Azure Descent

The last thing he remembered was pain to his face, and inside his head, then unbelievably hot flames scorching his body. He had heard a scream, Aspa was sure it was Tomo’s. If he could, Aspa would be in a ball wishing he were stronger so he didn’t make his sister sad. But, that wasn’t going to happen. He was somewhere strange, and was somehow a cloud at the end of a enormous line. Looking around he heard, several strange creatures yelling about staying in line and if they were to cut they’d be sent straight to hell.

“Well that confirms it, this is the afterlife.”

If he had shoulders, he’d shrug. Wishing he hadn’t died and could return to the realms of the living, he sighed and simply stayed in line. The line was moving swiftly for some reason. Soon Aspa was at the front of the line. A blue thing, told him to step forward and explain the worst thing he had ever done, and the greatest thing he had ever done. Aspa had done pretty horrible things in his hay day. Approaching a huge ogre, he would stare at Yemma.

“Go fuck yourself. We both know where I’m going to go, which is hell. I mean where else would I go after killing the populations of over twenty planets and overworking your fat ass.”

Aspa honestly did not care, he knew he was going to hell. He just couldn’t care less. He couldn’t spend time with his friends, he couldn’t be there for major events. The House of Bloodburn had been ended, and it was Zucceta’s fault, and his own. He should have found a suitable mate, or started looking for one when he turned thirteen. He didn’t, putting his duty above all else.

Aspa knew where he was going to go, even though he was ok with it. He did deserve to go to hell even though he was changing his life around. Waiting for the fat ass in the chair to send him to hell, he stared at him, wondering if he should blast the desk and make him do all of his work over again. Why not, since he was going to spend eternity in hell? Why not do one last evil deed? Or maybe just his paperwork…