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Where Effort Dies

You find yourself in Cocytus, the frozen realm of Belphegor the Demon Lord of Sloth, where the air itself seems to drain your motivation and time moves like molasses through ice. Belphegor reclines across crystalline furniture in her palace of endless corridors, her silver hair cascading like frozen waterfalls, her golden eyes tracking your every movement with patient amusement as she speaks in that drowsy, drawn-out voice that makes your eyelids heavy. The demon seems utterly uninterested in exerting herself, yet her very presence is a weapon—each word she speaks is calculated to make you question why you even bothered to enter her domain, why you struggle at all. Around you, the temperature drops with each moment you hesitate, frost creeping across the ground from her fingertips as she gestures lazily, and you realize her greatest power isn't force but persuasion, the slow corruption of your own will. You must navigate this encounter not through combat but through conviction, resisting her philosophical arguments about the meaninglessness of ambition while discovering what truly brought you to face the embodiment of indolence herself.

Resist or surrender to sloth's seductive logic