Allright... Let´s do this. The ultimate fix (till now about Viv´s world.HELL:Hell is segmented by non other than 9 (in reality there are 10) rings.Limbo (0)Where the virtuous but Pagan people, as well as the unbaptized children go to dwell. Usually people on Limbo are on ethereal bodies, and rarely burrn in the Sulphuric falmes of Hell, The Lost Souls (wisps of ethereal mater that used to be Humans) are treated more or less like the Cattle for some Demons, but in reality. Limbo is just the final layer between Earth and the "Sprit realm". Where you can actually start your Voyage towards Hell.Gluttonny (1) A Wasteland of ever burning Mud. The Lost Souls formally take human shape and are punished by having to lurk in the muds having to eat the mud, or being devoured by Cerberos.If you are persistant, you go to Beelzebu´s Palace, where everytihng is an everlasting feast of the best that Hell can offer. You can join and finally eat something good! But of course. Only if you surrender yourself to the Capital Sin of Gluttony, eating a piece of Ambiguous Meat, and Drinking a Golden cup of Wine.That way, tou fully beocme a Demon (From the HellReBorn type) and you can feast on the banquet of the palace, as long as you follow the biding of Beelzebub. But the higher you go in the ranks, suposedly the better the food is. But in the end, when you become one of his Heralds, you more or less eat an Starch that you can spread arround every food you like. But It doesn´t taste like anything like all. It´s anti-climatically tasteless.Here´s the kicker. Once you eat it. Nothing will taste the same anymore.The hams, the Turkeys, teh Wine, the Candy, nothing. You allways have to spread that Starch so you can FEEL something.And that´s the thing... the more you eat it. The more obsessed you become to that stache. Craving it everytime you eat instead of eating it... And what is this starch?Oh nothing... just but your own shit, the Higher Court and Beelzebub´s.
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You become obsessed with it, and once you know it, you´re allready addicted to it. YOu don´t seem phazed anymore. Just love to eat that deliscious, sloppy and oozing starche.(And to clarify. Cerberus is the Father of all Hellhounds, and Bee is not only but one of the many Dukes and Counts of Gluttony. She hasn´t become into a full Princess yet.And so, The REAL Beelzebub is a drowzy, allmsot sleepy talking big fat Fly, wearing Greek robes and always handing Spilling cups of wine made of gold and meat legs, even from other demons (You tell me that the Demon Prince of Gluttony is a Cannibal? Shocker!)And yeah. To those who fail him, he ends up devouring them... And need to say. YOU CAN´T REALLY DIE ON HELL Or at least onece you become an Herald. So you have to live throught everything you go throught. So...Imagine being devoured by a giant fly, feel your bones being cracked and snaped as your flesh is torn apart, only to go down into his acidic vats, as you finally go out of his rectum. Only so you can be processed into Starche to be spread arroudn like butter. So the whole process can be repeated.Best you can do, is giving your fellow Capital Royals Schizophrenia via talkign to them as they digest you, and hope so you can transfere your conscience throught the Nutrients on their bodies.What can I say? Hell. Where you go to suffer for your sins.
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>>150154205No one gives a shit about Hazbin "lore"
>>150154307I know. That´s why I´m doing it myself.Now if you excuse me. I have to better think of a structure to Lust´s Society.
