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... es as the environment around him drastically changed. Unlike the chaotic winds of lust or the fetid mud of gluttony, this circle was a barren landscape of rocky desolation and darkness. A faint glow emanated from the ground, illuminating just enough to reveal the details of the torment before him.
Mountains of gold, jewels, and wealth were piled around, but there was no beauty or order to them. They were chaotic heaps, grotesque representations of greed and prodigality. Tormented souls, ...
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