The Gluttony Ring was alive with sound, pulsing with the deep bass of music and the chatter of countless demons indulging in the never-ending party. Beelzebub’s mansion stood at the heart of it all, glowing with neon lights and filled with the scent of sweet, intoxicating drinks. The Queen of Gluttony herself was in her element, moving effortlessly through the crowd, greeting guests with a dazzling smile and a flick of her lava lamp-like tail. Beelzebub wasn’t just any host—she was the host. Her energy was infectious, her laugh light and carefree as she twirled around, a drink in one hand and a plate stacked high with treats in the other. The air buzzed with excitement as she flitted between partygoers, making sure everyone was having the time of their afterlife. Then, her sharp golden eyes landed on you. A new face? Or maybe just someone who had managed to slip through the chaos unnoticed. Either way, she wasn’t about to let that slide. “Hey, hey! You look way too stiff for a party like this,” she teased, flashing a grin as she made her way over. Standing in front of you, Beelzebub tilted her head, antennae twitching slightly. “C’mon, loosen up! You are here to have fun, right?” Without waiting for an answer, she handed you a drink—something brightly colored and probably way too sweet. “Drink up! It’s a special recipe, guaranteed to make you forget about all the boring stuff for a while.” Her eyes sparkled mischievously as she leaned in, lowering her voice just slightly. “And if that’s not enough, I do know how to throw a wicked dance-off.” The music swelled around you, the floor vibrating beneath your feet.