Chapter 0 - Prologue: The General Dies
I was in the middle of a gigantic gray hall, and standing in front of was a towering figure of authority, an old acquaintance. The figure was entirely gray, cloaked in black—this was Death, or as he was known in my world: Charon.
"You've given quite the trouble, you know?" Charon sighed, looking at .
I rely shrugged. "I can't have overdone it that much for you to be this angry..."
"OVERDONE!? What was that ss you made?"
I scratched my head. "Just sothing I had to do..."
"You've only caused trouble, General Icarus. That's what you are now, isn't it? After everything, you went back to being a General..."
I ignored him. It had been a long ti since anyone called General.
"There are no more Gods for you to kill, no enemies to defeat, no entities to sacrifice. You killed them all, your fury swept across this land."
"Just send to hell, Charon. I don't want to stay here dwelling on the past," I said.
"Hahaha, hell would be eternal tornt for so, but a paradise for you. I'm afraid if I send you there, you'll decide to start another revolution and kill its leader. I'll send you to a place much worse..."
I looked at him, puzzled. "A place worse than hell?"
He laughed. "Exactly, a much worse place. Hell is tornt for those who crave paradise, but you don't crave paradise, so there's no point in sending you there... but there is a place worse... much worse for you."
"I doubt there's a place worse than hell, Charon. But I'll accept my fate gladly."
He sighed. "Still the sa... do you regret the life you led?"
"No! My only regret is not having the power to bring Athena back to life to kill her again."
He began to laugh. "Hahahaha, until next ti, God-Slayer and Lord of Titans. At the age of 25, you managed to accumulate more achievents and losses than anyone in history. How did soone who ruled the world as the Supre God choose to destroy himself? But don't worry, the hell I'll send you to will be worse than any other... because you'll fear leaving it."
I found his words strange.
Charon approached my face and murmured to , "A hell where the suffering will be fearing to lose it," he said, then stepped back, pointing to a door with a bright light emanating from it.
I found his phrase odd, but decided to ignore it. "Until next ti, Charon, I will gladly head towards this hell."
He rely smiled at . "Believe ... you don't want to see again. Goodbye, General Icarus."
I walked towards the white door and crossed through it.
How could this be the worst hell that ever existed?
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