WARNING!

Contents of this chapter are for matured audience only. No, it isn't smut. It's pure gore, disturbing content and might prove to be a potential trigger to some of you. Proceed with caution!

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Yoona's pov:

Everyday, starting from the next, I requested Jimin to take me down and show me hell. If it was here in the Underworld, that I was going to spend the rest of my life, then it would only make sense that I was familiar with hell and everything that goes on in it.

" Please!" I whined as I watched him go through a bundle of parchments which were rough around the edges. It looked like some kind of a record, but I wasn't sure about what it really was.

"Show me!" I begged for the n'th time, tugging slightly at his sleeve, afraid to actually touch his body.

He ignored me just like he'd done the past few days. "Jiminie, show me once. Please.."

"I'm bored. I have nothing to do" I spoke and he only listened quietly.

"You're all I have. Whyre  you ignoring me?"

"Jimin!"

"Look at me!"

"I really want to see what it's like on the inside..just once.."

He shut his eyes and sighed heavily. He had had enough. I could feel my heart stop for a second, he was angry.

"I'm sorry! Really, sorry " I began apologizing for being annoying all day long.

"You want to see it don't  you?" He snapped and I bit the insides of my cheeks before giving  a reluctant nod in response.

"Come" he flipped me around before grabbing my arm so tight, I knew they'd leave bruises soon as he dragged me across the exorbitant building.

Not knowing what to speak at the moment, I chose to remain silent. He lead me to the same room as the other day and the ground cracked open on its own, as if his thoughts were all it needed to obey.

Fire oozed out, and Jimin pulled me to the center, to stand on a circular plate like ground and it descended downwards, into the fire below to reveal a whole new world inside.

"Hell." Jimin stated looking around at the extremely large patch of space that surrounded us.

I held my gasp as I glanced around.

"This, is the first stage" he said, turning to check if I was okay and I very obviously wasn't.

We were surrounded by thousands of men and women, naked and kneeling on the burning coal beneath, with their hands tied up above their heads, as the demons whipped them with thick crops. Screams, pleas and cries for forgiveness surrounded us.

I looked at Jimin, who smiled slightly. "You asked for it".

I took in a deep breath, telling myself that the punishment was for the wrong deeds that they had performed. I did not know if they deserved it, but I did know Jimin wouldn't do wrong. I swallowed as the demons bowed for their king the moment they noticed his godly presence.

"They only bow for their king, and their queen" he shook his head, reading my thoughts, "Such vile creatures, yet so loyal".

And we descended further downwards while I forced myself not to be jealous of his queen to come, who ever she was. I was nothing but his sheild and I chose this for myself. And so,the deeper we went, the worse the hell got.

"Second" he said and I could see humans tied and bound to thick metal poles as worms and insects ate them alive.

"Third".. Demons tossed people into oil as it boiled. They screamed in pain as it burned their bodies layer by layer until all that was left were the bones, only to be taken out and given a new body and tossed into the oil again  to go through the same over and over.

"Fourth " Jimin smirked as we descended further. Humans were made to lie naked with their heads buried in their own faeces, before the wildest of animals, hungry and angry as the rest of their body was chewed on and eaten away..torn piece by piece and limb by limb. They would feel all the pain in the world and worst part of this, was they'd still be alive and grow back the parts of their bodies only to have them eaten away again until the beasts were full.

I could feel myself shivering amidst the burning heat. Fear and pity bubbled inside, yet I didn't know how to feel.

"Fifth, and the final " Jimin said. I swallowed hard and prepared for the worst.

There was a thick stone slab in the center and when I looked up, I noticed that we were miles away from the entrance; from the point where we had started.

I looked around once again, in an attempt to find something that made this the worst part in hell. It was just a large octagonal room, well lit by the light that was shone by the fire which  burned above. A thick, rectangular stone slab in the middle and the floor was  a shade of unusual brownish black.

"Is this it?" I questioned.

"Yes" the man answered.

I found nothing too scary about this. It was nothing.

"Nothing scary about this, huh?" He raised a brow, smirking at me.

I'd forgotten that I was in the company of a God, and anything that went through my mind would be read by his. Groaning inwardly, I shrugged.

He only chuckled as he raised his hand up and motioned towards one of the walls that surrounded the chamber.

The wall slid to the side to reveal an exit..and before I could move towards it, I heard voices approaching. A scream at the highest pitch seemed to grow louder and was the at its loudest when four demons brought in a man who was old, his hair a mix of Grey and black.; in his fifties.

I watched as they laid the naked man on the slab and tied his limbs to the hooks on the four corners of the stone with a thick, dark rope.

I stepped closer to Jimin and he laughed, shaking his head.

I thought I was prepared but now, I wasn't so sure.

The demons left only after bowing down to their God fully and the door slid back shut.

I inhaled deeply as Jimin moved towards the stone.

"you might want to stick to the wall" he suggested and I quickly backed up until my back was pressed against the wall.

He grinned, his angelic face and his silver hair shining under the orange light that reflected off of his skin.

"Here" Jimin tossed his jacket towards me and I caught it before it  dropped.

"I'm comfortable without this" he said referring to the coat and I could only nod.

I watched as he watched the naked man on the slab, and within a split second, the God in front of me transformed into a beast. 'Beast' wouldn't be a word good enough to describe him as he grew taller, his hands and legs adorned with fingers that were like steak knives.. Two thick, sharp horns rose above his head, and his eyes burned alive. His skin fire and his presence was the heaviest I'd ever felt.

I hugged his jacket closer to myself with one hand as the other struggled to find purchase against the wall behind, I felt my fingers scratching at the wall trying to grip at something, only to find nothing.

Jimin, no, the monster lowered his hands to the man on the slab, who cried for help. Whose mouth was wide open in shock, his body lifting off of the stone only to land back against it as the restraints did their job. He shook violently, and begged for mercy. The closer Jimin got, the lesser the old man's words made sense.

And right before my eyes, his blade like fingers dug into the man's body only to tear him piece by piece, and feast on the flesh as if it was the tastiest thing he'd had in ages.

The pleas and cries continued for a while as I watched in sheer horror and fear, blood splashing around the place as organs were pulled apart. My eyes were wide open and I could feel my eyelids protest in pain, but I couldn't shut them or look away.

My heart clenched in fear and blood ran cold. I could do nothing. The sight was far, far beyond disturbing and I stared, until there was nothing left of the man on the stone and the ground below absorbed all the blood that was poured on it.

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