Chapter 337: The Underworld
The underworld of ancient Babylon, a dead and mysterious world that hides endless secrets and strangeness. The entrance to the underworld is a deep valley that leads down a deserted stone path into the depths of darkness. The surrounding mountains resemble ancient stone gates, guarding this secluded and secret world.
At the center of the underworld is a vast expanse of yellow sand, like an endless desert. These grains of sand are not ordinary, they are made up of lost lives and lost time. Here, time and space intertwine to form a strange dimension.
In the center of the desert, there is a huge pyramid, which is the residence of the Babylonian mythological Hades. Its pedestal is wide and massive, as if it were the cornerstone of the entire underworld. The tower extends upwards to the dark sky, making it look solemn and mysterious. Inside the pyramid is the abode of the Hades – a space full of mysteries, antiquity, and unknowns.
Life in the underworld revolves around Hades. His power covers the entire underworld, and he is able to decide which soul will go to heaven and which will be imprisoned in the underworld forever. His presence fills the entire underworld with awe and respect.
This stone staircase leads deeper into the ground, and each step appears cold and eerie. The air around you is damp, ancient, and deadly, chilling.
At the end of the stone staircase is the center of the underworld, the city of the dead. The city is made up of countless stone houses and towers with strange shapes, as if they were the work of art forged by some unknown force. The streets of the city are full of all kinds of dead people, some of them have been reduced to stone, some have turned to dust, and some are even wandering.
In addition to the Immortal and those souls who have passed away, there are many strange creatures in the underworld. There are huge stone statues known as the "Guardians of the Underworld", which solemnly guard the gates to heaven. There are all sorts of mysterious magical creatures that roam the underworld, showing the way for those lost souls.
In the ancient Babylonian conception, the underworld was a mysterious and solemn place. It is the end of life, but it is also the beginning of a new life. Here, the departed souls will be judged, and new life will be born in the conception of the underworld. Although the underworld is full of endless darkness and mystery, it is this unknown and mystery that makes people full of awe and curiosity about it.
The entrance to the underworld is a huge chasm, eerie and terrifying. On both sides of this chasm, the huge stone gate is carved with various mysterious symbols and patterns, and every detail is full of historical precipitation and endless mourning. They silently open up, revealing the mystical face of the underworld to the outside world.
To enter the underworld, one first has to pass through a wide and dark passage. The walls of the passage are inlaid with countless stone sculptures of various shapes, which shimmer in a faint blue phosphorescence, adding an eerie atmosphere to this cold and silent place. At the end of the passage, there is a huge underground lake. The lake is dark green and deep, calm as a mirror, absorbing everything around it.
In the middle of the lake, there is a huge stone monument, which symbolizes the judgment of the dead. Behind the stele is a tunnel that leads to a deeper level. The tunnel is filled with the fear of the unknown, but it is also the only way to the unknown.
It is in the depths of the tunnel that the true face of the underworld is revealed. There are countless stone chambers here, and each of them houses a sarcophagus of a deceased person. The walls around the stone chamber depict the stories of the deceased and their daily lives in the underworld. Although the color of these murals has faded, you can still feel the emotions and traces of life of the ancients.
In the deepest stone chamber lives the ruler of the underworld, Nefertari. She is an empress with mystical powers, in charge of order in the underworld and the fate of the dead. Her abode is full of luxury and mystery, and the gems on the walls shimmer with a cold light, decorating this silent world with a sparkling light.
When you enter the underworld, the first thing that catches your eye is a barren land, covered with dry bones and wild grass. The River Styx meanders through it, its water as black as ink, with occasional bubbles, as if announcing the silence and death of the place.
The buildings in the underworld are low and eerie, as if forgotten by time, and have not been cared for for a long time. These buildings made of black stone, crawling with dead vines and moss, exude a disgusting smell of corruption. Several stone-carved guardians, their faces expressionless and their eyes hollow, as if even their souls were consumed by endless darkness.
In the sky of this world, there is no sun and moon, no stars, only an eternal darkness. The wind whined in the darkness, taking away all the sound and temperature, leaving only a deep cold and loneliness.
In a dark corner, a lonely figure is silently waiting. His eyes were full of anticipation and unease, as if he was waiting for some important news.
Finally, a messenger appeared, holding a thick book in his hand, on which all people's wishes and costs were recorded. The messenger walked up to the figure, handed him the book in his hand, and told him that he could make a wish.
The figure was so agitated that he turned the title page of the book with trembling hands, and it was written: If you want to get something, you must pay the price of its life.
A man in a white robe stood in front of the altar, and in front of him lay a huge crystal ball that reflected the entire underworld. He held a burning candle in his hand, the flickering light of which illuminated his deep, hollow eyes.
At this moment, a short, pale woman approached, holding a box full of golden coins. The woman walked up to the man in white, placed the box on the altar, and then knelt on the ground, folded her hands, and prayed reverently.
"What do you want?" The man in white asked.
"I am willing to trade my life for wealth and status." The woman replied.
"So, what do you exchange it for?"
"I can trade my soul for it."
"Okay, I'll accept your request." The man in white picked up the candle and lit the woman's soul.
The figure took a deep breath, then nodded firmly. Without hesitation, he gave his soul to the messenger in exchange for a wish: to hope that he would be resurrected.
As a result, this figure became a member of the underworld, and he worked hard every day, hoping to exchange his life for a chance to be resurrected. However, as time went on, he found that his body had gradually decayed, and the chances of resurrection were becoming increasingly slim.
Eventually, the figure closed his eyes in despair, knowing that he could no longer be resurrected. But before he closed his eyes, he suddenly remembered the wish he had made: that he would be resurrected.
And so, the figure smiled, and although he could no longer be resurrected, he believed that his soul would live forever in Hades.