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I run through the streets of sanctum, place of my birth, the home i've lived in for the past 3 decades, and, because of the mercy I gave someone, the city in which I will die. I turn right down an alley, attempting to get the mob chasing me off of my tail. Sadly, my gambit fails, the crowd still upon my heels. It's at this moment I wish I weren't dressed as I am, the suit I wear isn't made for the muddy streets of sanctum, and is even less well suited for running through them for one's life. I make another turn, but it is the last one i shall make this night. Before me is a solid brick wall, at least 12 feet high. I turn to see if there are any doors or windows. there are, but the doors are barred, and the windows too high for me to reach. I turn, attempting to run and correct this mistake, but my time has already run out. the crowd has already reached me. "Azazidazal!" the Arbiter of the guard declares "for the crimes of fleeing pursuit of the guard, murder, and ultimately damning a man to the fate of heaven or hell! You have been found guilty, and the punishment is to join them." I go to my knees and beg them "please! have my deeds not been just? Have I not improved the lives of the people of this city?" they ignore me, dragging me through the muddy filthy streets towards the city square. I've worked desperately to improve the lives of these people, but the mercy i gave to a man who was suffering has put all that good out of their minds. perhaps they worry i'd give it to them as well?

The people of Sanctum shout and yell and screech at me upon the gallows, some scream for me to be tortured in hell, some scream for my mind to be broken in heaven. I will soon see which groups hopes are fulfilled, will my soul go to hell in the world tree Truthglatr, heaven in the world tree Krathglatr, or will it be trapped in the mortal world, will I become a spirit defending the natural world? I hope it is the latter, for at least then I won't be conscious of my minds destruction. I will soon find out, the executioner pulls the lever, and the hatch beneath me opens up. I fall, and for a quarter of a second i feel as my neck snaps before there is nothing but darkness, then light, bright and blinding

The people who were screaming for my soul to go to hell got what they wished for. I am being burned by the magical flames which suffuse this realm, stung, strangled, choked, shocked, and an innumerable number of other tortures are put upon me by the terror-demons, those who cordon off new arrivals, torturing them until they are broken into demons. molding souls from humanity into the aquatic beasts of hell. the tentacles of this abomination squeeze my chest until i'm forced to scream, letting the flames enter my lungs. I wonder how long I will last here.

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Fifty three years I have been in hell. It's been enough to change me, my soul is shaped like a large eel of flames, no longer am I constrained by my mortal form, no longer do the morals i'd held in life constrain me as they did. now the only thing constraining me is the hunger, the constant, screaming hunger. However, unlike the majority of the beasts in the greater expanses of hell, I've not lost my sanity, my mind is not consumed by this forms hunger, even with how high fulfilling that hunger is on my list of priorities. As i swim through the flame oceans of hell I do not rush to fulfill that role as my counterparts seem to, i watch and I wait, my souls red alignment, the cause of my being here, helps me, hides me from the hungry gazes of my foes. I come across an abomination of the highest order, covered in the parts of many different demons, fins of one fish there, teeth of a shark in it's mouth, the large, wing-like fins along it's side, and large, spined tentacles coming from it's side. I know what this creature is,the people of Sacntum tell a mix of horror and romance of it: it's Legion, a creature made when a dozen powerful demons committed themselves to an orgy, and loved each other so much that they all were absorbed into one vile monstrosity, gaining traits of each. it is supposed to be infallible, incapable of being beaten with it's strengths of so many kinds of demons. That is the kind of folly so many demons and so many mortals have fallen into. they believe that, because something hasn't been done yet, that it cannot be done. That because something doesn't seem easy, it cannot be done. they do not look at their problems the way I do, though. this creature may have the body of a whale, and the armor of a leviathan, but it has the gills of oh-so-many fish. i won't go for the joints of it's tentacles, for the others could grab me, i won't go for it's sides, because it's armor and it's tentacles would destroy my assault, but it's gills? it's armor isn't there, it's tentacles would only injure it more. One of the thieves i tried counseling in my mortality once gave me good advice "when you have to fight: go for the jugular" i dart forward and slam myself into the gills of this beast, going as deeply as I can before shutting my jaw upon them. the creature screams in pain at my assault upon such a fleshy place. it thrashes and moans and does what it can to dislodge me, but it's life-blood is already filling my maw and stomach.

As this being dies I grow,absorbing the magic and the power of it into my being, burrowing myself deeper into it's flesh until I reach it's heart, which i tear into with relish. I hear it's cry of pain, the cries of pain of a dozen demons who molded each other together. I slowly begin finishing my meal, a few smaller, weaker demons rush in to get their share of the flesh and the magic of Legion, but they find themselves to be meals more often than not. a few, mostly other eels or smaller darting sorts of fish, they escape, larger and more powerful than when they came.

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I've spent years in this place, devouring demon after demon, a silent murderous beast which goes after the greater demons, that is what I have become.That is what the few demons who speak say of me. I learned something which helps me very much in this pursuit, when I was devouring the mind of legion i learned that they were capable of possessing multiple mortals at once. I've learned to adapt that ability, my natural form is capable of splitting into multiple shards of myself, so I can attack a being from multiple points. The best part of this? The only part of my magical mass I lose is the part swallowed by the other demon, and then only if they do swallow a part of it, the rest goes back to the rest of me.

In my travels through these fiery oceans I've heard of, and have found, where Hell connects with the mortal world, through the roots of the Truthglatr. I know why demons do not simply go into the mortal world in a blaze of glory and a glutenous orgy of humanity: the mortal realm is too cold. nothing there has the magic to sustain a demon, nothing but the souls of a still-living mortal.If I wish to go back to Sanctum, i'm going to need to possess someone, and iwth my size I may need to possess multiple humans.