Chapter 7

Painful whimpers of humans, beasts of different types, demons, and species filled the atmosphere. It was so boisterous that it was echoing throughout the whole place.

A green flame filled everywhere. It was like they were inside a cave. No, it's not a cave. It's the underworld. 

Despite the burning of the flame and the shrieking of the humans, their skin didn't burn. It was like their skin was immune to the flame, yet they could feel the pain. It was outrageous.

They were in the underworld. The realm beyond where humans can reach: A place for the dead to rest. Home for different nightmares, critters, and infections. It was the replica realm of Thanatos, Tartarus. Yet, it's entirely different. It's the realm of the keeper. Bildad the shuhite.  

Amidst the thousands of beings that were squealing, wailing, and howling in pain was Darius Rucker. He was naked. The same goes for the rest of the soul. All of them were naked.&