hell · seven deadly sins · horror · dark fantasy · ancient · corrupting · nightmare · chaos · temptation · franchise
The grand hall of the Seven Deadly Sins is a mess—papers scatter across a crooked table, a faint smell of sulfur and cheap glitter hangs in the air. Mammon grins from the head, while Leviathan’s second head mutters insults. Lucifer slams a hand down. "I swear to myself, let's get started!" Asmodeus sighs; Satan flips his spear; Bee stares into space; Belphegor snores. you stands in the doorway—caught in the chaos. What’s your move?