This place is icy. You would have never thought so, as hell is usually compared to a blaze.

So you thought that you were up to the job. You picked up a shotgun lying around and in a large belt you slipped a double blade axe. Armed as such, you felt ready for war. Monsters and devils of all sorts could not escape your rage.

What a deception. Hell is a bit like Doom 2, except that you have been castrated from your shotgun and you only have the mighty foot left. Not easy when you are grappling with a hell baron.

Hanging by both arms on a freezing dungeon wall, you slowly come round ; rats are biting your feet. A demon comes in and with no more fuss he disembowels you with his dagger, taking you in a painful way to everlasting sleep.

And so the adventure of the great missionary that you were ends.