Chapter 45 45: Nero

Pain. Incessant crippling and stinging waves of pain consumed my body as the rusty silver chains held me down, runes and symbols carved around the shining hard material that restrained my wrists and consequently my hands and arms. My feet were also hurt, dried blood caked them as the cutting metal scraped against the already tender skin of my ankles, the flesh being shown, raw and red, it stung like a bitch. However it was the pain in my chest, enclosing my heart, that made me fret the most. It was torture, they were ripping my soul and shredding it to pieces, energy to fuel their non-sense. I could barely breathe, my ribs seemed to want to puncture my lungs as this outside force applied pressure to my chest cavity, reaching deeper and deeper with sharp nails to scrap my insides, lurking and consuming whatever life I had left. The chanting around me grew louder and higher by each passing moment. Elders covered by giant bird shaped masks and big dark and hard lookin