Sinister Knight: Dawn Of A Sinful Calamity

The next time Blake opened his eyes he found himself standing in a wide room whose walls were painted in a beautiful mix of red and black.

The soft red rug on the floor felt particularly sweet to Blake's feet and he would have liked to immediately explore the drawings on the ceiling of the room if it wasn't for the woman sitting on the large couch opposite him with her legs crossed and a glass of thick red wine in her hand.

Trying to recall how he had gotten here, all Blake could remember was having a dream in which he had died and then after that, everything had gone blank.

"Could this be another dream?" Blake thought, this feeling strengthened by the fact that his body was in pristine condition like it had been years ago something that sometimes happened in some of his dreams.

Losing interest in the woman who had been silently and haughtily staring at him, Blake decided to take full stock of the room he was in since after all, it was his dream, he could do as he wished..

Though Blake had no idea of it, this action of his surprised the woman and had her internally seething and were she not trying to keep up an image, a vein would have popped up on her forehead.

"If you are thinking this is a dream, then you are wrong, you died and are now in hell," the woman said, subconsciously puffing out her chest a little and putting a bit of movement to her crossed legs which were exposed since she was wearing a black slit gown which tightened around her voluptuous figure.

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With her beautiful and near oval face, the woman took a sip of her wine and licked her lips just as Blake looked at her, and she had just been waiting to now see his reactions when the man simply looked away from her once more and before her very eyes walked towards a couch that was on the other side.

Not hesitating even once, Blake plopped into the couch and as his body sank into the soft furniture, he let out a groan.

"What a life it has been" the man muttered closing his eyes for some seconds before opening them and interestingly looking to the ceiling, his eyes drawn to the depiction of a man with a spear pointing it down at a group of people, a woman holding onto the legs of a departing man, a child crying as it was left all alone in a forest and Blake would have tried to make more sense of all the drawings on the ceiling if it wasn't for some compelling pressure that irritated him suddenly falling on him.

Though Blake had no idea what exactly he was feeling he turned to its definite source and with genuine ignorance and curiosity asked,

"Is there a problem?"

As someone far superior, someone that could never be fathomed by the likes of Blake even if he was allowed to live a 1000 years more, though the woman was severely annoyed by Blake's lack of regard for her, she was able to quickly control her emotions and recognize that she had a purpose here.

"My name is Lilith and I am one of the 7 rulers of hell." The woman simply said and then watched for the man's reaction.

Blake stared right back at Lilith for several seconds in contemplation and then he spoke.

"Are you the one passing my judgment?" Blake asked and as soon he finished speaking, the couch which he was sitting on disappeared and in the blink of an eye, he found himself sitting on the floor, a few steps away from Lilith who was looking down at him like she had done nothing.

"Yes, as you should know considering the circumstance of your death, the only place you'll be ending up in is hell, but you see I have an offer for you," Lilith said and then seeing that she still had Blake's attention on her, she continued speaking.

"Forget about earth, it's a boring and impoverished place and think of a world where your greatest of fantasies exists, flying dragons, extraordinarily beautiful women, the ability to breath out fire.

I want to send you to such a world as my champion, the person who will be my representative and carry out my will….."

"I'm not interested" Blake suddenly said out of the blue, cutting off Lilith and while the woman who had still perfectly kept her expression in check internally calmed the anger she was feeling towards the snobbish human in front of her, Blake let his back fall to the ground and lying with his hand and legs spread, he went back to staring at the ceiling.

Blake had no idea how much time passed, but at some point, in time, after he blinked, he discovered that he was no longer in the beautiful room but was now naked and in a sea of red flames and being filled with pain.

Without delay, Blake's face constricted in anguish and he coiled himself into a fetal position, his arms tightly wrapped around his knees as he let out a loud shout of pain and soon when the pain became too much for him to bear, he began writhing and screaming.

Once again Bake had no idea how much time passed in what he was sure was hellfire, he could only blink as an instance later, he found himself back in the red and black room, his body still naked and the same haughty woman staring at him.

"Have you learnt your lesson?" Lilith asked.

With his shivering body, quaking breaths and wet trembling eyes, Blake stared at Lilith his sight a pathetic one to behold and when the woman questioned him, he unhesitatingly gave her his reply.

"Send me back."