House of Despair

[Sei Akujin]

The house of despair resides in the realm of dank darkness, enter if you dare, for your soul will face unbearable torment. I have lived within these walls for countless years, unable to escape my fate, I have grown use to the pain. It is a one room house, the only furniture is tools of torture and one lightbulb hanging from the ceiling and a solitary wooden chair. The walls are caked in dried blood of the fallen, given them a dull brown look.

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[frank]

*frank, the wandering Mage, Wizard and Warlock enters*

*He notices the despair in the air as well as permeating the brickwork, and all such furnishings as are here.*

*looking at the resident owner*

My soul was bought and paid for, centuries ago. There is nothing that I need fear within these walls, save weary boredom and maybe some interest in those tools of torture.

I would know of these and their use. Can you explain them to me?

[Sei Akujin]

They are tools to punish me for my sins that I have commited upon humanity. I have brought many a plague to the innocent and they have died.

God has forsaken me to the darkest, deepest pits of Hell. I cannot be released from this hellish and lonely prison. I must remain here forever, to be punished forever.

*He sits on the floor with his arms wrapped around his knees, concealing his face.*

[frank]

Sins, you say? Brought death by plague to innocents?

Enumerate them for me--these sins, these plagues. It may be that God, indeed, has banished you to this nether place.

But say you forever? And to never know surcease? Not even unto death? Twould seem more like the Devil's work than that of God's, but you must be the final judge of who it was that spoke to you and placed you here, in this foul chamber.

For, as I look round, I see no Hell. I see a chamber foul, filled with the torments of the damned, but still I see four walls to enclose you in your lament.

Can you truly say that your God has forsaken you, and placed you here?

*frank looks at the lonely chair as though he would take his seat. But, rather, puts one foot upon the chair, his cape flowing round him on it's own, like a thing alive. Standing thus, with forearm on his knee, he peers at the hiding figure on the floor.*


Why do you hide your face in a cowardly mien? Has all of your pride and courage also been stripped from you?

[Sei Akujin]

There is no pride to be had in my souless body. Without a soul I cannot express myself.

*He grabs a chain and pulls it making some spikes appear. He then throws himself upon the bed of spikes, impaling himself*

I cannot die, only feel intense pain.

[frank]

No pride? We all have pride--be it a little or a lot. It is one of the requirements for the "human condition" to exist.

And do you think you need a body to have a soul? I think not! Your soul and mine, as well as the soul of everyone else can operate quite freely from the frailties of the human body.

You are the one that pulled the chain, Sir Sei. And, yes, I will still give you that honor for the past good that you have done. It seems your choice that spikes appeared upon which you have impaled your flesh and blood.

I see not the pain of which you speak. I see but a soul in torment, who believes his god has forsaken him, and believes himself equally forsaken by his loves, his
friends, and all who gave meaning to his life.

[Sei Akujin]

I ammeant to be tormented. It is my purpose here. Setting me free from this prison is a mistake that humanity will regret. I killed all the people I cared about. I am alone, and always will be alone.

*He sits up and stares at the floor.*

[frank]

Do you think that is my purpose here--to set you free?

Not only do I doubt that I could accomplish such a feat, but more, the one who cast you into this mired chamber must be the one to end your pain.

It would seem that you take too much credit in your abilities to destroy mankind or to bring him suffering. He can do that well enough, alone, just as it was by your believing guilt that you are the one who cast you into this prison.