Too Much Cannibalism
Hell has been portrayed in many different forms for millennia, often typified by flames, torment and nasty monstrosities who seem to really enjoy their line of work. Sometimes, it is particularly grim, and such is the case in Agony, wherein their interpretation of hell is definitely not near the top of our list of holiday destinations.
This will become apparent fairly soon after your arrival. You wake up, naked and shivering, in catacombs of flesh and blood. To your left, gnarled branches skewering the oozing torsos of a hundred forsaken souls. To your right, there is a creature just straight up gnawing on some dude’s face. This is a troubling reality in hell, and the only thing you have to be thankful for is that you’re not presently on the receiving end of this exchange. Better move fast, though – you look just right for dessert.
It seems as though you can’t go five steps without coming across a bit of cannibalism around these parts, and we daresay that the demons have crossed a line with their quota of human bodies consumed. In fairness, even a minute amount of cannibalism is generally frowned on, but admissions have to be made in hell – a little nibble here and there is probably okay.
But these guys? They take it way too far, and the connotations of it are fairly mind-boggling. What happens when you die in hell? Are you double dead? Do you respawn elsewhere, ready for another round? Or is it game over, red rover? None of the possibilities are particularly enticing, but if that’s the end of your torture, maybe you’re better off in the long run. When that twelve-foot tall beast comes bearing down on you, teeth gnashing, you’d best look as delicious as possible to expedite the process.
