**What if death didn’t exist?**
Would fear disappear? If you couldn’t die, would anything *be* scary?
But pain doesn’t vanish just because death does.
No death means no escape. No end. Just suffering, forever.
That’s hell.
Unless—
—unless someone *wants* it that way. Someone who calls that hell *heaven*.
Then that person?
They’re not God.
They’re the **Devil**
it's started as a fun event to enjoy with his little sister, then it became a hell. his memories of everything before it have been tampered with, leaving him questioning whether anything was ever real
I apologize for the complicated writing in the first chapter, it was my first book so I wanted the writing to be refined and AI kinda over did that, but the remaining chapters will be just as entertaining and easy to read, so if you can get past the first chapter, I promise you an awesome reading experience