[ WP ] You have died and gone to hell , but it 's not what you expect . You wake up naked in a field with nothing but trees around you ... it turns out that hell is an early access survival game .

Slightly groggy, I raise myself from my back and look around. I'm on a beach in between what looks like two small towns. Suddenly it all comes rushing back to me. I've been here before. I spawned at Three valleys in between Berizino and Elektro. I remember blowing that group of bandit's brains out with my trusty mosin nagant before dying myself to falling off of a fire station and into the waiting arms of a horde. I hear the gunshots that are ever present on the coast, and start planning my route up north. Just then a man in a brown shirt and green jeans pops in and wakes up next to me. I pick up a stone to defend myself, when he runs up to me asking where he is. Lucky me, a complete freshy. I quickly explain to him what was told to me when I first showed up here. This is hell, or at least it's supposed to be. Many of us here consider it our paradise, our Utopia. We band together, waging constant war on other clans, and at the end of the day, we gather round and eat delicious cans of beans with our comrades, thankful that hell has given us a place to constantly test ourselves, and others like us. 
 
 Edit: I accidentally changed the prompt, woops. 

