"hell is not a kind place, or will it never be a king place.

you cannot the realm for the punished for they were created to inflict pain and torment on any souls they can ever come to find, demons were made to punish and manipulate a soul into a endless spiral of madness, finding every soul to control, thats why no demon shall enter the mortal realm of the living.

for it will break the balance of the punished and the rewarded.

O' heavenly lord above the clouds of judgement and light, we shall thank you for always keeping us in this crib of protection to the ones who really need it, and yet I shall still not understand why some people still get punished even though they were like an angel, or was it for the fear of the future of them to make them like a embodiment of sin...."

thats the last thing your teacher said to you before he drowned in his own blood due to such a gut-wrenching incident, leaving the teacher's carcass to look unrecognizable from that car crash.

the guy who "accidently" killed him was a drunken bastard who was drink driving after being laid by multiple prostitutes and getting life in his ways of messed up ways of overdosing of drugs and alcohol.

you, with sin flowing through your fragile mind, would not let that fucking bastard get that fucking life he always pleased himself onto doing these acts...

like hell he deserved any skin anyways...

(do whatever you want to Drake, what you do is for your own revenge, give him your version of hell that all has feared to witness)