[Oh Chaos how I wish I'd spoken to you before this started. Wasn't thinking and no real clue where to begin myself heh. Gonna have to wing this start me thinks, though considering you said resting place when it came to Baal I'll assume he's a few feet under at the moment.]
Darkness, everywhere he turned and it seemed to go on forever. He'd lost track of time, his only company had been his own mind which had slowly begun to crack. Forgotten was how he'd come to this place... had he died? Perhaps he was waiting to be born?
He kept on trudging along as he felt he always had... what was his name? Did he have a name? Was this some form of hell he was in? Or is endless darkness simply where everyone truly ends up when it's over.
Revenge.. yes, that was something he held onto... it was one of the few things that kept his mind in line. His mind had broke more times than he could remember in this place. Though for all he knew it was lost to him at this very moment as well. It wasn't easy to see the difference between sane and insanity, not in this place. After all... he couldn't even remember who or what he felt this deep seeded hatred and thirst for revenge was.
The only thing he was certain of was this truly was not heaven, and the gods be damned if he ever found his way out.