Hell, hellfire, underworld, world of the dead, Talos...

They are like the sword of Damocles that always hangs over the heads of devout religious people, always reminding them to abide by the rules and precepts, always reminding them to abide by their inner morality, always reminding them not to bully the weak, always reminding them to obey

Observe the law.

But the sense of morality and order established based on fear will eventually dissipate.

As the years go by, as the people who have truly seen this strange space pass away one after another...the reality turns into legend, the legend turns into myth, and the myth gradually turns into

Various writings and works of art handed down from generation to generation.

Dante Alighieri, Mazzolini, Goethe, Plato, Michel Morgana, and countless famous human writers, painters and artists use almost magical brushstrokes and grammar in their works to express their love for the world.

The world is showing off this strange and terrifying space.

In their brushwork or on the canvas, this strange space may be "flowing with a hot and boiling sea of ​​blood. The souls of sinners are soaked in the sea of ​​blood. From every corner of this space, they can be heard being drowned by the sea of ​​blood."

A miserable howl rising from the heat."

Or "There are flaming towers everywhere, and the city is an endless cemetery, with open coffins spouting fire. Heresies and Epicurean followers, those who do not worship God and do not obey God's teachings are locked in a burning place."

Tormented in a sarcophagus."

Or "the sinners were pierced one after another with hot iron sticks, standing on the rugged cliffs to be exposed to the scorching sun, the fierce cold wind, and the gnawing and pecking of giant eagles."

...

Such descriptions fill the minds of the world through the works of writers, painters and artists.

Gradually, hell became synonymous with fear again.

Myths turned into solid truths, and religion became a means of evading taxes and amassing wealth.

Missionaries who hold high positions try their best to describe the horror of hell, scare their believers, control their spirits, empty their wallets, make them abide by the rules and precepts, make them selfless, and themselves——

They were extravagant and squandered. In the end, when their bodies died and their rituals passed through the unknown darkness and came to the "hell" they once preached, they discovered that——

There is nothing here, only -

Just endless desolation.

When the sinners came to hell, they found that they fell on an endless desolation whose colors cannot be distinguished and described by human vision and perception.

There are no ruins, no mountains and plains, no undulating terrain, no grasslands, no forests, no hellhounds guarding the gates, no devils holding scissors, no seas of scalding blood and high platforms burning with fire——

Nothing at all.

The land they stepped on and the space they lived in seemed to be eternal and endless desolation.

"Is this... hell?"

Chitsuo Matsumoto just took a nap in his cell, and when he woke up, he appeared here.

This desolate world.

Chitsuo Matsumoto, who named himself Shoko Asahara, was born on March 2, 1955, in a poor family in Yashiro City, Kumamoto Prefecture, Japan.

He was born partially blind, and spent his time at the Kumamoto Prefecture School for the Blind from the age of six to the age of twenty.

Later, he founded Aum Shinrikyo with his outstanding eloquence and shameless spirit, and planned the infamous Tokyo subway sarin gas incident on March 20, 1995, which killed a total of 13 people.

and more than 5,510 people were injured.

After the poison gas incident in the Tokyo subway, the police immediately blocked the Aum Shinrikyo headquarters at the foot of Mount Fuji and took action against Aum Shinrikyo. On March 22, 2,500 police and self-defense force chemical defense troops surrounded Kamikyu Ishiki Village

At the Aum Shinrikyo facility, three large warehouses were opened with acetylene guns, and various chemicals and instruments were found. It looked like a chemical factory. Among the drugs were hydrogen peroxide aqueous solution, acetic anhydride, and sulfuric acid, three raw materials for making sarin.

, and there are four metal sealed barrels much larger than gas tanks, which contain solvents and other chemicals that can dilute sarin. The Japanese Police Agency ordered a nationwide manhunt for Aum Shinrikyo leader Shoko Asahara.

All headquarters and branches of Aum Shinrikyo in Japan are secretly monitored. In addition to the backbone of Aum who had been detained under various names earlier, the core figures of the "Aum Empire", including "Emperor" Asahara,

All "ministers" are under close surveillance by the police. Although there is a former Soviet military helicopter parked at the "Om Empire" headquarters, Asahara cannot escape. The cult leader can only hide in the

The camp in Jiuyise Village was waiting for the police to break open the door and arrest Asahara. After the police discovered Asahara’s whereabouts, they dispatched hundreds of heavily armed police officers wearing helmets to the Jiuyise Village on May 16 to arrest Ashara. The police used

The welding torch opened the door of Aum Shinrikyo's headquarters and conducted a comprehensive search. When the investigators took apart the thick plate of the secret room with a height of only one foot between the second and third floors of the Sixth Aum Shinrikyo Hall, they found Asahara hiding in this secret room.

Among them, the "Holy King" of Aum Shinrikyo, who has "boundless magical power" and "levitating power", was at this time obediently surrendered. The Japanese Metropolitan Police arrested the leader of Aum Shinrikyo, Shoko Asahara, on charges of murder and attempted murder.

At the same time, they also attacked more than 130 strongholds of the sect across the country and captured more than 40 leaders and followers.

There should be no suspense about this matter. Even the relatively evil Japanese government cannot tolerate the existence of such a cult organization that has caused large-scale terrorist incidents.

The Japanese police immediately took the captured Aum Shinrikyo members into custody and are waiting for the prosecutor to compile materials to prepare an appeal.

But soon, a strange thing happened——

In July 1996, fifty-seven key members of Aum Shinrikyo, including Shoko Asahara, who were imprisoned in Tokyo Prison, disappeared at the same time. They disappeared from the cells where they were held, as if they had evaporated.

There were no signs of damage to the cell site, and the prison surveillance did not capture Asahara entering or exiting. It was as if he just turned around to the blind corner of the cell surveillance and then disappeared.

The disappearance of Shoko Asahara and his fellow cult members from their cells has become one of the biggest unsolved mysteries in Japan in the 20th century.

There are different opinions on the reason for its disappearance. Some say it is a conspiracy theory. Aum Shinrikyo is just a puppet brought to the stage by high-level government officials. The sarin gas it released was only to help an American mythological laboratory better complete human experiments.

It is said that Asahara Shoko is the real son of God. His purpose in coming to the world is to capture the evil spirits who escaped from hell. The thirteen victims who died in the Tokyo subway sarin gas incident were the evil spirits who escaped from hell.

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"There is no sea of ​​blood, no fire tower..."

"Compared to the mistakes I made...this hell is not bad..." Shoko Asahara thought leisurely.

"At least I can wander around leisurely... Well... it's just a little too desolate... It would be nice if I could meet someone again and talk to him...

." Asahara Shoko said, "No... maybe this is heaven... no, no, no... with the ability to ask questions... I can

Make this place a paradise!”

...

"Still...still no one..." Shoko Asahara looked tired.

"I've already walked...forget it, I've forgotten how long I've been walking...I feel like my legs have lost all feeling..."

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"No one...no one...still no one...is this my punishment..."

...

"So thirsty... so tired..."

...

"My...my...my hearing? I can't seem to hear anything..."

...

"Can't see...can't see...why? Why can't I see?"

...

"I...who am I? Where...am I? I...I can't feel my legs, I can't feel my handwriting, I can't feel my

eyes, I can't feel my mouth...I...I'm disappearing!"

"Save...life...save...me...I...I don't want to...don't want to...

.Don’t want to disappear…”

...

"belch......"

Tiera, who was playing chess with Dumbledore, burped lightly.

"What's wrong?" Dumbledore asked strangely.

"I ate something bad," Tiera said nonchalantly.

"Have you eaten something bad?" Dumbledore put down the wizard chess in his hand in disbelief, "You will eat something bad again?"

Tiera took a sip of black tea and smiled without saying a word.

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