Torment
Warning for heavily implied graphic deaths
Found stuffed in a book about art history in the Kersar Academy of Magical Arts library, this excerpt from a completely different and unknown book details the sufferings of five unknown people.
There are five people who suffer as they die, whose deaths are some of the most brutal the world will see. Perhaps they are the most brutal. Perhaps they are simply five of the most. The first is nearly invincible. He believes he is untouchable, that he is unbeatable. He is wrong. Spears pierce his body, the material stronger than anything he has seen before. He cannot count them. He only remembers the boy, the one he taunted, the one he mocked, swinging his arms and snarling. The boy said something about his friends before he turned to leave. He dies in only a minute. The second has already died once before, and he believes he will not die again. He has too many things to do. He still remembers the betrayal when his lover's sword pierced his heart, killing him in seconds. He will never forgive her. He will take everything from her for that. But he underestimates her, underestimates her reasons, underestimates how strong the rest of her love is. Four beams of magic through him, then she summons a sword, and he can only wish he had never met her before she cuts off his head. He dies the first time in seconds and the second time even faster. The third is cornered. She cannot escape, she cannot fight, she can only beg. She cannot see the faces of her attackers, even as they force her to the ground, as they pierce her hands with that terrible metal, ignoring her screams. Her arms burn in agony. Her hands are numb to all else but pain. They approach with another piece of metal, someone behind her tipping her head back and opening her mouth, and she feels tears slip from her eyes in terror. She dies ten minutes later, two spears in her hands and one down her throat. The fourth was betrayed, believing he could trust the person who led him down the hall. He should have known to run and get someone stronger. Now, there are chains and strings and cables in his arms and legs. His torturer likes to move them through his flesh and watch his blood drip down as he screams. She wants to draw it out, but even a Celestial's body cannot keep going this long. He dies after a week and a half of suspension. The fifth is an innocent girl, lured by the promise of protection. As soon as she entered the inn, she knew she would be leaving changed. But she did not think she would die there. She has siblings at home, people she promised to protect. Even when the door shuts behind her, even when his hands go where she doesn't want them, even when the pain starts, even when she cannot move anymore, even when something in her realizes she is not leaving, she does not stop begging to save them. She dies after six hours as another listens in horror, and there is nothing but blood and bone and bits of flesh when he is done. They all die feeling alone, and that is the greatest torture.
There are five people who suffer as they die, whose deaths are some of the most brutal the world will see. Perhaps they are the most brutal. Perhaps they are simply five of the most. The first is nearly invincible. He believes he is untouchable, that he is unbeatable. He is wrong. Spears pierce his body, the material stronger than anything he has seen before. He cannot count them. He only remembers the boy, the one he taunted, the one he mocked, swinging his arms and snarling. The boy said something about his friends before he turned to leave. He dies in only a minute. The second has already died once before, and he believes he will not die again. He has too many things to do. He still remembers the betrayal when his lover's sword pierced his heart, killing him in seconds. He will never forgive her. He will take everything from her for that. But he underestimates her, underestimates her reasons, underestimates how strong the rest of her love is. Four beams of magic through him, then she summons a sword, and he can only wish he had never met her before she cuts off his head. He dies the first time in seconds and the second time even faster. The third is cornered. She cannot escape, she cannot fight, she can only beg. She cannot see the faces of her attackers, even as they force her to the ground, as they pierce her hands with that terrible metal, ignoring her screams. Her arms burn in agony. Her hands are numb to all else but pain. They approach with another piece of metal, someone behind her tipping her head back and opening her mouth, and she feels tears slip from her eyes in terror. She dies ten minutes later, two spears in her hands and one down her throat. The fourth was betrayed, believing he could trust the person who led him down the hall. He should have known to run and get someone stronger. Now, there are chains and strings and cables in his arms and legs. His torturer likes to move them through his flesh and watch his blood drip down as he screams. She wants to draw it out, but even a Celestial's body cannot keep going this long. He dies after a week and a half of suspension. The fifth is an innocent girl, lured by the promise of protection. As soon as she entered the inn, she knew she would be leaving changed. But she did not think she would die there. She has siblings at home, people she promised to protect. Even when the door shuts behind her, even when his hands go where she doesn't want them, even when the pain starts, even when she cannot move anymore, even when something in her realizes she is not leaving, she does not stop begging to save them. She dies after six hours as another listens in horror, and there is nothing but blood and bone and bits of flesh when he is done. They all die feeling alone, and that is the greatest torture.
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Author's Notes
My other story is going slow and I'm worried I won't finish it, so have some torturous deaths in the meanwhile. Based on my current ranking of the five most brutal deaths in Tread of Darkness.