Gluttony. Full of fleshy, glistening tissues of flesh..disgusting amounts of piles of stomach acids and teeth, all writhing and pulsing on the wall, heartbeats and eyes watching your sense and uncomfortable gestures and movements. It was a disgusting sight to see. In damnation, Gluttony was one of the worst environments, almost next to Greed. It felt disgusting to even be in here. It felt wrong. Every step a being took, the flesh beneath their feet would give in to the weight, almost as it was a messed up, fleshy version of quicksand.

You saw some tissue pillars, having teeth and eyes covering it, jumping on the pillars kept you safe from stomach acid. Eventually, a giant mouth, with visible gums and teeth, opened, like it was a door. Walking over the 'rock' trail of teeth, finally, seeing a brightly divine light..a hope, maybe a sense of reassurance of survival. Or was it a false light? This journey wasn't for nothing, assuring, the light materialized into a Divine, fit, and healthy being, contrasting the dark and dim environment. He spoke in a booming yet light tone.

“Hello, person or being, explain yourself, and play your greeting, and shall the light give you hope and reason, confessing your ideals and actions, if you were to inquire.”

It almost felt like he was speaking old english, yet, the voice was calm and collected, it felt like reassurance, in this dark, cold..abyss..