Jax had a fleeting glimpse of the material plane before he was cast bodily into Hell. After that glimpse, there was only darkness.
Jax felt himself falling, as if from a great height, and sensed a roaring heat below him, cooking him like a lamb on a spit. As Jax slowly burned, he saw, by the light of the fire, his body blacken and bloat like a corpse in the sun. Soon, horrid winged creatures like twisted children attacked him and began to feed on his rotting flesh.
As Jax fell farther into Hell, the voice of Asmodeus became louder and louder, promising an eternity of pain and torment. The might of the god's voice overwhelmed Jax as first his ears, then his eyes, burst. Jax tried to scream out but his tongue became thousands of maggots which filled his mouth and nostrils, choking him. The maggots slithered down his throat transforming into flesh eating beetles that began devouring him from the inside.
Jax knew that his torment would be everlasting and begged for unconsciousness. Soon, however, the fire beneath him began to diminish and the anguish of the scavenger’s hungry maws left his body. First his hearing was restored, then his sight. Jax found himself, not in a realm of fire and darkness, but in a place of nothingness, as far as the eye could see.
Then, out of the gloom, came a voice saying, "Your time is not yet come, my son. There is still work yet to be done. I will free you from this torment if you but swear fealty to me."
Jax was startled by the voice, his own voice catching in his throat. After some time, perhaps seconds, perhaps minutes, Jax finally spoke, "I'll do whatever it is you wish of me."
The voice began to chant in a language foreign to Jax. Soon the voice ceased chanting and said, “My son, my servant, my right hand, you shall be reborn as an agent of my divine justice. For your sins, you were cast into Hell, a just punishment for a life spent in service to the Lord of the Nine. In the end, however, you were filled with sorrow, not for yourself, but for those you have harmed. Your penitence has spared you from eternal punishment, for the time being. Though you have escaped the fires of Hell, you shall be marked in your second life by Hell’s flames.”
As the voice finished speaking, Jax erupted in white flame. The pain forced Jax into unconsciousness. When he came to, he remembered nothing of his former life or of his time in the afterlife. All Jax knew was that he was naked in a city full of dwarves, ready to kill the demon that had appeared in flame in their midst.
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