The Afterlife

Aine returns to her hometown, but what she laid her eyes upon was nothing but ruin. Broken buildings, houses on fire, and dead bodies everywhere.

Two hours passed looking for her son to find no trace of him. Atlas a man with black hair and blue eyes chiseled facial features and a body built of a Knight commander, sees his wife Aine looking for Isla.

Pleading King Aram a strong and defined man known as the youngest ruler with the awaking ability of Licht known as light.

"King Aram pls help widen the search for my son!"

"Unfortunately, we are at war with the Dimensional beats right now, I can't spare any troops to search for you're son Atlas. I'm sorry I know how much you love him, but you still have another son just stay with him for the time being."

Struck with the sad news of their son they decided to live in the Capital city Nisra.

" Sir, why did you bring along that boy?" " We're going to give him up to Hades for a price so I can get more power." "I see sir, but why him"

"He has the power of Aradu, seeing as he might be around the age of 15 or 16 he'll be the youngest awakener of Thor's ability in this generation, so that means he'll also have a strong mana influence Hades will like."

Few hours past and they finally reach the sacrificial sight for the transportation to Hell.

" Ok, Lets start." Black mana orbs start to fly around as it absorbs Isla into the afterworld.

Where am I, is this the afterlife? Isla starts walking towards a big door with a design of the grim reaper on each side facing each other. "Come in," said a beautiful-sounding woman from behind the door then the door started to open as a green mist started pouring out.

After the green mist disappears Isla starts walking inside the room with a long table in front with food on the plates. "I've been waiting for you my darling"