The flames licked at his chained body, each time one of the tendrils touched his skin, agony bloomed along with the blisters that formed on his skin, only to heal just as quick as they had come, and then the process repeated all over again. Jamie didn't care, he hadn't cared in a long time, hell, he didn't even know how long a "long-time" was. He had spent what felt like an eternity in this pit of agony, chained and tortured with a variety of different methods, each one had taken Jamie to a different level of pain he didn't know existed, and given his past life, that was saying a lot.
In order to keep a hold of his sanity, Jamie turned that pain into anger, learning block it out, and learning even quicker that crying out in pain just made your situation even worse. He suffered in silence.
Amidst the screaming of billions of souls in the barren landscape, pockmarked with pits like the one he was chained in, as they suffered a fate resembling his own, Jamie heard a heavy beat, a deep muffled thumping noise, and it was growing closer. He opened his eyes, and if it wasn't for his present situation, he might have actually been frightened.
Before him was a large demon he had seen many times, sometimes this one had partaken personally in Jamie's torment, but now he simply stopped in front of the human-turned-demon and after a moment, gave a grin that made Jamie's skin crawl.
I am Orcus, the Arch-demon of the Dead...and I have a proposition for you, Dah'mier. Orcus said, calling Jamie by his Demon name.
The other lesser demons under my control are not competent enough to handle this job...it requires self-control, and intelligence which they all lack He continued.
You see, there is only so much you can do with a soul, and unfortunately my...playmate was disposed of.., Orcus said, tapping a elongated, twisted finger against his chin as his crimson eyes averted upward, as if remembering something he seemed to enjoy, and then he gave a another sickening smile.
Ah, yes..my proposition...You see, I am in need of another, but the problem is, I can't take someone who dies, seeing as only their incorporeal soul is sent here, not their body. I need you to go Earth and find a certain girl for me, a simple task. Orcus explained, turning his back to Jamie. Her name is Erza Knightwalker, He finally said, waving a hand through the air, creating an image wreathed in flame of a very attractive red-headed young woman.
Don't ask why I want her in particular, we'll just say I'm picky. He said with a sadistic grin. Now, in order for you to enter the physical world, you will need a body, and fortunately for you I am capable of creating one for you. You will be capable of shifting between your Demon form and Human form, but only at night...now, what is your answer? Spend eternity here in torment? Or bring me back this girl and be rewarded accordingly? It's your choice.
To Jamie it wasn't even a choice, he finally had a way to escape from this agony and even win favor with an Arch-demon.
"I will bring you the girl, My lord", Jamie croaked.
Orcus grinned his needle-toothed grin and suddenly the fires surrounding Jamie roared high, covering his vision and causing searing agony, but before his vision gave out Jamie heard Orcus's gravelly voice in his head once more.
I am patient, so enjoy your new life, but do not attempt to cheat me or I will hunt you down and flay you personally.
Then there was blackness.