Chapter 48: Is Hell an Onion?
(*Celia’s POV*)
This pce reminds me of an Onion… Shitty thing to be reminded of, I know. But how many fug yers does this pce have!? Sihat cult one, I have been through five more yers, all of different themes…
If you’re w why Velta didn’t speak during that whole versation with Hell Guide, it’s because she didn’t want to be noticed. Yeah, teically, I am breaking a few Hell ws by smugglia and her daughters out of hell.
Yes, I said, “daughters” because I have already found and sealed them all. At least that problem is dealt with, now I just have to get to the st yer of this damn pce. Or should it be called a damned pce?…
Velta: “I see that Hell is taking its toll on your mental health, Celia.” She said with a sigh.
Celia: “ you bme me? Why do I have to suffer through Hell, when I haven’t even died, or done anything that would get me into Hell? I call bullshit…” I say with a sigh of my own.
Velta: “What was it that you said to the cult leader Hell Guide? That this was fate, right? It probably is. I’ll have you know, the pn wasn’t to take you into Hell, but someone else. I ot remember her name, but it robably one of your wives.” She expined.
Celia: “Ah, so it was you who id that teleportation trap!? That makes me angry… Even more so when you mention that it was a trap for Lia…” I say with an aone.
Velta: “Hey, it’s in the past nht? Besides, could you really hate your dear mother-in-w?” She said with a pouty tone.
Celia: “…I could try…” I reply with an uone
Velta: “That didn’t work, huh? Alright, how about I tell you a secret about Ria?” She proposed.
Celia: “I am listening.” I reply with a nod.
Velta: “You see, she has a cospy fetish.” She said in a whisper.
With a sigh, I pointed a k the gem on the ring tainia. Mostly just for fun, as I was getting quite bored with Hell. Aa’s reas are very eaining.
Velta: “Wait… Wait! This isn’t so your wife, this is just a factual truth! Don’t kill me just for telling the truth!” She pleaded.
Celia: “I know that she has a cospy fetish, Velta.” I reply with a giggle after I put my knife away.
Velta: “Ah, so you know that one? How about this ohen? She has a blood fetish too!” She informed.
Celia: “A what fetish?” I ask with a head tilt.
Velta: “She gets aroused seeing women covered in the blood of their enemies.” She expined.
Celia: “That so? Then I o make sure to kill a bunch of shit around her sometime, just to tease her.” I say with a ugh.
Velta: “…The more I am with you, the more I realize why she was willing to marry someone so young.” She said with a sigh.
Celia: “Oh? It’s good that yetting to know me better, dear mother-in-w. Anyway, you e out and deal with this puzzle? I am tired of doing them…” I ask.
Velta: “No, I ot.” She denied.
Celia: “You ’t e out, or you ’t deal with this puzzle? I am fused as to whiean.” I say with a sigh.
Velta: “I do both. I just don’t want to.” She replied.
Celia: “…”
Fighting the extreme urge to destroy the ring on one of my fingers, I went ahead to solve the stupid fug puzzle. Ah, right. I fot to mention, but this yers theme is a puzzle maze. It wasn’t baby level tier puzzles either…
The maze en, yes, but the top of the maze had an invisible barrier on it. I couldn’t just fly over it, and you were required to do a bunch of puzzles tress. Keep in mind, finishing a puzzle doesn’t mean that yoing the right way…
Many times I have spent almost an hour dealing with a puzzle door, only for it to reveal a fug dead end… No. I ot break the walls dowher… Basically, I feel like this yer is more accurately Hell thaher yers were… Which is odd, sidering that this is a lower yer than the rest of them.
Upon finally revealing the solution to another puzzle, the door ened. Luckily, it was actually a path forward, and there was even a cute girl along with it! Said cute girl, was definitely a Hell Guide.
She seemed to be starving to death… Do these Hell Guides not have health bes? Why is this the sed fug ohat I have found that was in the process of starving to death? With great haste, I rao the Hell Guide with food in hand.
Like the st one, she ignored me and tio eat pte after pte. Not that I mind. You see, some, if not most girls, are really cute when they eat. Yes, I will appreciate the ess of women that aren’t my wives.
Not like I want to date or do them, I just think that they’re cute. And ess is justice! If you think that it isn’t, then I shall present you the most painful death imagieehee! Holy fuck… Hell really is messing with my mental health…
Celia: “Funnily enough, you’re the sed starving Hell Guide that I have found.” I say with a giggle.
Starved Hell Guide: “Truly? How funny… Anyway, my name is Anna, I already know of you, Celia. Us Hell Guides do talk from time to time, after all.” She said with a ugh of her own.
Celia: “How did you end up like this, Anna?” I ask with a curious tone.
Anna: “The current administrator of Hell is very evil. That much you should knht? I tried going against him, and I was rewarded by being trapped within my own maze…” She answered with an aone.
Celia: “He didn’t just kill you ht?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.
Anna: “He didn’t, no. Lew actually ot harm any Hell Guides. He will lose his rights as administrator of Hell automatically if he did. But he still send me anywhere he wants in my yer, which is what he did.” She expined.
Lew is his name!? I not only get to kill an administrator of Hell, but his name is really just fug Lew!? I get to kill an evil person with an oddly funny name, and I get to kill an administrator, which is something that I’ve po do since reinating?
Maybe this really is fate… Anna did want to let me leave this yer, but she begged me to help get out of the maze first. Which I did. Once we were out, I gave her some food supplies ao a different yer.
Yes, I have gotteo the teleportation thingy now, so Velta and I just chill out and chat the eime. Please, I beg of the yer to not be too fug annoying…
