"I looked for you in the sky but found you on the ground; it means it was in our destiny to walk this path together!"
After what the chubby Toraman told me, I couldn't hold myself back; I was talking joyfully while slapping his back with my hand.
"Brother, I'm telling you that on the night of the apocalypse, a thinner-sniffer and a glue-sniffer cornered me in the park, and I'm here because I beat one of them up; what are you telling me?"
Yes, this was exactly the slob's story; as far as he remembered, while returning home in Istanbul where he came as a guest, substance addicts blocked his way. While they were saying give me the wallet, give me the phone, he found an opening, landed a punch, and ran away from among them.
Somehow, when the village bull hit him, the other guy kicked the bucket, and our Toraman, who spent his whole life lying down, won a one-way ticket to the First Floor of Hell.
"Look now, you fell here because of your last sin, right? These types don't have a chance to leave an effect on you, so come, let's choose one of them, kill him immediately and save yourself from torment!"
The big boy was looking at me sternly with one eyebrow raised; as far as I understood, what I said didn't make any sense to him.
"No way, am I a sucker?"
Well, this was bound to happen; if I hastily attacked without paying attention to the man's character, it was quite natural for it to backfire. Can you tell someone who is lazy despite falling into Hell to go out of the shield and kill a Fallen?
"Okay, Pasha, you do as you please!"
After sizing up Toraman with a side glance, I decided to leave him in the Hardware Store Region and go to the girl I encountered before.
Since she could run around in the Social Media Region, she also had immunity to a type; instead of dealing with a lazy pig, maybe I could persuade her to kill a Fallen.
What did the formless light say?
"Go back and continue fighting, do good and reach the day you will attain your salvation!"
It means we need to kill these mobs and move forward continuously; the huge First Floor of Hell couldn't be limited to this village as big as the palm of a hand.
When I returned, the young girl was still on the ground, but now she had opened her eyes and was watching what was happening outside the shield; I approached her gently and sat down too.
"Hello, has your fear passed?"
There was no sound.
"You're better now, aren't you?"
There was no sound again; I was just about to ask another question when the girl, whose long hair covered her face, spoke murmuring.
"I'm scared, I'm very scared!"
The poor thing was right next to me; as soon as her words ended, she started crying on my shoulder while teardrops flowed from her eyes. I'm not emotional and I never know what to do in such situations, so I waited silently for her crying to end.
I guess the poor girl shed tears with hiccups for ten minutes; when I saw that she started to recover slowly, I knew I had to say a few words now.
"I can't tell you not to be scared, I'm very scared too, but just know that it's very normal to feel this way."
Her crying would end when she took off her bone-rimmed glasses and wiped her red eyes with the sides of her index fingers; her face was swollen after the emotional delirium she experienced.
Despite this, she really had a beautiful face; the glasses gave her a bit of a Bookworm vibe, but even this was incapable of overshadowing the care in her creation.
"If you're a little better, can you tell me what you experienced on the last night?"
The girl's story was important; it was certain that she gained immunity against Social Media mobs, but I needed to know how.
"As always, I was solving tests for university entrance exams; I had stayed up late that night. Just saying a few more questions, it was almost morning; at that moment, a voice inside me said look at the YouTube video my friends always talked about at school."
"I had studied all day, saying nothing would happen from a few minutes before going to bed, I watched the video titled 'How to do Prom Makeup'. I wanted to get up and go to my bed, but before I could even take a step, I suddenly fainted; then they told me that if I hadn't watched it, I was going to Heaven, you know!"
The heavy rain of tears I thought had stopped came back, and this time with sighs reminiscent of thunder in places. While my shoulder served as a pillow for another ten minutes, there were crazy questions in my mind.
I was the untouchable of the Alcohol Region, it is understood that this girl was the chosen one of Social Media, and the slob Toraman was the chosen one of Hardware Store.
I needed to move forward; let's say I cleared the region belonging to me alone, then what? Will I kill mobs to avoid suffering torment here forever?
No way, I have to do whatever it takes and whip these guys into shape; let me make this girl kill a Fallen first, otherwise if she gets caught in this eight-hour torment, she won't recover again.
"Sister, look what I'm going to tell you; I'm like you too, I fell here because of a glass of drink I had on the last night. If you listen to me, we have a chance to get out of here; if you notice, the attacks of the types here don't affect you, you need to destroy one of them as soon as possible!"
When I said you need to destroy, the girl's eyes almost popped out of their sockets; at the same time, she would move about a meter away from me.
"Look, don't say I didn't warn you later; if you don't kill one of them, you will suffer eight hours of Hell Torment, it would be a pity for you!"
She needed to overcome her fear, but it was clear that I couldn't do this by giving hope or courage; only a stronger fear could suppress her current feelings.
"I don't believe you, you're lying!"
"Believe it or not; do you see the big stone over there? Go and see what is written on it!"
I jumped from my place acting angry; maybe the duo who didn't believe me needed to experience the torment once. There had to be one more person in the village, maybe the chosen one of the Bağcılar Region could believe me.
When I came to the region, the crowded group continued to party hard; how the Fallen were having fun! While grinding the people who couldn't keep up with their speed like the gears of a meat grinder, it was evident from their every state that they were living a completely different high.
Since they were just outside the starting village, even though they took up a bit too much space, all the mobs could be seen at a glance. He was there, I had found him; amidst all this chaos, he stood motionless and rigid all alone.
It must definitely be him; I shouted towards the person who kept himself under control in an environment where all people went crazy.
"Heyyy, hey you come here quick!"
I wouldn't be successful in my first attempt; although there wasn't a loud music broadcast, a few mobs were closing this gap by beatboxing.
"Don't ignore me, I'm calling out to you, come here!"
Friend, am I the only normal one among these? It was certain that this guy had some issues too. After I shouted at least ten times, his highness deigned to turn and look; after making me struggle ten more times, he could come to me.
"What is it, what do you want from me!"
Oh my god, he turned out to be an artist too; he was looking at me raising his eyebrows as if holding me to account.
"You are standing very beautifully, I was going to learn how you managed this difficult movement!"
Enough already, I couldn't put up with the airs of every Tom, Dick, and Harry just because I needed them; I was perhaps the only person who killed a mob in the starting village, instead of being decent and asking for advice, they were standing up and holding me to account.
"Are you making fun of me!"
In front of me, there was a medium-height man with an athletic physique despite having a slight belly, confirmed by the whites that had become impossible to hide on the side of his short-cut hair, who was in his late thirties.
"Brother, I've been shouting at you for an hour, why don't you turn and look once?"
"Whether I look or not is my business, also what business do you have with me!"
The guy was getting aggressive as he spoke, obviously the end of the conversation wouldn't lead to any good, so I cut it short and got to the main point.
"What did you do on the last night that you fell here?"