It was a dark place. Both stepped through.


They were in a huge stone vault. On the left side there were two large pools. One was a hot spring in which very creepy figures sat and got drunk.


The other, slightly larger, was covered with a thin layer of ice and in it sat three huge figures.


They were very focused and you got the impression that they were dead. Only on closer inspection could you see her breathing slowly. Ajoon explained to her that the strongest warriors in the zone used "The Ice Spring" as a hardening method to gain more self-control and strength ...




They went further. On the left and on the right one saw the most varied of figures drinking, fighting and training.


Screams of pain echoed through the vault and you could occasionally see a larger group watching a torture spectacle.


They went on for a long time. For Marron it was the worst minutes of her life.She was afraid, what would she expect here?


And what she had seen in those minutes made her blood run cold. What she had seen today was too much for her, because she had never experienced such cruelty and cold-bloodedness as prevailed here.




They came to an intersection. Left and right the path led into a dark corridor from which the screams of tortured souls echoed.


There was a large gate in the middle. Ajoon signaled the guards at the gate, and then they were let in.




They were in a large hall, at the end of which was a huge throne.


A man in black was sitting on top of it.


He had black hair and dark menacing eyes.


Marron thought he was very handsome.


"Ajoon," said a voice that made one feel cold, "You did your job well, you could rely on you as always. Come back later, then we'll talk about your reward."

"Thanks master"


“Ajoon, leave us alone now.” Ajoon walked away and the gate slammed shut.


Marron was trembling all over.


"So you're the last one. Very pretty. In contrast to the others, you still have real potential. You could be the chosen one that the oracle announced two million years ago."


Maron was getting too stupid that everyone was talking in riddles, she didn't understand why she was here.


"What's this all about?" She asked. "Why am I here? I want an explanation now."


"Very well.", He got up and walked towards her.


He stroked her cheek gently and his face came very close to hers.


"I'll explain it to you. One time. So listen carefully ..." he breathed and his eyes flashed dangerously.


"You are here in the zone of the damned. Here are all those who are too dangerous to live in this world or in the hereafter. Too dangerous to stay in hell, where everyone is for whom there is still hope that they will someday could belong again to the society of the honorable people."he said contemptuously,


"The honorable people are the creatures of the hereafter living in peace.


Everyone else is here. And let's be honest, you can have a lot more fun here. "


He laughed and went to a table where there was a jug of wine and two mugs.


He filled both mugs and handed out a chestnut.


"Now for the important part. The first thing you need to know is my name.


I am Armand. I am the god here. The god of the zone of the damned and as long as you are here you are my property. Do you understand me?"


Marron dropped her mug and ran to the door. This insane conversation cost her way too many nerves.


He caught up with her with insane speed, grabbed her shoulders and turned her around.


"You have to obey me. If I want you to crawl in front of me, you will do that too, did you finally understand?", He shook her.


Marron was seriously injured in her pride and dignity, she spat in his face and shouted: "Never, I will never obey you. Never.As long as I live."


He reached out and hit her hard in the face. She fell on her feet in front of him and began to sob.


His teeth clenched with anger, he said, "How do you know that you are not already? You are in my hell, you are my property and you will only get out of here, if at all, if you have helped me subjugate this universe and to extend my kingdom to the furthest corners of the universe. I want to rule over everything. Over this and the hereafter. "


Maron looked up at him with his face veiled with tears and said: "How are you going to do that?"


Her slightly honorable tone annoyed him. He kicked her in the stomach and then went on: "Listen, I'll come to that now.


In this world there is the god crystal.


In a time when only God and the devil ruled, they created the crystal to more easily control the balance between good and bad.

But with it you can also transform everything into a pure world of good or evil.


The most evil creatures were banished here. I was the strongest of them all and achieved the status of god.


I have helped both rulers to keep the peace for tens of millions of years and now they owe me a lot. On the condition that I educate and train the chosen ten who are born here in every generation on earth, they have given me permission to hold a tournament where the strongest of the entire universe, this and the hereafter, will compete to win the crystal for yourself.


But after seeing you guys, I think it's a joke. I've almost won the tournament. "


"Why don't you just take it?"


"Oh, don't be so naive. Do you think that if he could be got so easily, this galaxy would still exist?


To get him you have to be as strong as God and the devil- "

"Oh, I thought you were a god!"


"Shut up !!!! Whoever tries it and is not that strong will be trapped in eternity.


Hence the tournament. The strongest in the universe has the right to receive the crystal.


You could also get the privilege, because you remind me of the chosen one the oracle told about a long time ago.


It is said that she would come and change the galaxy with the crystal.


But, they didn't say in what way.


And believe me, I will let you train, but I will definitely not let you develop all your strength. "


"This is amazing !!"


"No, this is just the beginning ..."






What I've written so far is only a small part of my story.


I ask you to write me your comments, how you found them so far and whether a continuation is desired at all.