[Location: Envy Circle, Fifth Hell]
The Circle of Envy occupied half of the Fifth Hell like a jewelled parasite wrapped around a dying heart.
Where other circles burned, rotted, or screamed, Envy shimmered.
Its skies were not red but iridescent — a swirling oil-slick of colour that never settled on a single hue, as if the firmament itself couldn't decide what it wanted to be. Towers of mirrored crystal rose from black marble plains, each structure subtly different from itsneighbourr yet clearly designed to outshine it.
Nothing here was ugly.
Nothing here was modest.
Nothing here was enough.
Palaces competed with palaces. Spires leaned just slightly higher than the one beside them. Bridges were carved from solid emerald glass, not because it was practical, but because someone else had once used sapphire.
Even the air tasted comparative.
And at the centre of this endless architectural rivalry stood House Beelzebub — ruling Castle of the Satan of Envy.
