Two weapons clanged. A sturdy long stick with a large mace on top was swayed aside by a strong female warrior. With her short reddish hair and a menacing yell, she trusted her chain mace towards a tall girl with a long pointy tail and protruding fangs. She barely dodged her attack, throwing her body to the ground of the arena. The audience behind the flimsy fence roared and cheered in a frenzy. They were packed tight around the rocky walls, thirsting for blood.
The fallen girl heaved, holding her weapon tight. Standing up, she narrated, "Someone once joked 'Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company'. Only fools can believe this to be true."
Her opponent cackled with a smirk, ready for another attack.
"Do you want to know what it's like down here? Well, let me tell you."
The woman in question entered this world as a very old and very ill woman. Surrounded by her loved ones, she closed her eyes and entered a hell-like dimension. It resembled a large city floating on a lake of lava, called Helltown. With very little resources, she had to find a way to survive. Luckily, there was hope. The woman used a spell to become a beautiful young woman with super strength. Disguised, she fought demons, escaped the slums, ended up in a brothel and then as a gladiator in an arena. With many enemies and shifty allies, she finally managed to catch a break and get to the top floors, where the intrigues truly start.  Along the way, we learn more about her life on Earth and the possible reasons for her being there.  Can she stay sane among such evil?  What is Helltown, and does it affect the life on Earth? A lot, actually.

Helltown

"Do it! Bash his head in. You know he deserved it!" a toothless, noseless creature yelled into the light-bringing device. The image showed a pair of feet hitting a defenseless dog. The poor pup squealed and barked, unable to escape a gang of eight. His owner was already lying on the ground, with his head in a pool of his own blood. The hell dweller relished every moment of the torture, for it was his favorite thing to do in his adolescence. 


The creatures were spread evenly, each with their personal glow glass and a cut bone to measure their progress. Unlike the city dwellers, they did not need an incentive to work. Mere thrills of seeing someone else suffer for a change was enough. 
