow with tears; only a crushing mental grief that resembled crying. I know that no body means no heartbeat… and no life… I must be dead.

I don't remember faces, or who told me, but death is meant to be peaceful? I'm left with morals, whoever taught me them has long faded from my mind, but I'm sure I was good… no, I'm not sure anymore.

I know that there is only one place I can be right now.

Hell.

I don't remember happiness or light, I don't remember what it was like to not be crying in your mind… if this is my mind… my soul?

Basic things are going now, morals I still know, values and laws are starting to slip. I still know some things, but I know, with fear and anguish, that they will be gone too.

The shadows, the darkness, ate up my memories, now it's after more. Am I to feed this darkness until I fade to nothing? Until I stop existing? The idea terrifies me. I shout, I scream, I beg for help!

I summon all my strength just before the shadowy lake of ravenous darkness pulls me under;

Somebody! Save me from this Hell!


TBC.

My idea of what sealing your soul into a puzzle and having your memory wiped would be like. Very Bad! It's from Atem/Yami's perspective, clearly. Please tell me what you think :)

Next chapter - Heaven