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My eyes saw nothing but white snow, a frost not meant for man piercing my body. They say that dying from cold, you simply fall asleep, feeling no pain. That's how it was—I felt nothing. That's how it should be, everything is fine. I closed my eyes and sank into darkness; icy hands gripped my throat, and an instant later, I found myself in a completely different place. I ended up in a fiery hell. Not surprising at all, given how much evil I had done before. Ah, what a raucous time that was!.. I had to squint from the flash of bright light when the flame of a fire river burst beside me. I quickly fished my sunglasses out of my cloak's pockets and put them on. An amazing invention—not only does it help hide an icy stare behind dark lenses, but it also protects from the bright light of the fiery inferno. When my eyes finally adjusted to the new surroundings, I looked around. It was, oddly enough, quite hot here. I decided to take a walk. Over there, an inactive from the mafia section, chained with icy chains, dangled over the abyss; and over there, imps were forcing a willful moderator to lick a red-hot banhammer. I continued my stroll at a leisurely pace, enjoyed the view of a fiery lake, inhaled the pleasant aroma of burning sinners, winked at a couple of she-demons tormenting yet another amethyst. Finally, I descended to the very bottom, where a fallen angel sat on a throne. I approached him, and our fists met in a peculiar friendly greeting.
- How are you doing, Lucifer? - I asked.
- Everything's fine, as you can see. - He answered me. - What brings you here, buddy?
- Seems I froze in the snow.
- You're in pretty bad shape. But I think that's not the real reason.
- What is it, then?
- Lack of ideas! You keep using jokes from five years ago and, after a year, haven't come up with anything new at all for the annual event.
In horror, I opened my eyes and woke up from this unpleasant delusion. Everything was just as he said, but there was nothing to be done—a lot of work lay ahead. I climbed out of the snow and continued on my way.
Secluded in my estate deep within a frozen forest, I was sorting through the results of my past experiments and deeds. An awards ceremony similar to the American Oscars and the subsequent riots in the city; the spread of a terrible virus; Weskerland; military actions on the territory of HeroesWorld; numerous incarnations of myself. There was much more, but it's all too old and too boring. I tried to imagine the present moment. "Do you feel it? The year is ending and winter is approaching, beautiful and magical," I asked myself. No, I don't feel it; all I see outside the window is slush and a gray, lifeless sky. My body didn't feel the cold expected at this time of year, but my soul was frozen through. I had no new ideas, but perhaps old ones might also manage to warm me from this cold.
I don't know if it's still relevant to hold this kind of thing this year, given the activity on the forum and my lack of anything new.
Anyway...
1. Rayne
2. Драккошка
3. Siverfale
4. Arandor
5. Олам Хэвэл
6. Вегтам
7. Ple-Sen
8. Imaris, the Moon Wolf
9. Ment
10. Mismau Vise
11. Alexeagle
12. VesperLindt
13. ToX
14. Morning
15. Нэйра Дрейк
- How are you doing, Lucifer? - I asked.
- Everything's fine, as you can see. - He answered me. - What brings you here, buddy?
- Seems I froze in the snow.
- You're in pretty bad shape. But I think that's not the real reason.
- What is it, then?
- Lack of ideas! You keep using jokes from five years ago and, after a year, haven't come up with anything new at all for the annual event.
In horror, I opened my eyes and woke up from this unpleasant delusion. Everything was just as he said, but there was nothing to be done—a lot of work lay ahead. I climbed out of the snow and continued on my way.
Secluded in my estate deep within a frozen forest, I was sorting through the results of my past experiments and deeds. An awards ceremony similar to the American Oscars and the subsequent riots in the city; the spread of a terrible virus; Weskerland; military actions on the territory of HeroesWorld; numerous incarnations of myself. There was much more, but it's all too old and too boring. I tried to imagine the present moment. "Do you feel it? The year is ending and winter is approaching, beautiful and magical," I asked myself. No, I don't feel it; all I see outside the window is slush and a gray, lifeless sky. My body didn't feel the cold expected at this time of year, but my soul was frozen through. I had no new ideas, but perhaps old ones might also manage to warm me from this cold.
I don't know if it's still relevant to hold this kind of thing this year, given the activity on the forum and my lack of anything new.
Anyway...
1. Rayne
2. Драккошка
3. Siverfale
4. Arandor
5. Олам Хэвэл
6. Вегтам
7. Ple-Sen
8. Imaris, the Moon Wolf
9. Ment
10. Mismau Vise
11. Alexeagle
12. VesperLindt
13. ToX
14. Morning
15. Нэйра Дрейк
