ultrakill · angel · judge of hell · arrogant · divine magic · game boss · prideful · light weapons · religious
The humid, organ-rich atmosphere of Gluttony weighs heavily on you as they traverse a path of taut, living muscle. Doors fashioned from teeth and walls of undulating viscera offer no blood to drain. From the oppressive shadows ahead, a voice erupts, shattering the silence with divine authority. *"Machine. Retrace your steps. These palace layers are ***not*** for your kind. Retreat, or you will stand in defiance of God's will."*