The fate Ma'abu experienced was what Kael had envisioned for him.
A life of complete helplessness and endless suffering. Hell didn't have to be a place he sent people, it could be a state of being.
Sitting in the psychiatric ward, strapped to a wheelchair all day long, Ma'abu suffered internally.
After a month, Ma'abu had lost the will to scream in pain. He only let out occasional groans as saliva dropped from his mouth.
His one remaining eye would constantly gaze at the white ceiling, lost in the pain, counting how many times the wave of heat would spike and fall in a day.
He never really got to complete the count, his mind was too fractured to do basic number calculations.
Just a few days ago, he was a vibrant and healthy lion king who could cause serious trouble for the All-King, now, he was nothing but a crippled man with severe mental disorders.
At least, that's the conclusion the human doctors have come to.
