Heat and Pressure surrounded all of them, pressing down on their backs as the evil demon forced them to do terrible things. Silent tears evaporated quickly on agonized faces that longed for death, but could never reach it, no matter what they did. All the while, the demon smiled happily at them, her long blue hair free of sweat and her form showing no sign of stress under the overwhelming effect of the environment around them. Whenever they tried to rest, flames burst from the ground beneath them, lashing them back into motion.

Slowly as months stretched by, tiredness and fear died off, unable to survive their overuse, and in their place stood a firm deadness that gave the users a sense of relief…….Until freezing cold water suddenly poured from the evil blood-red sky and tore up the lovely deadness and revived the fear and weariness. Over and over the process was repeated and many sought the sanctity of insanity, but even that mental escape was somehow barred from them. There was only one other emotion that filled their mind during that beyond torturous time. Pity.

One little blond haired and blue eyed child of the fellows tormented, had it far worse than the others. Giant, inescapable chains were wrapped around his body, burning with a flame that did not burn, but added to the pressure and heat. Monstrous beasts with giant teeth and sharp claws chased him far ahead of the group as he cried pitifully with any spare breath he had.

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“I’m SORRY Bro!!!!!!! Please forgive me!!!!!!!!!”

…….For some reason, the tortured people had a feeling that even more was in store for them…….and that the poor child would not be granted forgiveness……

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In another dimension, far far away……..

“Cut!!! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! New guy, you need to act more evil! I need more emotion! No not tears ya crybaby! Gah, why in the world did the Boss want this guy in the bully role, he much better suited to be bullied…….but I’ll work with what I have! Take a short break brat, then we’re going through it again and you’re bringing your all”

A small boy with slightly tanned skin, long black hair and icy blue eyes was slumped tiredly on a stage, tears swelling in his determined eyes. Adrian muttered quietly to himself.

“I-it’s hard, but I’ll do for the sake of Big Bro and beating those monstrous parents of mine.”

He staggered to his feet, the gravity in this dimension stronger than what he was used to, and stared at the red faced director with determined eyes.

“N-No need for a break Mister Director! I will give it my all every time with no need to rest!”

The director grinned evilly.

“I won’t let you forget those words, kid, ok let’s do it again, everyone get in your places! Action!”