† Seventh Blade | Action
[Pathetic. This man, anger flashing in his eyes while struggling to even stand. Gashes covered his body, deep and dark with seeping blood, dripping onto the ground. But it made no difference; much blood had been shed, by unfortunate souls who had satisfied their violent desires and forgot that Hell was waiting for them. Hungry, greedy hands of demons, clamoring for blood, snatched them from their life of sinful ignorance, and dragged them into the devilish underworld as they screeched in terror.
In front of the sinner stood a young man, his hand grasping an intricately carved blade, bloodied and magnificently malignant. His eyes appraised the man, soaking in every twitch and every alteration in his expression, every bead of sweat and every drop of blood that fell from him.
A pleased smile slowly crept onto the torturer's face. He carelessly discarded the knife, instead grabbing the man and forcing him to stand. A hissing sound. But from where? The man turned his weary gaze behind the demon, and his blood went cold at the sight of his fate. A crimson river, crackling as fires danced upon its surface. His words failed him, his body shook with absolute fear. But the torturer pulled him to the edge with ease, still smiling, as he watched his victim's face.
"The blood of this river boils, just as yours did when you acted in rage." The demon spoke in a calm, almost cheerful tone. "It's fitting." The frightened man felt the fingers around his neck loosen. Before a choked cry could escape his lips, the river consumed him, hissing as the body burned from the extreme heat.
Such a satisfying sight, for the demon who only smirked down at the river. "I'll be waiting for you," he murmured. The man's punishment was far from over.]
[ooc: Cut for creepy-torturer fun with NPCs, and general creepiness o__o; Open to the poor victims who've had the misfortune of ending up in the Seventh Circle, and fellow demons~ Have fun...? :3 Sorry if replies are sporadic!]