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

"Cocktails for everyone!" the 19-year-old Tiff yelled. Her friends and her were out to a bar, dressed to a T, near her college. Disco was blasting, overpowering their chatter. 


"Too bad they're nonalcoholic," Jenifer sulked at the glass, but Regina already had the solution. She carefully pulled a tiny flask out of her bra and poured a transparent liquid into the girls' glasses. 


"I knew those melons of yours would come in handy one day," Tina squeaked delighted, taking the first sip. 


Tiff smelled her first. "What is this? Brandy?" 


The girls chugged their drinks, gagging from the taste a moment later. 


"That was bitter. Let's get another," Jenny yelled. 


Unknown to them, a group of college guys was already checking them out. A tall athletic type kept staring at them with a mysterious smile. 


Dance! Dance!