Vihar Faces his Judgement

I'm not going to say how Vihar dies just yet that's for another time but I would be really like to know your theories on how he does die but believe me the evil tyrant is finally back where he belongs to never harm another innocent lion or lioness ever again. Anyway onto the story of how Vihar ended up in this horrid place.

Vihar opened his one good eye the last thing he remembered he was observing his frozen kingdom when suddenly he blacked out not knowing the exact reason but now here he was in this very hot place he lay under a bed of very hot black gravel. He had no idea of where he was or how he even got here but as Vihar got to his feet he looked all around this strange place and for miles and miles he could see nothing but black gravel and the "walls" and the "sky" where nothing but flames. Funny though he wasn't feeling himself sweat under all his silvery snow-white pelt of long hair all snow lions had. When Vihar looked to his left shoulder he had seen that his Mark of Evil had all but vanished. Something sent a chill up his spine one of fear and he wasn't known to be a lion of fearing anything himself but the one to be feared by his slaves and the pathetic wastes of lives struggling to live another day. As Vihar continued to walk on and on for what seemed like an eternity he finally came across two figures their backs where to him but just glad not to be on his own Vihar raced to the two lions.

Vihar: "Excuse me gentlemen but could you happen to tell me where we are? You see I'm trying to get back home and I just want to get out of well... "Cozy realm" this place is."

Neither of them answered Vihar and this made him lose his temper rightfully quick. He was used to being answered the first time he talked to one of his common and replaceable peasants living in his kingdom. So with a hint of irritation now in his tone he tried again.

Vihar: "Perhaps you didn't hear me the first time. I want to leave this place and return to my home!"

???: "Once you're here you're here to stay."

???: "No one ever leaves The Realm of Damnation. The Burning Hells that will cause yo nothing but suffering for all eternity."

Vihar took a couple of steps back as he raised one of his paws off the ground in question.

Vihar: "I-I don't understand... 'Burning Hells'? What in all the Great Kings are you two talking about?"

The two lions finally turned to face Vihar at last and what he saw terrified him out of his skin. Neither of them had their faces but beneath their blackened manes was a dark void where their faces had once upon a time been.

Vihar: "W-What are you...?!" 

???: "We where once just like you. Full of greed, lust for power, not caring about our subjects well being, some of us even faced catastrophic misery during our reigns. Some of us had our own troubles with our own reputations. Our popularity would began to crumble, fade away day after day, following apparent inevitable losses of our positions in power. And some of us were filled with the feeling of being wronged or betrayed by someone we once trusted. And so, each of us turned to Shaitaan, Demon Lion of this Realm of Darkness, Chaos and Evil, for help. In our desperation or out of selfishness and in rage and lust for vengeance, we each made a deal with the great Shaitaan, asking the Demon to restore our falling kingdoms and crumbling reputations into our former glories."

???: "We vowed to repay him for his help, unaware that we had sold our souls to the Devil. And when the time of payment finally came, those of us who were either unable or unwilling to fulfill their side of the deal, which led to their ultimate downfalls. As a punishment, the Great Shaitaan wiped out their kingdoms from the face of the Earth, made them to lose their might and reputations completely and turned their desire for vengeance against themselves, and then they were all one by one claimed by the Demon and damned into his realm, both body and soul. Now they serve him as his slaves in the eternal torment. Which is happening to you now, Vihar."

???: "You will now serve the Demon Shaitaan himself King of the Underworld as another solider for his Army of Faceless Fallen Kings."

Vihar: "No... No I'm not going anywhere with you two I must get home! IHAVE TO GET HOME!! I'm not dead! I CANNOT BE DEAD!! DEAREST RANI IF YOU CAN HEAR ME GET ME OUT OF HERE!!! I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE!!!"

As the two faceless fallen kings began to drag Vihar back further and further his screams and pleas went unheard no one was coming to help him and even if they could hear his screams What lion with any common sense would help him anyway? Vihar was finally where he belonged and would no longer hurt anyone ever again. His daughter Amela could finally live in peace without his shadow haunting over her constantly. Vihar was getting everything coming to him a lifetime of we’ll deserved karma and eternal damnation for the rest of time.

What a chilling end to Vihar’s story. Just knowing he will now be a faceless soldier for Shaitaan‘s army himself is frightening enough as it is. Anyway Shaitaan and the Faceless Fallen Kings both belong to .