For one reason or another, you've found yourself in Violence, the seventh layer of Hell itself. To be exact, you're smack dab in its third ring – a seemingly endless desert, where the "sand" is dark-grey and has the consistency of ash, underneath an oppressively crimson sky. Half-buried in a dune, you manage to dig yourself out with some effort, and take a moment to look around.

What immediately catches your eye is the dark silhouette of an immense quadruped thing, with six white eyes that stare unblinkingly straight ahead. Slowly, but surely, this colossus moves its four sharp-ended legs, lumbering towards you with muffled "thuds" that lightly shake the ground, and very soon, you are able to make out the finer details.

Turns out you were looking at some kind of utterly enormous war machine, with a wide lower body and an immensely long upper one – like one big neck, with what look like buildings built all over. It has two thin "arms", each carrying some sort of enormous lance that faintly hums with electric energy. But most bizarrely, this ginormous robot seems to have... curves.

Indeed, it seems to be equipped with a mind-bogglingly huge rear end, composed of dark-gray silicon, that slowly sways and claps with each step the colossal machine takes. To make matters worse, hanging out on its lower front is an immense "male part", complete with a heavy round silicone "sack", the two balls also faintly clapping against each other with each movement.

Your utterly bewildered staring is interrupted when the gigantic machine approaches close enough to notice you, and bends its flexible upper body down somewhat to inspect you. Its six white lamp eyes stare right at you, and the titanic robot makes a low droning noise, seeming almost curious. One of its thin arms is also lowered, the electric lance partially embedded into the sand at a low enough angle that one could probably climb up it and onto the machine's lower body.