Extend the Story - Add a Room

Adam.

Ayla's voice...

Adam... get up...

Ayla's voice...

She's coming...

She?...

You open your eyes.

"How does it feel, love?"
"Who... what..."
"Veneshia."
"YOU!" Venach stands and pulls back his arm, but the red haired woman merely smiles and holds up a finger. As his arm flies down, you gasp as her finger slices through it.

Venach falls backwards, unphased as the arm heals.
"You..."

"Darkness and Cosmos... how beautiful. Together. But I, Chaos, will not join them. Remember when we killed together, love?"
"Do I ever." Venach smiles for an instant with recognition before a knee hits him in the head, throwing him back.
"Weaklings like yourself do not arouse me. Hence the reason you. Had. To. Die."
Venach growls.
"And that's the reason, love, that you have to die now. You understand, of course?" As a response, Venach stands and bows his head.
"Good. I promise this will be... slow and painful." With that, Venach lashes out with all his energy, moving Veneshia back less than a foot.
"Such aggression against a lady?" The red haired woman grinned, holding out her hand as she thrust her fingers into his head and pulled out his eyeball. Venach screamed.
"I am Chaos, darling. I am Chaos. And now, I will send you to them. Those ones who sent me to hell. You'll get much worse. Enjoy having your heart electrified..." Veneshia kneeled down to Venach, smiling kindly. "Your arms beaten... your manhood... oh, you'll need this eye..." She thrust the eye back in. Venach fell back, crying in pain. "I'll spare you... just relinquish your elements to me."
"Yes... my lady." A swift slap to the face.
"Don't you EVER call me your lady!"
"A mere... formality... here, here is the power." Venach reached forward and clutched Veneshia's throat, squeezing.
"I won't ask again." Veneshia whispered, completely unaffected.
"Yes!" Venach says quickly. "There. They're yours. Now let me g-"
Wham. Venach hurled across the ground of space and hit up against a wall of darkness.
"Darling, darling, darling. Have I ever been the type to be merciful?" Her eyes narrowed. "Take him." With that, a flash of light tore Venach apart.

"And now for our last problem... I'll ask you- how slow should I kill you?"
"G...go to hell." You manage, getting up. Veneshia laughed.
A long, high pitched laugh.
"What's that you say? As slow as I can possibly manage? Gladly." Her eyes narrow as two fans appear in her hands, and you know it's come to this. As her eyes glow white and her 5'9 figure dashes at you, you know this is the final step of your journey to save everything.

Someone even Venach fears stands in your way?... You'd better be careful.