Holding the warm mug in my hands I took a small sip then slowly placed it down on the coffee table. It had been three hundred and-, god I don’t even remember. I have been in this place for so long everything has just become a blur. I wasn’t even meant to be here!, I was a good man, I paid my taxes, I took care of my family, I obeyed the law. I was good!, but he’ll just had other plans for me and here I am!. Although I have to admit it’s been… eye opening staying in this place, the torture, the desperation it just shows you who the true ones are. In my past life I was a married man with two beautiful kids, a loving wife, and a well paying job. But nothing lasts nowadays, am I right?.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ik what your really here for. You just wanna hear about life in hell, well…

If I’m being completely honest its empowering. And before you start saying “oh he enjoys being a bad person” that’s not it!. You don’t know what its like. hell isn’t just where people are tortured, humiliated, and punished. It can be wonderful you just have to know where to look. Every morning me and the main man, and yes I mean satan. Have a small talk together, and although I will not share what we talk about I will say one thing. He doesn’t whant to be like this, Lucifer can be well… amazing, but he has been setup for a life he never whanted.

He is like any other normal person trying to survive in this universe.