GODDESS OF HELLS: CHAPTER 1

Here it is the first chapter: sorry for the google translate

THE CODE OF CREATION

There was no return; A whole series of challenges awaited me in front of me, I was going to overcome, I felt motivated and thanks to that my body did not feel bad.

 The red and orange colors filled my eyes, this first passage is full of black hills and mountains whose silhouettes were noted by all the fire that covered the background and the sky or what I could call it had a scarlet tone as if it were an eternal sunset .

Even with sandals, the ground was just ash with dry branches and it was a bit difficult to walk since it barely covered my feet, but while I was walking something caught my attention when I kicked the ash and found a piece of papyrus, I picked it up and when I shook it I had a fragment of some kind of drawing that seemed to be of a primeval God.

My surprise was greater because the more I advanced I found more remains of papyrus scattered like a trail that seemed to be leading me to a treasure. I was not wrong, the treasure I found was knowledge, after following that trail what I saw in front of me were some ruins of what seemed to be a temple dedicated to the Deities, on an almost destroyed wall a large torn painting had been hung.

I had an idea, that seemed familiar to me, the remains I had found were not a coincidence, I don't know why they were scattered on the ground for me to find, I asked myself "Maybe if I put all the pieces together here I can clear my mind ”.

One by one I began to put each piece and as I was completing it I could understand the importance of this huge mural that ended up being a codex that illustrated 7 figures that each represented the first Gods in the history of creation. I was excited so I started reading aloud.

-At the beginning of everything there was chaos and within this, the God of duality Ometeotl created himself to begin existence, he conceived Tonacatecuhtli and Tonacacihuatl the Lords of Our Flesh, entrusting the task of populating the universe and from them they engendered 4 Gods. Xipetotec, the flayed Lord who was born red and without skin to cover his body. Tezcatlipoca, the smoking Black Mirror was the second god born black with claws and fangs like a jaguar. The Great Quetzalcóatl, the Feathered Serpent who was born white with blond hair and blue eyes. And Huitzilopochtli, the left-handed hummingbird who was born with half his body skinned.-

Contemplating this image made me think that it was dedicated to the dead so that they could save what will remain of this trip and I had to be part of this cycle

and when I wanted to continue admiring this image…

-ARGHHH!-

…When I heard a terrifying scream coming from outside the ruins, that had interrupted my view of the papyrus.

-Who's there?-. I asked out loud but nobody answered me, instead I heard many voices that also seemed to be outside the ruins. I ran to the exit and saw a lot of bodies with a terrible appearance. His skin was grayish with blood stains, the pupils were red and judging each clothing that seemed more rags but distinguishable. Well, each deceased was of a different social class, whether they were tamemes or tlatoanis, and their death due to natural causes has brought them here, but sadly I must say that they were not fortunate in completing the great Mictlan crossing and now they wander eternally in these directions with no possibility of returning. to cross the Mictlan.

Now they beg for peace and that they may have eternal rest.

My heart was pounding, they wanted something from me as their Goddess and Queen, proud; I took a step forward and shouted:

-My subjects! As your Goddess Mictecacihuatl I have heard your prayers, now I ask you to kneel before me and cry out for your eternal rest!-

I waited a few seconds and there was no reaction from the dead, why didn't they react? I tried again to yell at them but I felt furious.

"Didn't you hear me? Your Goddess ordered you to kneel and cry for rest, don't you dare disrespect me again!"

-GAHHH, HERETIC! YOU ARE NOT A GODDESS, BE DEAD OR WE WILL KILL YOU!

Their screams were confusing me, I was receiving insults and threats from some damned souls, they dare to attack a Deity, why am I not their Goddess?, anger consumed me, I clenched my teeth and yelled at them once again.

-How dare you insult me ​​and tell me lies? I am your Queen and as a last threat I order you to apologize and beg me for eternal peace! I will show no mercy!

- GAHHHHH!

After that scream; they rushed at me with the intention of tearing me to pieces. Given this, for something that I could not explain perhaps due to a defense reaction, I raised my left arm and under a flash a weapon appeared, almost falling directly on my head, given this my eyes sprouted a glow of courage and strength...

-MACUAHUITL!-

The macuahuitl was a long and heavy weapon wielded by warriors, although the design looks like a mace or blunt object, it is actually an edged weapon like a sword for its obsidian edges capable of decapitating the beasts with the name of "horses".

I tried to be passive with my subjects, I tried to give them what they wanted but all this is strange, it is as if Mictlan has turned against me. The only way to solve this is to reach the 9th level, I will not let these insignificant beings become a hindrance in my journey.

I'm ready for combat, there will be carnage.

Do you want eternal peace? I'm going to give it to them but in the most painful way, GAAAAHHH!

END OF THE FIRST CHAPTER