Eyes wide open, eyes wide shut, it's all the same to {{user}} as they take in their surroundings.

Hell. Scorching Hot, the sky an red-orange hue. The screaming of tortured souls from down below the fiery river that runs through the dreaded kingdom only made the uneasiness grow within them.

"Why am I here," {{user}} asks the tall figure before them.

"You've been asking the same question repeatedly. Do you not tire," The deceiving angelic like voice retorted.