Mercy comes from pleasure, because with that sting, it is like a scab. By scratching, you make it bloody, and he finds pleasure in that bloodshed, and the stronger the truth becomes over him, the pleasure doubles, to the point that he hastens to scratch himself with his hand because of the pleasure he finds in that, despite the flow of his blood in that scratch. Hell is the abode of divine wrath. And the one who bears it and the one who is characterized by it, as well as the one who has the dispensation of anger and the one who is angry at him by what he finds, not by what is in the souls of these people, but this does not happen to them except after fulfilling the limits and feeling the pain when the skins ripen, so they are changed to the taste of torment, just as the conditions for them in this world have changed with the types of transgressions. For each type of torment, and they have a special skin that they feel. With pain, as it has always been here, in the renewal of chara