Chapter 2 - the afterlife
24
DEC/21
Dude, this sucks.
And it had all started so well. His spirit had been drifting off watching his life play out like a pleasant dream, nothing but good memories. It was awesome.
Until it wasn’t. Now it was all Tiamat and torture. Not just for David, but for every member of the Bane that had ever been. He could see them now, they were no longer just voices in his head or names in songs and stories. Their spirits were here now being tormented just as his. And not just the physical kind. Sure there was some drawing and quartering, some stretching on the rack, some being buried up to your neck then covered in honey and set upon by ants, of course there was all of that. But Tiamat also liked the mental torture. So she was shaming some of them as well. In between the razor blades and alcohol treatment, Tiamat intermingled previous scenes Bane failures to some of the member’s spirits.
“Look how you just left your comrades, all because you were scared.” She mocked Toobee, Miri, and Bhalgod as she replayed their abandonment of Haruk and Edie with the treasure of a mummy man.
She replayed for Bania the scene where he rips off his shirt in the swamp in front of StarGazer’s castle. The spot where Porter made his last stand and Jonna, (or was that Thelmar?) was snagged by the jaws of the crocodilians trying to flee. “Felt good to rip that shirt off, didn’t it Bania? No matter the consequences.” She laughed devilishly.
For David, well that was easy for Tiamat to figure his worst torture, she simply showed him Sora dying, over and over and over. “Why didn’t you save her David? I thought you loved her? Why David, why?”