No more labour

No more punishment

No more starvation

No more loss of hope

No more pain....

These thoughts race through 15 year olds head as he dashes behind his mum, following her towards the walls of the nether empires kingdom. He was escaping the slave camp with his family. Mostly.
Before they reach the gates a guard makes a swing at them, missing both seto and his mum as it hits his father. He screams, yelling at seto to run.

Following his orders, seto does with his mother in tow. Skidding under the closing doors and running away. Running to the minecraftia kingdom, and away from tourcher.
Or in other words,

From one hell to another.