1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 2: Sacrificed to Molech


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    “That's it,” Yoon whispered in my ear. “Be the leader.” “We need to band together,” I continued. “We may be weak apart, but together we can be strong. We can defend ourselves from the predators that haunt this terrible place. None of us asked to suffer this torment. None of us deserved the agony Molech inflicted upon us. But that's done. There is nothing we can do to change that. All we can do is seize this moment and carve out some existence.” “It's Hell,” another woman said with a bitter snort, tossing a mane of blonde hair. “You make it sound like we can find some measure of happiness here. Some place of safety.” Molech had shaped this entire place into a bed of coals with his will. Could I do the same? I had to try. Molech's will was already slipping. Beneath my feet, the coals melted like marshmallows in the rain, dissolving into sharp, red rock. The true landscape of Hell emerging. Molech once had power and had shaped miles of this twisted realm to his cruel delights. Maybe I could shape mere feet. I concentrated, willing green grass to appear at my feet. I pictured the grass spouting out of the red rocks, appearing as lush and vibrant as a golf course's green. My teeth ground together as I fought against the material of Hell. “That's it, dear,” Yoon whispered, seizing my hand. “Inspire them.” Her will mixed with mine. She somehow sensed what I was doing and gave me her will, her power. The ground rippled about my feet. Green blades of grass sprouted, so vibrant ...
    against the blood-red rocks. It was life. It was beauty. It shouldn't exist in Hell, but I had created it anyways. “Together, we can change things,” I declared. “If we combine our efforts.” The redhead and the blonde stared at me in awe. “How do we combine our efforts?” the blonde asked, her bitter tone vanished. The other women gathered, surrounding me. “Tell us how,” another woman called out. Twenty gathered around me. “I...” I looked at my wife, not sure what to say. “It's like with Molech,” she whispered. “Why did he need sacrifices?” I shook my head. What did she mean? “Swear to him,” Yoon declared and fell to her knees. She clutched my hand and, while looking up at me, pronounced, “You're my master and my husband. You have my fealty, my soul, forever.” I gasped as energy sprang up between me and my wife, a chain flashed for a moment about her neck, connecting her to me. I felt more power swell inside me, channeled to me. She still had her own will, but I felt like I had doubled in strength. “Yoon,” I whispered, touching her face in awe. “What have you done?” “One of us has to lead,” she answered. “One of us has to grow strong. That's what Molech had done. That's why he demanded sacrifices. We all were chained to him. We all gave him strength. Well, someone broke those chains. Didn't you feel the connection shatter when he fell, our power snapping back into us?” I nodded. “I'll do it,” the redhead declared. “You seem better than the alternative. At least you know how to do ...
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