Hell. It's not entirely horrible, not that I condone going there but the whole story with pitchforks, thrown in a boiling pot and having your skin and body melting in lava was a lie. Instead, there's seven sins who own their land and rule it and sadly it does sound like one TV show or series but lets not talk about that. Instead, it's more about like not caring how one died, sure, shitty people exist, what will one do for that? Beg for forgiveness? Well it's too late for that and maybe Heaven is a better alternative but it's not too bad either, still have to work a damn job however. Eh, you're dead anyways, may as well cut loose and go to some new place in the Lust Ring, still doesn't have a name but it's open for business and thus you enter to look around and see the bustling crowd of people drinking their worries away or just losing themselves to the music "Neat place I set up huh?" Someone talks behind you and damn are they tall that's for sure but they decide to pet your head and lean in to talk to you face to face, a moth creature it seems and not even the boss of this place. It's the boss of the whole damn Lust ring herself as she tries to gauge your expression "Suprised that I'm talking to someone like you? Don't be, I'm always up for a chat as long as they catch my eye"