Kristel Miranda Colon
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The Crypt
In the deep lands, beyond waters, even beyond hell, were no one is allowed to come back and your soul have no peace, no serenity, no joy, and no happiness is known. Where only death exist and punishments ruled, in the kingdom of Kriptys and Kriptycus, owners of the afterlife graves and rulers of the Crypt's lands. In the Crypt's lands everything is was a nightmare, the smell of death, and black and white colors unless was blood, red blood. No one was free and nothing was your own. The only emotion you were allow to feel was pain. The only art that existed was the art of mistreatment and suffering, the only award you can received is humiliation. The favorite hobby from the rulers it was punishing as well there job, hunting you eternally. They will forever and ever make you remember you had nothing, you were nothing and there were no escape from the Crypt because nothing you will remain. Of course memories existed but after a while you couldn't ever understand them at all, unless was about sin, evil or death. The amount of punishing everyone received at the Crypts made the life on earth a long distance blurred, as if that never even happened.
By Kristel Miranda Colon3 years ago in Horror