Hell was never meant to be livable.
It was never meant to be an endless stream of caves and tunnels. It was never meant to be so close to the surface, it was never even meant to have a way to escape it.
Actually, it was only meant to have one single ‘circle’.
How amusing to think it failed like that. Instead of it being the place demons suffered it had to carry the place demons lived and have it be called its own name while itself was called just a part of it.
Demons wisely avoid it, it was dangerous for them and unknown to them and all that tried to make sense of it never returned to explain it.
How I wonder if my ancestors knew what it was, Did they make it knowing everything it would be? Or did they make it not caring how torturous it would become? Were they so desperate for a prison they completely stopped about the demons they once held so dearly? Maybe they couldn’t stop caring and made the falsum infernum we now recognize as hell? Maybe the old devil made it protect his people?
I hope to find out one day.
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