“Gah, where am I, what is this place?!”
. . .
Iulia looked around desperately. It was as if she was blind.
“Mortal elementalist, you have not only disappointed us as an institution…”
Her vision began to slowly adapt. She was on her knees. Upon looking up she could see 4 representatives of the deadly sins.
Lucifer, representative of pride.
Sepia, representative of lust.
Beelzebub, representative of gluttony.
Meryphilia, representative of envy.
“... but also as individuals. The fall of our beloved brother Belphegor left a gap in the hierarchy of hell. How do you plead, Iulia?” Lucifer said as he looked down at her.
The 4 representatives were standing on elevated pillars, each pillar had a mark representing its specific sin. Iulia’s breath was heavy. She looked around and saw the entire room was filled with imps and minotaurs, looking at her as if she was rotten junk filling the room.
She frowned and looked up at Lucifer.
“You didn't give me enough help! I was just that close to winning!”
An imp holding a stack of papers walks next to Lucifer's pillar. Using a whip of flames, Lucifer grabs the papers and holds them in his hand.
“Let's see. Now enough help, you said? To start off, you assured us that you don't need any more help. That everything we gave you will be ‘more than enough for that insignificant prick’. Moreover, you promised access to the creation void and the Champion Energy of the Other Lands. Where is our control over these said things, Iulia? So they even exist?”
Iulia clenched her fists against the ground and gritted her teeth as she frowned.
“You wouldn't understand. It's not my fault that you're all stupid and left me to die!”
The 4 representatives look at each other confused.
“What the fuck is she talking about? Didn't you just say she doesn't need further reinforcements?” Sepia asks Lucifer, confused.
Meryphilia’s jaw snaps open, willing to say something.
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“Shut up, Mery.” Lucifer ordered.
Meryphilia closed its jaw back.
Lucifer looked back down at Iulia.
“To start off, you drained the entire second layer of hell energy and also took a large amount of hell energy from the third layer as well. Where is our hell energy, Iulia?”
“Tsk, why are you all deaf?! Didn't you hear that it just wasn't enough?! You should've known that!”
Lucifer's expression darkened. He has had enough of this tomfoolery.
“I see. So this is how it is. You're trying to play the victim, aren't you?”
“Victim?! Victim?! Do you even hear what you're saying?!”
Suddenly, Beelzebub slammed his fist into his desk.
“51896 years!”
The entire crowd of imps and minotaurs gasped and began to tremble.
The 3 other representatives looked at Beelzebub shocked.
Sepia tried to speak up, shyly.
“I-...isn’t that-”
Beelzebub immediately shut her down.
“NO! IF ANYONE ELSE WANTS TO GIVE HER ANYTHING LESS, THEY'LL HAVE TO GO THROUGH ME FIRST! SHE WAS THE ONE WHO GOT BELPHEGOR KILLED! THAT ALONE IS MORE THAN ENOUGH TO GIVE HER THE WORST PUNISHMENT WE HAVE!”
“I agree.” Lucifer said as he crossed his arms.
Meryphilia rose its right arm.
“Yes, Mery?” Beelzebub asked.
Its jaw snapped.
“Kkhheeeeeiiilll… hhhjjeeeerrrrr… ffyooorrrrjjheeeeeeevvvvrrrrrr!!!”
Beelzebub smiled and chuckled.
“Yes, Mery, we'll kill her forever~.”
Iulia looked at them confused and scared.
“What does that mean?! What do you mean by that?! Tell me!”
The imp who gave Lucifer his papers walked up to her, constantly poking his glasses up his tiny nose.
“51896 years is the worst punishment you can receive in hell. You will be used as a hollow sentient husk to continue the construction of the Vein Castle in layer 3. The third layer is infinite in width, not length, but the castle isn't. And so, we use the worst sinners of all to work endlessly on its construction.”
Iulia was going mad upon hearing his words.
“Why you little…”
She pulled back her right arm. The imp’s eyes widened, but he wasn't quick enough to get out of her range before she threw a punch at him. Before she could realize, Meryphilia stomped her wrist into the ground. She looked up at it before it let out an eldritch screech of terror, fully paralyzing her. It wasn't even magic. She was scared. Meryphilia punched her right shoulder, knocking her back and ripping off her right arm as well. It then grabbed her body and slammed it down, her entire skeletal structure feeling like it was destroyed instantly. With another terrifying screech, Meryphilia ripped off her head with ease.
. . .
She opened her eyes again. She felt hollow, empty, a shell. Suddenly, her rear was kicked.
“Move it, bitch!” a man shouted.
“Get back to work, what the fuck are you doing?!” another man called out from a distance.
She looked around. An absolute construction work site. People were making bricks with a cement mixer, others were carrying them, others laying them and in the back others were painting them.
“What the… what is this?! I'm not doing this!”
Suddenly, a strong slap hit her head.
“What the fuck did you just say?! Get back to work!” another worker there said before kicking her ass next to a bucket of bricks.
“If we don't work, we'll be severely tortured!”
Iulia scoffed as she stood up.
“51 thousand years shouldn't be too much…”
Another man chuckled.
“Don't worry about time. It's 51896 hell years, not earth years. 51896 hell years are enough to drag us until the end of existence.”
Iulia froze upon hearing those words.
“W-what…”
“What did you even do to get here? You just sound like a bitch.”
“I… I got a representative killed…”
Everyone else laughs at her.
“Guys, she thinks she could have gotten a representative killed!”
More people chuckle at her. The man turns at her and punches her in the face.
“GET BACK TO WORK, STUPID BITCH!”
Iulia frowned at him, but quietly complied as she stood up and began to carry bricks.
