The torture had just begun and I had a plan in my mind. I was gonna cut off his fingertips first. Why this place because it is the most sensitive place in the human body.

Author: Amazing isn't it, the amputation of the head is not the most painful thing. But it is the amputation of the fingertips because it is the most innervated place so the victim will feel even more pain and it also causes another suffering which is that of the phantom limb even after the amputation of the limb in question your body thinks that you still possess your limb. It gives you constant pain in the place where it's supposed to be.

As the screams became more and more frequent I began to bandage these wounds so that he wouldn't faint because of the bleeding. But I noticed that there was a small problem, indeed as I had bloated him. He couldn't answer my questions but if I freed his mouth he could use his jaw ?

So I had a big problem but wait if he tries to use this power I can just kill him because he won't be able to move. I began to pull the piece of rope around his mouth.

Young lumberjack: "You have finally understood your mistake and you intend to free me. It's all right, hurry up. I'm really starting to hurt.

Me : Set you free? Your brain is not working. Why would I release you? I just did this so that you could answer my questions and I warn you, every time you avoid the answer or you won't answer me. I'll start the torture all over again, so be careful.

Young woodcutter (He spat in my face): Why should I betray my own in any case you will kill me. *

Me : Yes, but if you are a player you can have a quick death, but if it is the opposite, it will be slow and painful. It's up to you to make your choice I have a little preference for painful death so I'll be really happy if you don't want to play the game because I can do this with someone else if I don't have the answers I want.

The young lumberjack started sweating and looked at me like I was a demon.

Me : Why do you look at myself full of hatred? Humans really are a selfish species, don't you think. He is ready to make his fellow man suffer the worst because of jealousy or for something useless, but he never wants to suffer. We are told that we should not do what we do not want to do to our fellow man, but the human ignores the advice we give him,

that is why I am going to make this specie disappear from this place.

As my hostage went to talk I walked towards him and before he opened his mouth I stuck my blade in his knee.

Me : I'm going to remind you of something very important. Here I ask the questions and I tell you to speak, you speak, but if I don't order you to speak then you shut the fuck up. Simple to understand.

He looked at me and nodded.

Me : You see, you can understand when you want. Now explain to me how it is that you possess these strange powers and if you have more? And if we're on Earth.

Young woodcutter: It all started 30 years ago. A team of researchers had the goal of discovering all the paranormal places on this Earth and exploring them when finally came the exploration of the Bermuda Triangle.

Me : What's wrong with the Bermuda triangle?

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Young woodcutter: For a long time this place had been categorized as dangerous because many ships had disappeared in these waters. But one famous day researchers managed to venture in and get out with a huge object. That's when the problems began.  They get out with a huge throne.

Saying this he began to tremble as if the throne represented something dark and evil. I tried to remember books about a throne on the ocean but nothing came to mind so I had to know what that throne was.

Me : What is this throne?

Young lumberjack: I can't say any more. I do not wish to die.

Me : With me you are already going to die, so why are you afraid of a simple throne?

I was finally going to have the answer to most of my questions because this throne was probably related to my teleportation to this world.

Young woodcutter: I am not afraid of the throne, but the master of it. In writings dating back thousands of years, this thing has appeared several times in history and is as old as the planet.

As he was about to tell me what was on the throne, the night suddenly grew colder.

Me : What's going on? Does this have anything to do with what you just told me?

But while I was waiting for an answer the person in front of me just kept repeating the same thing. It was a protective prayer.

Young woodcutter: Forgive me, God, we should not have signed a pact with evil. God protect your servant from evil. God protect your servant from evil. God protect your servant from evil. God protect your servant from evil. God protect your servant from evil. God protect your servant from evil. God protect your servant from evil. God protect your servant from evil. "

No matter what questions I tried to ask him, he kept repeating the same thing over and over again. Finally, a wind of unimaginable strength broke down the door of the little house I was in. Suddenly the temperature dropped drastically as if I had entered a cold room. As I waited outside the door to see if there is something outside when I heard a clap behind my back. I turned around and what I saw was a man all dressed in black.

Unfortunately, I couldn't see his face but something shocked me. Indeed his shadow was huge no huge was not enough. It was so big that it protruded from the house. The man in black ignored me as if I wasn't important and went towards the young lumberjack.

Black man: "Interesting, you sold your soul to me like most of your people for more power but once you find yourself in danger you call upon God. I don't understand why I will be your equal when you are so weak and your life is only ephemeral. Well, I've come to collect what's mine.

As he said this the jaw of the young woodcutter unfolded and contrary to what I thought, it began to eat him as if it was not obeying the young man.

So what was the thing that was in front of me to be able to provoke something like that and give this sort of power to the human? In the end, there was only a small ball of flesh left where the young man's face could be seen on it.

That face could make your blood run cold. Indeed the latter could be the allegory of fear and suffering. The man in black took out a box with strange patterns on it, in fact, there was a creature half-octopus, half-dragon on it and many other monstrosities. After he picked up the ball of flesh,.

The man in black turned to me and said, "You've amused me, but it's time for you to die. "

His hand turned into a dragon's paw and propelled itself towards me and as it was about to pierce me, something came out of my head. It was Jormi, but why was he there?

Jormi turned to me and said, "Jump into the hole in front of you and you can go back to Urdu, and I will save you some time.

Black Man: Little snake, I haven't seen you in a long time.

Jormi: Iblis or Satan how come you are here? 

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Satan: Why couldn't I be there? I want to have fun too. And he started attacking Jormi.

As I had just passed through the portal I saw Jormi being pierced I could not say anything because I had already disappeared. Then I opened my eyes and found myself in the desert. So I asked Jormi if he was okay.

Jormi: "I won't be able to help you for at least a year, you'll have to fend for yourself.

Me: Okay, I understand."

Alerted by my awakening Cro walked towards me: "What happened to make you unconscious for a month.

1 month, so I've been away for so long. I stared at my master and saw that he was eagerly awaiting my answer. So I unfolded my body, which was all numb because it had been an eternity since I had been in my snake body.

Me: "I'll explain it all to you, but we're going to need some time.

Cro: Time is the one thing we don't lack, so you can start.

Me: All began. "