The accursed bell's chime still rung in Valentina's head.
Going against the wishes of her mother, her beloved, and everyone she'd ever met, Valentina had rung the bell of Avici. She'd had no choice, and in the process, she'd condemned herself to eternity in the very bowels of Hell.
Valentina had read a lot about Avici, when she was growing up. That unlike the other Hells, Avici was very quiet, since the torture down there was so relentless, that sinners didn't even have time to scream between punishments. That it was the very worst of the Hells, reserved only for killers, and those who defiled holy ground.
Valentina had thought that she would have time to prepare for her eternity here, but, as bad luck would have it, she'd choked to death at the dinner table, at the tender age of eighteen.
The primarina opened her eyes, expecting fire and brimstone and demons, but instead, she found herself on a misty river, in a little rowboat. A creature who appeared vaguely pokemon-like was rowing, oh-so-slowly.
Though she felt it stupid of her to ask, Valentina asked the creature, "Is this...Is this Avici?"
"No," the creature answered, with a low tone, "You're not going there yet."
Going against the wishes of her mother, her beloved, and everyone she'd ever met, Valentina had rung the bell of Avici. She'd had no choice, and in the process, she'd condemned herself to eternity in the very bowels of Hell.
Valentina had read a lot about Avici, when she was growing up. That unlike the other Hells, Avici was very quiet, since the torture down there was so relentless, that sinners didn't even have time to scream between punishments. That it was the very worst of the Hells, reserved only for killers, and those who defiled holy ground.
Valentina had thought that she would have time to prepare for her eternity here, but, as bad luck would have it, she'd choked to death at the dinner table, at the tender age of eighteen.
The primarina opened her eyes, expecting fire and brimstone and demons, but instead, she found herself on a misty river, in a little rowboat. A creature who appeared vaguely pokemon-like was rowing, oh-so-slowly.
Though she felt it stupid of her to ask, Valentina asked the creature, "Is this...Is this Avici?"
"No," the creature answered, with a low tone, "You're not going there yet."