《Darkness Of Hell》Choose Freedom
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"What do you mean?" Silvia asked as a smile faded away from her face.
"Your innocence is captivating, it melts people's hearts," Maria said looking into her eyes, she wanted to see the glance in her eyes. Silvia's eyes glared with her compliment, and that glare slowly walked from her eyes and spread on her entire face.
"You did have a beautiful smile," Maria said instantly as Silvia blushed for a moment.
A few seconds pass away in the silence, though there is nothing like silence, there is always something that can be heard inside or outside. But our ignorance can create this illusion. This illusion of silence.
"Why are you saying all of this?" Suddenly, Silvia stopped and turned to Maria and asked.
Maria sighed and said, looking at her,
"Winston cares about you. And he wants you on his side. Time is very crucial right now. And yes, we also like each other. And it is what it is. And we can't do this to him, make him choose between us"
Silvia lean a bit further and asked, with a bit of rage in her eyes,
"Then what do you suggest?"
"Let things go the way it's going. Let him be free. Don't try to bind him with you. And you need to find your purpose, so you don't feel dependent on him. You can also be free, I suggest you should choose freedom for yourself and us too"
Maria said looking compassionately into her eyes.
Silvia felt silent, she didn't have anything to say. She just looked at Maria for a while, and then slowly turned to walk ahead.
***
Lanark fell into the desert, full of sand chilled with moonlight. He stood on his feet and dusted his clothes. He took a peek around and opened the portal, he walked into it and entered his palace.
As he entered, a woman came to him, and asked, looking at his dusty clothes,
"What happened?"
"Not now Militia," he said, with rage in his voice. And start walking left to right in the room.
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Militia kept looking at him for a while, and said,
"So you failed to kill them, aren't you?"
Lanark looked at her with rage in his eyes but didn't say anything and kept strolling. Militia laugh out loudly, and said,
"You can't even kill a newbie and dream about being devil"
Lanark comes running towards her, and grabbed her neck, and said,
"I said, not now Militia"
She laughs this time looking into his eyes, she also has raged in her eyes,
"What do you think? I am your puppet, who caresses your ego" she holds his hand strongly and her nails pierced his hand, making him bleed,
"Don't ever try to put me down with your filthy arrogance" she said while moving his hand away from her neck. Lanark kept staring into her eyes. Both of them were staring at each other with rage in their eyes.
Suddenly Lanark leans ahead and starts kissing Militia, and she kisses him back. They release their hands and grab each other's neck to kiss each other. It was less kissing and more biting each other.
Lanark bites her lips, so strongly that it almost makes her bleed. And as he leaves her lips, she holds his tongue with her teeth and pulls it outside which makes Lanark scream in pain.
She leaves his tongue and starts biting him on the neck, both of them start biting and scratching each other everywhere like animals. Both of them were enjoying that pain-filled with pleasure. It's just making them more excited.
Lanark tore down her red gown that she was wearing and her breast fell open. Lanark grabs her right breast and rubs them with his finger and palm, so strongly that she screams with pain.
Then he holds both of her nipples and pinches them, and she starts to scream even louder with pain and pleasure. She hits her nails into his shoulder, and blood comes out. He starts biting on her breast and nipples, and the whole room got filled with her voices, filled with pain and pleasure.
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Lanark turned her towards the wall, her gown was hanging to her stomach, he slid it further down to the ground. And started biting on her back, while sliding down his pants. And within a few seconds, he was riding on her.
He was holding her breasts, from behind while riding, and she put her hands on the wall scratching it and moaning loudly. It went for a while until both of them reached where they were destined to reach.
***
"What do you mean by a hell of hell?" Winston asked instantly looking at the fainted images of snakes on the wall. Frank looked at him, and said,
"This is a phantom zone. A place for the biggest monsters of hell"
Winston kept looking at him for a while with worried eyes and said,
"Monster?" Then paused for a moment and said,
"Why do we care where we are? We can just go wherever we want in seconds" and he waves his hand in the air, but nothing happens. He was confused, so he did it again and still, nothing happened.
Frank looked at him and chuckled, and said,
"You don't know anything about hell and the world, do you?"
"I guess so," Winston said instantly, being frustrated, and waved his hand again this time a little strongly,
Why the fuck, this is not happening?" He shouts out loudly.
"We can't go out from here like this" Frank said looking at Winston.
"What? Why not?" Winston said looking at Frank
"Because this is a kind of jail. And to get out from here we need a jailer's permission"
Frank said, and Winston kept staring at him with wide eyes.
"Who is that?" Winston asked with the same reaction on his face.
"Well, she is the Goddess of snakes, Manasa," Frank said with a nervous voice. And Winston looked at him with curiosity and asked,
"Goddess of snakes?"
"Yeah, she controls this dimension of hell. I think both the portals overlapping each other throw us into another dimension. And your portal cannot help us to get back to our dimension" Frank said looking towards Winston.
"Then how are we going to get out of here?" Winston asked, waving his eyes.
"We need to find Manasa, she rules this dimension, only she can help us. But first, we need to get out of this shithole that we are trapped into" Frank said and start walking through the fallen gate.
Winston follows him, he thinks for a second and asked,
"But why do you think that the goddess of the snake will help us?"
Frank turned towards Winston with an angry gaze and said,
"I don't know. Maybe you have a better plan" He keeps staring at him and Winston keeps silent, and to avoid his gaze he crosses him and starts walking ahead of him.
"I thought so. Let me do the thinking Winston, and to do that I need a bit of peace. So please stop questioning" Frank said following Winston.
They kept walking in silence for a while,
"Congrats on finding your base element," Frank said, with a rough voice, after a few minutes of silence.
"Thank you", Winston replied with the same voice.
Again they keep walking in silence for a while.
"You know that you are the only one, after the devil who can control the air. It makes you quite strong. Because controlling air has its benefits over other elements" Frank said with a soft voice.
"What kind of benefits?" Winston asked with a softer voice.
"Firstly air is available everywhere and in huge amounts. Demons can control elements, but to control fire or water or any other element you need that element available around you with a sufficient amount" Frank said while looking for a way out.
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