Hell was in a state of unrest and panic.

While it was a place filled with filth and might be torturous to others, for a few special ones it was a place that made them strong.

Sinners broke in Hell's Judgement and lose their reason, clouded by years of suffering and agony.

But some persist in swallowing the bitter pill of pain and suffering.

The torture of being burnt in Hell's Judgement made them stronger than before. Instead of breaking them down, it made their will stronger to the point that became unbreakable.

However, even after this, all they can do is sit back and give a self-deprecating expression while enjoying the treatment because no matter how strong they become, they can't escape. Their souls had been bound to this place and beyond the Hell Judgement sat the person who held the leash.

Occasionally, he would leave the leash loose a little, giving them hope to get out of this place and descend the world but that hope would soon be crushed cruelly without any shed of mercy.

Suppressed for aeons, all of them had already given up hopes of being reincarnated or getting out of here.

But today, something changed.

Something which shocked them beyond their wildest dream.

It was just a normal day or one can say night for them. They were doing their usual routine of basking in the fiery flames of Hell's Judgement.

At that time..

A huge tectonic shift occurred which shook them to and fro. A strong pressure stirring the very depths of their inner soul spread all around.

Shockwaves emerged one after another. Though Hell was protected by the barrier, the aftermath of a devastating battle of such a calibre pushed Hell further into the void, displacing it from its position by a huge margin.

The battle was on a larger scale and The Devil was surrounded by a group of figures clashing with him.

The dead eyes of prisoners glowed praying for the Devil to get injured.

They just waited for a moment of carelessness from the Devil's side and they would use this opportunity to escape but the Devil poured cold water on their hopes.

Devil won quite easily but just as he was about to finish things off, a huge dark hand emerged from the void.

Catching Devil off guard, it grappled Devil and took him away. The Devil tried to react and free himself but he was unable to free himself from those hands and disappeared into a dark void with those hands.

The scene scared the shit out of them. Fortunately, the hands did not appear anymore.

Before the battle, Hell was separated from Devil Turf and was locked down by laws that can only be opened by Devil or its successor which prevented it from getting affected by the aftermath.

The True God after the Devil's disappearance led the sidekicks out leaving Hell to descend into grave silence.

It took a moment for them to process what happened here. The Devil who ruled hell since the beginning of this world and bound them there was no more.

"We are free..."

A loud sound echoed which was followed by loud murmurs.

"Yes, we are free..."

Then all the prisoners erupted into cheers.

The moment was joyous and one of the happiest moments of their lives. With no one to imprison them, they are free.

"Freedom.."

"Freedom.."

"Let's escape quickly. Don't waste the time."

"No...."

At that time a loud commanding voice echoed causing all the sounds to halt.

"Where will we go after we escape? The reincarnation cycle is in heaven. Even if we have become stronger we can't fend off the Goddesses."

"So, let's just take over the hell."He roared angrily.

"First we will conquer the Nether Demons and treat them as slaves as they did to us."

"Yes..."

Everyone shouted gleefully.

"Let's take down Hell.."

"Yeahhhhh...Ahhhhh

The cheering suddenly turned into shrieks of the pain out of nowhere.

The orange flames burning around them turned crimson and a suffocating pressure descended on everyone pinning them on the ground.

As if gravity around them increased a thousandfold, they were not able to move their body.

"You surely have grown some balls."

They heard an unfamiliar sound from afar, and soon the pressure vanished letting them have a chance to look at the person who spoke.

Their bodies froze seeing the person who stood before them.

Just meeting his eyes was enough to make them drown in deepest despair and pull out the horrific memories in their hearts.

If they were alive, they would have almost pissed them off because they have never seen such a scary person like him.

The figure disappeared and appeared before a giant figure with a smile.

"Agnes Ist, The First King Of Demons."

"I heard you want to take over the Hell."

"Kyakkkk!"

"No, you heard wrong. It's entirely false. I just want to help in Hell Management."

"Which shit spoke he wants to take over Hell?"

"Come out? I will spank you to death?"

"But you all are already dead."The man asked mockingly.

"Uhhh...That..."

Agnes, The First averted his gaze wondering why this man appeared here.

"Listen, Agnes, I will give you a chance."

"And also to everyone else here to get free."

Agnes' eyes bulged due to astonishment; however , knowing this guy's style, he knew what was going to happen.

He will surely ask them to defeat him. While they will keep on dying, this guy would treat them as sparring partners.

Moreover, each time they die their soul will weaken.

"No, we don't want freedom. More than that we don't want to fight you."Agnes spoke hurriedly and bowed down.

Everyone out there followed his steps.

"Tsk...."

"It seems you have learnt your lesson and saved my time to dismantle you."

"I will get to the point."

"Do a few things for me?"

"And I set you free and will help you reincarnate."

"What really?"

His words drew everyone's attention.

"I promise."

"First help me train this weakling."The man muttered and threw a cute little kitty and disappeared.

"Train him properly. I will slow down the time of hell."

.......

Near the gates of hell, millions of souls of different species are lined up.

Each one would get through the gates which will decide the tenure of punishment.

Light punishment ranged from a few years of torture to become a servant.

Some who did good deeds but in a wrong way are asked to assist Nether Demons. Only the cruellest and heinous of all beings would be punished to go through Hell's Judgement

The line was vast and if anyone tried to cause unrest, the Demons would deal with them severely inflicting such a painful wound that would make them wonder why they committed all kinds of evil.

Standing in the line, a man with long golden hair grumbled with frustration. He complained about getting treated harshly and the result was getting whipped by guards.

'Why am I Hell? I should have gone to heaven. I haven't done anything wrong?'As the man grumbled, a group of Nether demons walked towards him.

"You come with us."

"Where are you taking me?"

"You are our guest. You will be getting special treatment."

The man laughed gleefully and shouted.

"Nice, even the hell knows my worth."

"Whether it is hell or heaven, nothing can turn a blind eye to me."

Boasting loudly, he followed the guards under the jealous gaze of others.

He was led to the castle built over a fiery ocean.

As soon as he entered inside, his gaze lingered on the giant over which a man sat leisurely holding an exquisite glass of wine.

The man's eyes widened and his whole body shivered in fear.

He pulled his hair screaming like a maniac.

"No, it can't be."

"This is an illusion."

"This is not possible."

"Nooooooo"

"Get me out?"

"I want to leave this place."The man screamed and turned back to run, however, the guards held him tightly.

He fought back with all his might however everything was for nought.

"Ahhhhhh!"

The guards slammed their spears at his thigh while another one hit his knees breaking them.

Crackling sounds echoed one after another as Nether Demons hit him without mercy.

Their socket was empty and the fire burned in the empty socket fiercely.

The man screamed in agony and raised his chin to notice a playful grin forming over the man who sat on the throne.

The man then took a sip.

A bloodish afterglow remained on his lips.

Pursuing his lip,his hoarse voice resounded.

"What did I say?"

"Didn't I promise you that we are going to meet in hell?

"So, tell me Hex, are you happy not that I didn't keep my promise?"

"Filthy sinner bow down before The King Hell and offer your respect."