I am Cersei, hell was created for me!
Before I went to hell, there was no hell in the world. To settle me down, the Holy Mother created hell.
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I was once the princess of Casterly Rock, the queen of the Westeros, the queen of King's Landing. If not for the devaluation of the Atonement Scroll, perhaps, there would be another Archangel Cersei today instead of the Great Demon King Cersei.
Of course, I don't think of myself as a demon. The so-called demon is just a derogatory term for the despairing people of hell.
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I used to think that the greatest pain in life was not being able to become Prince Rhaegar's wife.
I used to think that the greatest pain in life was when Robert drunkenly crawled on top of me, nuzzling me with all his might while calling out Lyanna's slutty name with his smelly mouth.
I used to think that the moment Joffrey died in front of me was the moment I experienced the greatest pain in life.
I used to think that the greatest pain in life was when Jaime ignored my summons and ran away with that ugly Brittany.
I used to think …
I can now confirm that the greatest pain in life is the complete despair of not seeing a trace of a future.
9999999999 years!
That was the length of my sentence in hell, and also the limit of my sentence in hell.
Can the universe exist for so many years?
At that moment, my faith almost collapsed.
When I died, I came to a picturesque place. It was filled with a heart-warming holy light. Even the air seemed to be a holy milky white. My body was filled with pain and exhaustion. In an instant, all of it turned into black gas and seeped out from my body … It polluted the area within a hundred meters. You can see how miserable I was at that time. Sigh!
I knew that I was finally free and had come to the legendary heaven!
I have believed in the Seven Gods since I was young. After experiencing the pain of losing my son and husband, I became even more devoted to the Holy Mother. After being judged by the Church and witnessing the miracle of the Holy Mother's descent, my faith became as firm as a rock.
From being tortured to death by You Lun to finally seeing heaven, my eyes were filled with tears and my soul was elevated.
Oh, I didn't know what happened to me back then. I wasn't like Saint Matthew who understood the profound teachings of the Seven Gods. I just felt very touched and grateful.
The purest feelings for the Holy Mother elevated my soul and made my body shine brightly.
The fake Crown Prince Aegon by the side, his eyeballs almost fell to the ground.
Well, I found out later that he was the Angel of Heaven.
"Are you really Cersei?" The fake Crown Prince asked like a fool.
"You're the fake Crown Prince Aegon. I've seen your portrait before," I said.
The fake crown prince seemed to have been shot in the heart. His body was on the verge of collapse as he said with a face full of disbelief, "You actually believe in the Holy Mother so devoutly. Your devotion is even higher than mine. Is there any justice in this world? Furthermore, your soul has actually sublimated into a secondary angel???? "
I didn't quite understand what he was saying, but he doubted my devotion to the Holy Mother. Wasn't that the same as coming to the Red Castle and saying in front of the king that a subject was not loyal to the king?
The Holy Mother was watching from above!
Unable to bear it any longer, I argued loudly with him.
The strange thing was that after I became angry, Holy Light shone from my body once more. The fake Crown Prince across from me seemed to be under some invisible pressure. His face paled, and his forehead was instantly covered in sweat. His spine even began to bend. In the end, his knees gave way, and he knelt before me.
"There's no need for that. It's fine as long as you know your mistake. This isn't the mortal world. There's no need for such formalities." I was shocked. Although the fake Crown Prince was fake, he had the Dragon Queen as his backer. He could even be a guide in Heaven. I was new here, so I couldn't offend him.
He started crying.
First, he wiped his tears. Then, he started bawling like a pitiful child.
As he cried, he howled, "It's true. Your devotion is real. You're a Petitioner (Devotion 100-150). You're even close to becoming a Holy Disciple.
Your soul sublimation is also real. The holy pressure that a high-level Holy Spirit exerts on a normal Holy Disciple is real and powerful. "
I didn't understand what he meant, but I understood that he was jealous of me.
Hmph. I've seen too many similar situations.
I knew that I had the confidence to be arrogant in front of him.
Thus, my chest was filled with a heroic spirit!
"Aegon, tell me. What's the current situation in Heaven? What kind of status do I have?" I glanced at him from the corner of my eyes.
The fake Crown Prince wiped his tears as he brought me up the stairs to Heaven Island.
"Cersei???!!!"
When I saw Sparrow, he saw me too. His expression was as if he saw the Holy Mother eating sh * t.
"It's me. Congratulations on meeting an old friend!" I extended my arms and walked towards him with a big smile.
I was prepared to give him a warm hug.
Although Old Zhang's old face still made me want to vomit, now that he was the owner of Heaven Island, I had to establish a good relationship with him. Then, I could use his recommendation to get closer to the Holy Mother.
After I win the Holy Mother's favor, she would give me a Heaven Island … Yeah, Cersei's Heavenly Kingdom.
By then, I would be able to throw Sparrow away like he was a stinky sock!
Hahaha. As a Tywin with a pair of big boobs, I never lacked schemes and shrewdness!
Unfortunately, Sparrow didn't know what was good for him. I smiled as I walked towards him, but his old face twisted like a devil and he retreated like a snake.
He shouted in disbelief, "This shouldn't be, this can't be, Cersei can go to Heaven? Holy Mother, is your mercy like a flood, overflowing like a disaster? "
"I have sinned, but I have the Atonement Scroll." I forced a smile.
The people around me pointed at me and whispered among themselves, their faces full of disbelief.
The smile on my face was no longer as beautiful.
"The Atonement Scroll is prepared for those who fight ghosts. Have you killed a Deviant Ghost before? Or, have you seen a Corpse Ghost? "A baby-faced girl pointed at me and scolded loudly.
There are four kinds of people I hate the most in my life. Secondly, women who are younger and better looking than me and whose temperament is not inferior to mine. Thirdly, people who oppose me. Fourthly, men who are handsome but do not pay attention to me, or men who are wretched but look at me with wretched eyes.
What? You said that I missed a type of people?
Idiot!
Of course, the first type would be the Imps and dwarves who looked like Imps!
What? You said that I misunderstood the prophecy and that the 'brother' who killed me was Jaime, and that I had misunderstood Tyrion?
Sorry, I got used to hating him and I couldn't change it.
Besides, even if the prophecy was wrong, I had ten thousand reasons to hate Imps, and now, I had only eliminated one.
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Even if an ordinary village girl was younger and prettier than me, I wouldn't take her seriously.
But if her temperament was better than mine …
Only those who do not belong to me by birth can possess a temperament that surpasses mine. "" That's right.
That meant that she could threaten my position.
I might be open-minded, but I wasn't stupid.
This girl with the emblem of the Sun Piercing Spear on her chest was the little princess of the Martell family. There was an 80% chance that she was the illegitimate daughter of the Red Viper.
Of the four types of people I hated, she occupied two of them.
"Shut up. I am a Secondary Angel whose soul has been sublimated. How dare a mere mortal like you speak to me like that?" I glared at her angrily as golden light shone from my body. A high-tier aura spread in all directions like a raging wave. First, the baby-faced girl knelt down in fear. Then, the surrounding people were forced to retreat in fear.
Un, on the way to Paradise Island, the fake Crown Prince had already made me understand my current state.
good！
verygood！
"Holy Golden Light, high-tier aura????"
The huge sparrow split open.
"No, no, no, the Holy Mother is unfair!" Countless people hugged their heads and wailed. There was a faint black aura surrounding their bodies.
It wasn't a big deal for a person to wail.
It wasn't a big deal for a person to emit a black aura of resentment.
It wasn't a big deal for a person's faith to collapse.
But now, thousands of people were hugging their heads and wailing. They were all emitting a black aura of negative emotions that was incompatible with Paradise … Paradise was about to turn into hell.
Damn it!
I already knew that the more outstanding a person was, the easier it was for others to be jealous.
But this was Paradise and all of you were the Saints of Paradise!
Shouldn't the Saints be virtuous and follow the teachings of the Seven Gods?
The teachings of the Seven Gods clearly stated: Tolerate the unintentional mistakes of others and praise the merits of others loudly.
The more outstanding a person was, the easier it was for others to be jealous … Could it be that I was so outstanding that even the Saints of Paradise couldn't help but be jealous of me?
Then how outstanding must I be!
I was wrong. I didn't know that I was outstanding enough.
After all, the fake Crown Prince had told me that only Saint Matthew and I seemed to be the only two believers of the Seven Gods whose souls had ascended. Big Sparrow's devotion was the highest and he was close to ascending.
"The Holy Mother taught us not to be blinded by jealousy. Only by acknowledging the merits of others can we face our own flaws." I tried my best to put on the compassionate attitude of the Holy Mother and taught Big Sparrow earnestly.
"Pfft —" Big Sparrow spat out a mouthful of colorful blood and exploded.
I thought that he had run away, so I turned around and continued to preach the teachings of the Holy Mother to the others.
Paradise Island seemed to have lit up with fireworks and firecrackers. It was beautiful.
"Why are all of you running away? Humbly seeking guidance is also part of the teachings of the Seven Gods. How can you not know this when you can go to Paradise?" I shouted loudly and the firecrackers became more and more urgent.
Not long after, Big Sparrow returned.
"Everyone, don't panic. Demon Cersei is going to Paradise to be judged. She is not a Saint of Paradise," he said loudly.
"Kacha kacha —" As he said that, a chain appeared out of thin air and flew over to tie me up tightly.
I struggled with all my might but it was useless.
But I wasn't too worried. It was a trial after all. I had experienced it too many times. I was used to it!
"Cersei, do you confess to abusing your brother?"
I knelt in front of Big Sparrow as he drew a circle in the air with his finger. There was a clear picture in the circle: a blonde girl of seven or eight years old, pulling an ugly baby's penis with all her might as if it were a rubber band.
I immediately understood. This was a scene that took place in the nursery in Casterly Rock.
Perhaps, the reason why the dwarf's little brother could grow so long was all thanks to her helping him grow when he was young?
Ugh, come to think of it, it was disgusting. Why did I touch that ugly thing?
"He caused my mother to have a difficult birth. I hate him!" I shouted.
"So, you confess to it?"
"I admit that I did these things, but I do not confess to them." I was angry. Big Sparrow was being unreasonable!
"You're being unreasonable!" The Big Sparrow shouted in a low voice and wrote something on the parchment with a pen.
"You —" My face must have turned red from anger.
Big Sparrow didn't give me a chance to argue. He continued, "You tortured and killed the maid."
Another scene played out in front of everyone. The eight or nine-year-old me threw a teapot filled with boiling water on the maid's head, then made her kneel in the corridor outside the house. One night later, the maid developed a high fever. Three days later, the maid died of illness.
I had punished too many maids in my life. After thinking about it for a long time, I finally remembered what that bitch had done.
"That bitch took advantage of my youth and spat in the teapot. I hit her and made her kneel. What's wrong with that?"
"You can punish her, but you shouldn't have left her alone in the stables. You shouldn't have allowed the scholars to treat her."
"I want to establish my authority. Father taught me that."
"I also want to use you to establish the authority of the Church of the Seven Gods. The Holy Mother taught me that!"
"The Holy Mother wouldn't do that. My devotion is high. My soul has ascended." I was a little scared.
"The ascension of your soul is a reward for your devotion to the Holy Mother. The Father is just, the Holy Mother is merciful. There are rewards and punishments, and rewards and punishments are clear!"
Although Big Sparrow kept a straight face, I could see that his eyes were laughing. He was mocking me.
"I admit that I am guilty, but I have already been judged by the Church when I was alive. I have also repented for more than a year. Moreover, I have the Atonement Scroll."
I don't accept it!
"Repenting is just a process. The Church wants you to realize your mistakes from the bottom of your heart and repent completely.
But have you realized your mistakes? Have you repented? "Big Sparrow said coldly.
I quickly said, "I have. I have also repented."
"Hmph. Just the first two crimes, abusing your brother and killing your servant, you have denied it in every possible way. You even refused to admit your guilt. What have you repented for?" Big Sparrow sneered.
"Ugh …" My mind was blank.
Arguing with cunning words was never my strong suit. Father had taught us since we were young: Wise words have the same power as a sharp sword. A glib tongue, making a scene and hurling abuse is like throwing feces at an enemy. Regardless of whether it will hit the enemy, the first step is to dirty your own hands.
I have wisdom, but words of wisdom need to be heard by people with wisdom. Big Sparrow was obviously trying to frame me with his glib tongue, and this was his territory … Father, you have done me in!
Big Sparrow also saw my predicament. He pretended to be serious, but in fact, he was mocking me. "The Church's judgment is actually the Holy Mother's grace to sinners.
After the judgment, if you have achieved enlightenment while you were alive, even if you don't have any merit points, your past sins will be written off.
Without the Church's judgment, even if you have achieved enlightenment and repent, your punishment will only be reduced by a small amount.
If you still refuse to repent after the judgment, your past sins will be multiplied! "
"You are not me. How do you know that I have not repented? Do you mean that I have defended myself before? What if I have not repented for the first two sins, but I have achieved enlightenment for the rest of my sins? "
After I said that, I couldn't help but feel a bit proud.
Although I am an honest person and not good at arguing, my wit should be better than my father's, right?
"You can lie to yourself, but you can never lie to the just Heavenly Father!"
Big Sparrow's eyes shone with a golden light. At that moment, I felt that he had seen through my thoughts.
How terrifying!
My mind was in a mess. I couldn't refute him anymore, so I just let him continue to list my sins.
He seemed to be able to read my life, from when I was young to when I died. There were more than five hundred sins in total.
"Cersei Lannister, your sins are monstrous. You should go to hell for 99.9 billion years! You have enjoyed the Church's judgment, but you still refuse to repent. Your punishment will be doubled, but the maximum sentence for a hell prisoner is only 99.999999999 years — "
"Wait, I have the Atonement Scroll!"
"I have already deducted 50 points of sin from the Atonement Scroll," Big Sparrow said coldly.
"Hahaha, how satisfying."
"Of course, Heavenly Father is just!"
I was filled with fear, but the bastards nearby cheered loudly.
I'm going to hell.
On the first level of hell, there are eighteen Punishment Divisions. Every day and night, I go back and forth between the eighteen divisions.
Tongue-Pulling Division, any living person who sowed discord, slandered others, had a glib tongue, argued eloquently, and lied would be sent to the Tongue-Pulling Division after death.
The green-faced evil spirits pried open my mouth, clamped my tongue with metal pliers, and slowly pulled it out. One foot, two feet, three feet … The pain was so intense that I couldn't even scream. At first, my tongue could only be pulled out two feet long, but after a few decades, thirty meters was no longer the limit.
Knife Mountain Division, killing people on purpose, slaughtering animals other than food, they would all be sent to the Knife Mountain Division after death.
Two little devils took off all my clothes and climbed up the mountain of swords naked.
This time, my mouth wasn't gagged, so I could howl. I howled as I climbed.
It was also in the Knife Mountain Division that I met Aunt Zina, that fat woman.
It was so badly mutilated by the countless blades that he almost couldn't recognize it.
Oh, she was the one who recognized me first.
In the Knife Mountain Division, we didn't talk much. We were too busy and didn't have time to talk.
After that, we often met, not only Aunt Zina, but also many familiar nobles and unfamiliar commoners.
Seeing them howl miserably, I suddenly didn't feel so painful.
Gradually, I learned how to endure torture: I pretended to be an executioner, punishing others.
Even so, when I met someone who was particularly miserable, I would laugh.
Hearing my laughter, they would show a frightened expression, which made me even happier.
Even when I heard from others what happened to Casterly Rock City and the Western Region, I didn't stop laughing.
To be honest, the pain of my old man dying ten thousand times couldn't compare to an hour of hell.
Even my old man couldn't shake my heart, let alone others.
After all, Jaime was still alive.
Later, when I was frying with a group of evil spirits in a pot of oil, I accidentally met You Lun. When I saw that, I couldn't help but laugh.
Although I was also in the pot of oil, my stomach was bloated and exploded, and my intestines flowed out. But when I saw You Lun's miserable state, I felt like my soul had ascended.
Suddenly, there was a frightened cry from the side.
Then, the half-fried, half-cooked me was picked up by the giant evil spirit with chopsticks.
"Cersei, someone is visiting."
Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, I couldn't move. Even if I twisted my neck, it would make a crisp sound like someone was tearing a fried chicken.
"Who is it?" Melted flesh stuck to my eyes, fried until they were crispy. I dug with all my strength and finally dug out a white eyeball.
Turning the eyeball in the direction of the cry, I vaguely saw a fat woman.
I didn't recognize her.
"Who are you?" I shook my crispy body, a fragrant green smoke overflowed from my torn joints.
Of course, my tattered stomach also gave off the stench of fried feces.
"Ah ah, don't come over, don't come over, I want to go back, sob sob sob, I want to go home." The fat woman waved her hands vigorously and retreated. She even knocked out the eyeball that I passed over to see her face.
Just as I was lying on the ground searching for the eyeball that had fallen out, the woman left with a "whoosh".
It was only a few decades later that I found out from others that the person who came to visit me this time was Jenny from Fairy City.
Jenny and Melaya were my childhood friends. Melaya was the daughter of my family's knight, and Jenny was a hostage.
Her father even dared to lead Fairy Island to rebel against Casterly Rock City after my father caused the "Castleme" incident. In the end, my father only sent a poet to Fairy City to sing a song called "Castleme's Rain" and Jenny's father knelt down.
Speaking of Jenny, I couldn't help but sigh: Fortune favors fools!
Back then, Jenny, Melaya and I went to look for Toad Witch Concubine. In the end, Fat Jenny was a coward. Once she saw Toad Witch Concubine's terrifying appearance, she ran out of the Forest Witch's tent in tears.
Because of that, she didn't hear Toad Witch Concubine's vicious prophecy.
Melaya told me that as long as others don't know about it, the prophecy won't come true.
I agreed with her and that night, I tricked her into a deserted courtyard and pushed her into a well. She screamed and made a fuss inside and in the end … Oh, I seem to have helped the witch fulfill her prophecy?
Melaya asked the witch: Will I marry Jaime?
The witch let out a weird laugh: Your chastity will be taken away by maggots, little girl. Your death will come tonight. Haven't you smelled her scent? She is right beside you.
Unfortunately, the next morning, when I brought the guards of Casterly Rock City to look for Toad Witch Concubine, she disappeared.
I thought that if Jenny didn't run away, I wouldn't mind letting her be Melaya's companion … Oh, the Holy Mother is merciful. Goodness, goodness, goodness. That's not right. Murdering Melaya added tens of millions of years to my sentence, I can't … No, my sentence is already at its limit. It doesn't matter if I kill Jenny, that fat whore. After all, I … Sigh, 99.9 billion years, when will it end?
The more I thought about Jenny, the angrier I got. Back then, among the three ladies, she had the best life. She even gave birth to more than ten children and none of them died. Yet, I only have the pitiful Myrcella left.
Why? That fellow is fat and cowardly, why is she so lucky?
In the following days, while I was being tortured, I prayed to the Holy Mother: Let Fat Jenny accompany me in hell!
But, before Jenny could come down, my fat aunt was about to leave.
"Ah, Tyrion, my good nephew, my love for you when you were young was not in vain. You still remembered to give your aunt merits. Wuuuu, I am finally free!"
Aunt Zina, who was frozen on the ice mountain with me until her soul shattered, suddenly shone with a golden light. Her pale face also regained its color. She floated into the air and flew towards a place where holy music and holy light could be faintly heard.
I immediately understood: My aunt had cleansed herself of her sins and went to heaven.
"Aunt, Aunt Zina, save me. Take me with you." I was on the ice mountain where the slut was punished.
Un, it was a real heart-wrenching experience. The ice froze my organs and cracked them.
"Cersei, it is all thanks to Tyrion that I am free. He has great merits, but I don't."
Tyrion …
At that moment, I swore in my heart: As long as Tyrion is willing to save me, I will sincerely be his brother and sister.
Half a year later, not a single bit of merit fell on me. I swore in my heart: As long as Tyrion is willing to help me, I will be willing to repent to him.
Another half a year later, I swore in my heart: Even if Tyrion asks me to do something outrageous, I will reluctantly agree to it. The prerequisite is that he can save me from hell.
Another half a year later, my hatred for Tyrion rose to a whole new level.
For two years, he did not give me a single bit of merit.
It was also at that time that I met the person who changed my fate.
Shirley Yangxin!
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