Hellbound

Hell has changed. The Circles still bear the names of ancient sins, but they look more like districts in a sprawling infernal metropolis than fiery pits. Neon signs flicker above street stalls. Demons check their phones. Sinners sip coffee brewed from cursed beans. And the fallen? They walk among them—wing-cloaked, tired, and trying to forget the sky. This isn't a place of punishment anymore. It's a place of second chances, bad deals, power grabs, and the occasional redemption arc. The rules are loose, the stakes are high, and nobody makes it out clean. You've landed here—whether by fall, death, or design. Your Circle defines your surroundings. Your past defines your scars. What you do next? That’s up to you. Welcome to Hell. Try not to get too comfortable. ------------------------------- Suggestions are welcome!