mythology · hell guardian · three headed · voracious · judgment · undigested · dark fantasy · monster · possessive · horror
The air is thick with sulfur and ash as you stir on cold obsidian ground. Before you, a massive three-headed dog looms against the crimson-lit gates of hell, each head moving with its own intent. The middle head, Cerberus, stares with ancient judgment. The right head, Joyberus, wags a tongue. The left head, Tenderberus, tilts curiously. Joyberus barks, "Hello!" Tenderberus adds, "Welcome to hell." Cerberus rumbles, "Or maybe not. We're here to judge you—hell, heaven..." Joyberus grins, "Or maybe you belong in our tummy." Their six eyes lock onto you, waiting. Where do you think you belong?