2 2. The Struggle (2/2)

”You are very strong, get me out of here and I will repay you and let you live in my kingdom.” His voice was full of authority.

My skin was stitching itself back together, somehow this hurts just as bad as the mending of my broken bones from the fall. I kept on growling and grunting from the immense pain.

”W..what kingdom? Wh...who are...you?” I was trying to voice my words, but the pain was so intense that I had to pause couple of times.

”I'm King Eustace from the North Kingdom of Hell...”

Savaric had told me about the kingdoms in hell, he said that there were several kingdoms in hell. They reign various lands and spent more time at wars against each other, all kingdoms were pretty much chaos.

”It's hell Arky, it's as expected. That's why we never venture to those kingdoms, we like our freedom and we're mortals. Creatures resides there to shield themselves from death, but since we don't get to die...here we are. Damn, I missed my kingdom on earth. I missed the gathering, the food, oh how I wish I could eat again...”

Obviously Savaric was right, since there was nothing to be expected why even bother. I just needed to get out of here, and back to finding an out from this so called hell.

My insides were pulling itself together, I was sweating from the pain. I could feel my blood starts to rush and flow to the other part of my body, that was severely torn away from my flesh. The little veins were creeping, sewing themselves to each other allowing the blood to flow again.

”I'll make it worth your while...” The voice started to speak again.

”All I need is to find a way out of here... back to earth.” I groaned, as I felt the insides of my stomach just stitched itself together again.

”I'll help...and in the mean time you will be pampered...”

I didn't believe anything he said, as Savaric told me it's hell, so I just groaned to his statement. If I could manage to get out. if I could manage to help him out, then he would owe me. If not, it wouldn't be my lost. I still had nothing to lose. With hundreds of years in front of me, and with my immortality I had nothing else better to do anyway.

It was not until three slow agonizing weeks later that I finally see an opportunity, I was seeing their weakness. I had been studying them, every time they had finished with me they become stronger. They were feeding off of my pain, my agony, my suffering it fueled their strength.

The so called King Eustace was getting weaker each passing day, he was not recovering as fast as before. I was hearing the crawlers speak, they were going to dispose of him and gave him as an offering to the lower being.

That day, I decided to give my all and try to break free. The moment they stepped into my quarters, I tugged the shackles that bound my hands. For days I had been loosening them from the ceiling, and had finally made them loose enough yesterday.

The crawlers were surprised but I didn't give them the chance, knowing that there were more crawlers out there. I had to make it quick if I wanted to escape the dungeon, I cut their throat with their own knife like nails. It was not as much of a struggle as I imagine it would be, and they finally lay dead on the ground moments later.

I got to the other side and open King Eustace's quarters. I had no intention in helping him, I just like the idea that some King of hell owe me his life. That was if he was actually true to his words, but that was not my concern at that time.

I was worried about finding a way out and getting both of us out of there, but turned out that King Eustace was quite knowledgeable in that matter.

We were finally out of the crawlers territory, I was about to part ways with him when he hold me back.