Tarturus: A Short Story
Before we begin, understand that I am recording this in sheer desperation to retain my memories. I have terribly rotten, bad luck. Ever since I was three my life has gone extremely wrong. When I was three it came for me. A giant bronze and silver eagle swooped down from the sky and besieged me. I later realized that this eagle was sent by Zeus and its proper name is the Caucasian Eagle. The eagle was sent to kill me, but was soon deemed an impossible task for the beast. The beast for some unknown reason stopped attacking me and flew off. Later that night a strange man with a white beard came into my bedroom and told me I was leaving this world for a new one. I was about to scream “stranger danger” when a black whirling hole enclosed around
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They were incomprehensible at first but my mind slowly felt the familiar sensation of remembrance towards the memories. Fast images of me fighting monsters in Tarturus showed in my head. I felt stupid. How did I not remember that I had gone to Tarturus thirteen times in my life? Well, now I’ve gone fourteen times. Anyway Tarturus is a dark, terrifying place located just below Hades’ kingdom. The air was rough and hard to breathe in. It felt like you just ran a hundred miles without ever stopping with every single breath you take. The ground was sharp and had glass all over its torturing surfaces. Everything in Tarturus was made to be torturous and cruel. In other words, Tarturus is a deep abyss that is used as a dungeon of torment and suffering for anyone whose there. Tarturus had a vast number of inhabitants. The twelve Titans, giants, hundred handed ones, Empousi, wicked souls and many more creatures inhabit the depressing dark place.
More memories of my life continued to go through my head. The blurred memories in my mind finally came clear and came to a sudden stop. The date on the memory said May 17, 2015. I saw myself walking briskly through the streets of New York rushing to get home. My face looked anxious and desperate to make it there before it was too late. My brain finally comprehending what was going on realized that I was trying to make it home before Zeus (the lord of the skies) tried to kill me again. But, it was too late. A lightning bolt had come from the sky and made a hole to Tarturus and sucked me down into
They were incomprehensible at first but my mind slowly felt the familiar sensation of remembrance towards the memories. Fast images of me fighting monsters in Tarturus showed in my head. I felt stupid. How did I not remember that I had gone to Tarturus thirteen times in my life? Well, now I’ve gone fourteen times. Anyway Tarturus is a dark, terrifying place located just below Hades’ kingdom. The air was rough and hard to breathe in. It felt like you just ran a hundred miles without ever stopping with every single breath you take. The ground was sharp and had glass all over its torturing surfaces. Everything in Tarturus was made to be torturous and cruel. In other words, Tarturus is a deep abyss that is used as a dungeon of torment and suffering for anyone whose there. Tarturus had a vast number of inhabitants. The twelve Titans, giants, hundred handed ones, Empousi, wicked souls and many more creatures inhabit the depressing dark place.
More memories of my life continued to go through my head. The blurred memories in my mind finally came clear and came to a sudden stop. The date on the memory said May 17, 2015. I saw myself walking briskly through the streets of New York rushing to get home. My face looked anxious and desperate to make it there before it was too late. My brain finally comprehending what was going on realized that I was trying to make it home before Zeus (the lord of the skies) tried to kill me again. But, it was too late. A lightning bolt had come from the sky and made a hole to Tarturus and sucked me down into