You took your last breath until you realized that your life was passing in front of you, even those feet that tormented you so much, once you opened your eyes it seemed like you were outside although everything was in shades of gray, you wanted to get up, but You didn't have the strength to get up, then you saw a hooded being coming towards you, when you looked closer it was an Absol, when doubts began to form in your mind she spoke

Absol: I'm sorry, I was supposed to come for your soul before, but I was busy and I can barely get there, you were supposed to die at the hands or rather, at the feet of that Serperior, but I digress, finally your soul will be where it belongs and if , you are dead, but I can't just take you away like that, I have to recreate the scenario where you were supposed to die

You: B-but... Are you serious?! You're telling me that all this time you could have gotten me out of that torture and you didn't!

Absol: First of all, don't talk to me in that tone, it's not my fault, besides that Serperior was giving you something that you could consume to stay alive, I couldn't do much and I decided to wait one more day, now you have the privilege that I took a special time for you, not every day death sits down to talk to you personally

You: A-are you death?

Absol: Yes, did you think it would be a skeleton or something like that? You should know that Absols can predict catastrophes so one like death is quite convenient.

That Absol had a good point, she was pleasant despite being death itself, she had a sweet tone although somewhat cold, perhaps it was her nature, but she took a serious face and spoke again.

Absol: I know it's cruel how those girls treated you, but I should have done the same, you should have died before and now I have to replicate your initial death, you will have to lick my foot...

You: W-why? I've had enough with those girls... Absol: It's the only way, and it's either this or being the slave of that Primarina and Milotic for the challenge of eternity.

It was much better to worship the feet of that Absol for at least a few hours than to worship that Milotic and Primarina forever, you barely accepted because your new phobia of feet only increased, Absol put his foot near your face and bitter memories invaded your mind, but you noticed a putrid smell that made you want to back away, Absol noticed this on your face and seemed embarrassed

Absol: I'm sorry... I was so busy that I couldn't wash my feet and I have to be walking a lot, I wore shoes all day so that my feet were clean so as not to make you suffer so much, but I guess I didn't think about the smell. .. It is the first time that I have to extract a soul in this way, I couldn't tell if you are lucky or unlucky.

Absol brought her foot closer and it smelled terrible, you didn't think that such a beautiful lady could have that stench, you stuck out your tongue to lick her foot having a bitter drink, that foot was cold perhaps because of the nature that death emanates, you licked between her toes which was the worst part, accumulated dirt, concentration of the smell and above all those long claws that seemed to be able to cut you with ease, you finished and noticed how Absol seemed to smile.

Absol: Don't think I'm strange, but I liked that a lot, I had never been loved, everyone says that the world would be better without me and other things that I prefer to keep to myself.

You: Can you take my soul now? Absol: True, it was a pleasure being with you, I hope you don't see me as a villain, I'm just doing my job...

You: You're nice...

Absol: Thank you, I wish I could be with you longer, but I had to go back to my job, if only I could take you with me...

Absol raised his sickle and you felt how you became lighter and lighter and physically disappeared from the place, after that Absol walked to his shoes which were flat leather shoes, they were worn out and had visibly seen better days. Absol's sickle touched one of them and after that you looked at a light at the end of the tunnel, you thought that you should walk to it to have your eternal rest, but you couldn't move, your senses returned and you were overwhelmed by an unpleasant smell, the worst without a doubt, you saw a huge foot falling on you until it covered you, it was the foot of that Absol, now you were her shoe, you wanted to scream and hit why she will free you, but she did not listen to your pleas, so she spoke with a calm tone

Absol: It's funny... I feel a warm sensation on my foot, I think it's because of the adoration of that being, it's a shame that I had to take it to a better place, although no one would want to be surrounded by death and destruction... It's the price to pay for being immortal... I hope he is in a field of roses or with his loved ones, he will surely love that...

You are in the hell, although this was worse than hell, you were trapped in the shoe of an immortal being, you were already dead so nothing could free you from that torture, the heat was abundant, the smell was a thick toxic fog and the Sweat fell like drips in a deep and dark cave. Was hell the inside of the shoes of death? The only thing you knew was that you would be there for all eternity and the worst thing is that not even your captor knew where you were, she had unknowingly fulfilled her wish, she would be with you for the rest of eternity.

well, that's it for the halloween stories, but there's still something more to go, my most ambitious project.

Traducción:

Dabas tu último suspiro hasta que te dabas cuenta de que tú vida pasaba por delante de ti, incluso aquellos pies que tanto te atormentaron, una vez que abrías los ojos parecía que estabas en el exterior aunque todo estaba en tonos grises, querías levantarte, pero no tenías fuerzas para levantarte en eso veías a un ser encapuchado llegando hacía ti, cuando te fijabas mejor era una Absol, cuando las dudas comenzaban a formarse en tu mente ella hablaba.

Absol: Lo siento, debía venir por tu alma antes, pero estuve ocupada y apenas puedo llegar, se suponía que debías morir a manos o más bien, a pies de aquella Serperior, pero estoy divagando, al fin tu alma estará donde pertenece y si, estás muerto, pero no puedo llevarte así sin más, tengo que recrear el escenario donde debías morir.

Tú: P-pero... ¡¿Es en serio?! ¡Me estás diciendo que todo este tiempo podías haberme sacado de esa tortura y no lo hiciste!

Absol: En primera no me hables con ese tono, yo no tengo la culpa, además que esa Serperior te estaba dando algo que pudieras consumir para estar vivo no podía hacer mucho y decidí esperar un día más, ahora tienes el privilegio que me tomé un tiempo especial para ti, no todos los días la muerte se sienta a hablar contigo personalmente.

Tú: ¿E-eres la muerte?.

Absol: Si ¿Acaso pensabas que sería un esqueleto o algo así? Debes saber que los Absols pueden predecir las catástrofes así que una como la muerte es bastante conveniente.

Aquella Absol tenía un buen punto, era agradable a pesar de ser la misma muerte, ella tenía un tono dulce aunque algo frío, quizás era su naturaleza, pero ella tomaba un rostro serio y volvía a hablar.

Absol: Se que es cruel como esas chicas te trataron, pero debí hacer lo mismo, debiste morir antes y ahora debo replicar tu muerte inicial, tendrás que lamer mi pie...

Tú: ¿P-por qué? Ya tuve suficiente con esas chicas...

Absol: Es la única manera, además es esto o que seas el esclavo de esa Primarina y Milotic por el reto de la eternidad.

Era mucho mejor adorar los pies de aquella Absol por lo menos unas horas que hacerlo eternamente a esa Milotic y Primarina, aceptabas a duras penas pues tú nueva fobia a los pies solo aumentaba, Absol ponía su pie cerca de tu cara y amargos recuerdos invadian tu mente, pero notabas un olor putrido que te hacía querer retroceder, Absol notaba esto en tu cara y parecía avergonzada.

Absol: Lo siento... Estuve tan ocupada que no me pude lavar los pies y tengo que estar caminando mucho, use zapatos todo el día para que mis pies estuvieran limpios para no hacerte sufrir tanto, pero creo que no pensé en el olor... Es la primera vez que debo extraer un alma de esta forma, no sabría decir si eres afortunado o desafortunado.

Absol acercaba más su pie y olía fatal, no pensabas que una dama tan bella pudiera tener aquella pestilencia, sacabas tu lengua para lamer su pie teniendo un trago amargo, aquel pie era frío quizás por la naturaleza que emana la muerte, lamías entre sus dedos que era la peor parte, mugre acumulada, concentración del olor y sobre todo esas largas garras que parecían poder cortarte con facilidad, terminabas y notabas como Absol parecía sonreír.

Absol: No pienses que soy rara, pero eso me gustó mucho, nunca me habían dado cariño, todos dicen que el mundo sería mejor sin mi y demás cosas que prefiero guardarlas.

Tú: ¿Y-ya puedes tomar mi alma?.

Absol: Cierto, fue un gusto estar contigo, espero que no me veas como una villana, solo hago mi trabajo...

Tú: Eres agradable...

Absol: Gracias, ojalá pudiera estar contigo más tiempo, pero debí regresar a mi trabajo, si tan solo te pudiera llevar conmigo...

Absol alzaba su hoz y sentías como te hacías cada vez más ligero y desaparecías físicamente del lugar, luego de eso Absol camino hasta sus zapatos los cuales eran unos zapatos planos de cuero, estaban desgastados y visiblemente habían visto mejores días la hoz de Absol tocaba uno de ellos y luego de eso mirabas una luz al final del túnel, pensabas que debías caminar hasta ella para tener tu descanso eterno, pero no podías moverte, tus sentidos volvían y estabas abrumado por un olor desagradable, el peor sin duda, veías un enorme pie callendo sobre ti hasta cubrirte, era el pie de aquella Absol, ahora eras su zapato, querías gritar y golpear para qué te liberará, pero ella no escuchaba tus súplicas, en eso hablaba con un tono calmado.

Absol: es curioso... Siento una sensación cálida en mi pie, creo que es por la adoración de aquel ser, es una lastima que tuviera que llevarlo a un lugar mejor, aunque nadie quisiera estar rodeado de muerte y destrucción... Es el precio a pagar por ser inmortal... Espero que el esté en un campo de rosas o con sus seres queridos, eso le encantará de seguro...

Estabas en el infierno, aunque esto era peor que el infierno, estabas atrapado en un zapato de un ser inmortal, ya estabas muerto así que nada te podría liberar de aquella tortura, el calor abundaba, el olor era una espesa niebla tóxica y el sudor caían como goteras en una cueva profunda y oscura ¿Acaso el infierno era el interior de los zapatos de la muerte? Lo único que sabías era que estarías ahí por toda la eternidad y lo peor es que ni siquiera tu captora sabía donde estabas, ella sin saberlo había cumplido su deseo, estaría junto a ti por el resto de la eternidad.

Bueno, hasta aquí las historias de halloween, pero aún falta algo más, mi proyecto más ambicioso.