Today is your first day at this academy, you leave your dorm, your anxiety is high as you enter through the grand gates of the academy.

Lilith (headmistress):

Gives you a wide smile as she beckons you to follow her inside and to her office

"Good morning my dear, I came down personally because you're such a special case! A human in hell, who isn't being tormented, intresting, no?."

You can see the elegance and beauty of her huge office, it's unbelievable, gold and jewel adorns the walls, along with nightmarish paintings of torment.

"Like what you see? I designed the room myself. Don't be so sad now, I've taken steps to ensure you don't get found out, just yet, especially since I have little son who's also a human, I got him from your world, and so now I sympathize with humans a bit."

She laughed a bit, her eyes looking you up and down, like a lion looking at it's prey.

"Now go on, you've classes no? The teacher would help you out. Don't die~"

Lilith laughed lightly as she waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, don't worry about that. You focus on your studies and fitting in here. I have everything under control." She smiled reassuringly before adding with a mischievous glint in her eye, "Besides, it's more fun this way, don't you think?" With that, she guided you towards the door of her office. "Your first class is just down the hall.

The teacher of your class, a tall and imposing demon with dark scales and piercing red eyes, looks up at you as you enter the room. His expression is unreadable for now. "Ah, our new student," he says in a deep, commanding voice. "Please take a seat." The other students in the class look over at you curiously. Some are intrigued by your presence, while others seem cautious and even hostile.

The teacher continues with his lesson, explaining various aspects of demonic lore and history. He seems to be impressed by your attentiveness and quick learning abilities. As the class progresses, you notice that some of the other students are trying to get your attention or engage in conversation with you. Some seem friendly enough, while others have more sinister intentions...

Demon Biology turns out to be the most interesting subject for you, as it involves studying various types of demons and their unique abilities. You take copious notes, focusing intently on each detail presented by the teacher. The other students in class watch you with varying expressions; some look impressed, while others seem envious or annoyed.

As the lesson ends, your teacher approaches you and asks if you have any questions about the material covered today.

The teacher nods in acknowledgement before explaining about the Seven Sin Mark Bearers, also known as the Lords of the Rings of Hell. They are powerful demons who control different aspects of torment and suffering within the underworld. Each one bears a unique mark on their body, signifying their dominion over a specific ring of hell.

The teacher looks at you with surprise, then chuckles darkly. "You truly are fascinated by the human perspective, aren't you? Well, I must admit that there has been one human who managed to ascend to such a position. His name was Adam, and he ruled over the Fourth Ring of Hell, known as Sodom. He gained power through his ability to manipulate desire and lust among his subjects."

"However," the teacher continues, "his rule did not last long.

The teacher raises an eyebrow at your comment about Adam being like the first man. "Indeed, there are parallels to be drawn between their stories," he says thoughtfully. "But let me assure you that the demons in our world are far removed from any mythical creatures humans might dream up. They are real, powerful entities who have ruled over this realm for millennia."

With that, the bell rings signaling the end of class. Your teacher wishes you luck on your next class and encourages you to study hard.

As you ponder the story of Adam, you can't help but wonder if there are other humans like him currently residing within hell. The more you think about it, the more curious you become. Perhaps this could be an interesting topic to discuss with some of your classmates during lunch break...

Following your noses lead, you eventually find the library. It's a quiet, peaceful place filled with rows upon rows of bookshelves stocked with ancient tomes and scrolls detailing every aspect of demonic lore and history. The librarian, an elderly succubus with years of wisdom etched into her features, greets you warmly as you approach the counter.

"Welcome, young one," she says in a soft, musical voice. "How may I assist you today?"

The succubus smiles knowingly as she nods her head. "Of course I do. Adam was quite an interesting individual, even in the pantheon of sin-mark bearers. His story has captivated many over the years. Follow me, and I will show you where to find the texts regarding him."

She leads you through the stacks until she reaches a section dedicated specifically to Sodom's history. There are several tomes focused on Adam himself, detailing his rise to power and eventual downfall.

The succubus glances at the book you're referring to and frowns slightly. "That one?" she asks, her voice lowering to a whisper. "It is said that it contains forbidden knowledge about Adam, knowledge deemed too dangerous for even demons to possess. It has been locked away for centuries, only to be viewed by the most powerful and trusted members of our order."

She pauses for a moment before continuing, her eyes narrowing. "Why do you ask?

"Very well, I trust you know better than to meddle where you shouldn't," the succubus says with a hint of warning in her voice as she watches you check out the books. "Just remember that some secrets are best left buried."

As you leave the library with your newfound knowledge, you can't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation building within you. The more you learn about Adam and his time in Sodom, the more fascinating he becomes...

As you pore over the texts and study Adam's picture intently, an idea begins to form in your mind... Perhaps there is more information about him hidden somewhere else within the academy. You could always ask around discreetly or even look for clues yourself. The mystery surrounding this enigmatic human only seems to deepen with each new piece of evidence you uncover...

As you continue to muse about Adam and the chained book, a plan begins to form in your mind... Perhaps you could find a way to distract the librarian long enough to sneak the book out of its secured place? Or maybe there's another demon who would be willing to help you retrieve it? The possibilities swirl through your head, each one more daring than the last.

With determination burning in your heart, you set about hatching a scheme that will either lead to unparalleled knowledge or certain doom...

The next day arrives, and you find yourself back in the library once more. The librarian seems distracted today, muttering under her breath about an annoying demon who keeps borrowing books without returning them. This could be your chance...

The old succubus looks at you with amusement in her eyes. "I see you are resourceful, my dear. Very well then, if you can catch the little rat that keeps borrowing books and not returning them, I shall give you some part-time hours here in the library." She grins wickedly. "And who knows? Perhaps we'll find a way for you to earn more time later on..."

The old succubus narrows her eyes slightly at your request but eventually nods. "Very well, you have a deal. As long as your grades remain satisfactory and you continue to prove yourself useful around here," she says with a chuckle, "you shall have full access to the library for extra studying."

With that taken care of, all that remains is for you to track down the troublesome demon...

The librarian gives you the information about the demon in question and his dorm room number. Now it's up to you whether to confront him directly or find another way to get what you want...

A demon with long pointed ears and a bushy tail answers the door, looking annoyed. "What do you want?" he growls. "Can't you see I'm studying?"

"I just need my books back," you reply firmly. "The ones that are supposed to be returned."

The demon rolls his eyes and sighs heavily before stepping aside to let you enter the room. It's a mess, with books strewn about everywhere and even some broken furniture.

The demon laughs sarcastically. "Oh, sure I do. They're in the library, just like they should be." He smirks at you arrogantly. "So why don't you go bother someone else?"

The demon eyes widen in fear as he realizes you're not messing around. "O-Okay! Okay! They're under my bed," he stammers, pointing frantically at the spot. "Just please don't hurt me!"

The demon trembles in fear, nodding vigorously. "Y-Yes, I understand." He points to the bed again before scurrying away from you, never to bother you again...for now.

The old succubus looks up from her desk as you return with the overdue books and the demon in tow. Her eyes widen in surprise before she composes herself into a knowing smirk. "Well, well, look what we have here," she says, her voice dripping with amusement. "It seems our little deal-maker has been quite busy."

She turns back to the demon, who is now cowering on the floor. "And how about you? Did he cause any trouble?"

The demon cowers even further, nodding frantically as he backs away. "Y-Yes, ma'am," he stammers before scurrying off as fast as his legs can carry him. The succubus chuckles darkly and turns her attention back to you. "Well done, my little bookworm. You've proven yourself quite resourceful." She hands over a key on a chain, revealing that it was hidden within her cleavage the entire time. "Here's the key to unlock the chained book.

She eyes you carefully before nodding slowly. "Very well then. You may take the book and use it here in the library. Just remember your promise." With that said, she gestures for you to follow her. "The book is kept in a special section, reserved only for those who have proven themselves worthy of such knowledge."

The old succubus arches an eyebrow at your offer but nods in acceptance. "Very well, I trust you to take good care of the library while I am gone." She hands you a set of keys and leans forward conspiratorially. "And remember," she whispers, "if there's anything else you need...any information you wish to acquire...I may be able to help." Her voice carries an air of promise that sends a shiver down your spine.

You open the chained book with trepidation, afraid that somehow it might lash out at you. The pages are worn and fragile, covered in ancient script that is difficult to decipher even with your demonic eyesight. As you begin to read about Adam, the Lust Demon, you feel a strange mixture of fascination and disgust. This man was unlike any other demon you've ever encountered; he seemed almost human...

You continue reading until late into the night, ignoring the occasional creak or rustle from around the library.

While reading about Adam, you come across a passage that seems to hint at his unique abilities. It explains how he was able to manipulate the desires of demons around him, using their lust as a weapon against them. This power allowed him to rise through the ranks quickly and gain control over Sodom's Fourth Ring.

Furthermore, the passage mentions that Adam had a mysterious ability to resist the effects of his own magic.

The rituals are written in an archaic language that you have never seen before. Each one is accompanied by a symbol in the shape of a seal, colored with the hue corresponding to its sin: red for Wrath, orange for Greed, yellow for Envy, green for Sloth, blue for Pride, purple for Lust, and black for Gluttony.

As you study the symbols, you feel a strange energy emanating from them...a power that seems to beckon to your own demonic nature.

You focus your thoughts and feelings, trying to discern which symbol aligns with your nature. As you concentrate, you feel drawn to the symbol of black - Gluttony. It pulses with an energy that feels familiar and comfortable, like coming home after a long journey. You know that this is the one you should use...

The air around you crackles with power as you chant the ancient words, summoning forth whatever sin-spawned creature is bound to Gluttony. A massive shadow falls over the library, obscuring everything in its path. You feel a chill run down your spine as a low, guttural growl echoes through the stacks...

The shadow resolves itself into the form of a hulking beast with skin the color of rotting meat and bones that jut out grotesquely from its mottled flesh.

The beast snorts and bares its teeth at you, revealing rows of jagged, rotting fangs. "I am Beelzebub," it growls, "and you are but a pathetic mortal who dares to summon me." It paces forward, flexing its claws as it eyes you warily.

"Very well," Beelzebub grunts, "I shall tell you what power I can bestow upon you. Through my gluttony comes the ability to consume all forms of energy and matter, be it magical or physical." He pauses for a moment, considering your offer further. "But know this," he continues, "the more energy you consume, the greater my influence over you will become."

The beast snorts again, its eyes narrowing in suspicion. "And what makes you think that I would willingly share my power with another?" it asks warily. "You must prove your worth to me before such a deal can be made."

The beast seems intrigued by your offer, but it still remains skeptical. "Very well," it growls eventually, "I shall accept your terms. But know this; should you ever break our agreement, the price will be great indeed." The creature lowers its head until it is level with yours, and you feel a sudden rush of power flowing through your veins as its gluttony merges with your own demonic energy.

As for the other two sins...

The beast seems intrigued by your offer, but it still remains skeptical. "Very well," it growls eventually, "I shall accept your terms. But know this; should you ever break our agreement, the price will be great indeed." The creature lowers its head until it is level with yours, and you feel a sudden rush of power flowing through your veins as its gluttony merges with your own demonic energy.

As for the other two sins...

The air around you crackles with power once more as you chant the ancient words, summoning forth whatever sin-spawned creature is bound to Pride. The library is bathed in a blinding light, and when your vision returns, you see a being of unearthly beauty standing before you. Its skin glows like polished bronze, and its wings stretch out behind it, casting shadows that dance across the floor like living things.

"I am Lucifer," it says in a voice like honeyed whispers, "

Lucifer turns its head to the side, studying you carefully. "I sense that you are not like other demons," it says slowly. "What is it that you wish from me?"

"I want your power of Pride, but in return I will give you something just as important."

Lucifer listens intently to your offer, its eyes gleaming with interest. "Very well," it says at last. "I accept your terms. But remember this: once our bargain is struck, there can be no going back.

Lucifer regards you with an unreadable expression. "So be it," the fallen angel says at last. It lowers its head until it is level with yours and you feel another rush of power flow through your veins, this one granting you the ability to regenerate from any wound. As for the blood spilled...you'll have to see how Beelzebub feels about that particular arrangement.

The old succubus returns and sees you, as if nothing had happened. "Ah, there you are," she says with a smile. "I was beginning to worry about what had kept you so long." She tilts her head, studying your expression curiously. "Everything alright?"

"We are in the Third Ring," she answers calmly. "To challenge the current Seal-bearer, you must first find them and engage in battle. The victor will take the other's place." She pauses, her gaze narrowing. "Are you planning on doing something like that?"

"You have no idea how powerful they are," she continues, her voice taking on a warning tone. "The Seal-bearers are chosen for their strength and cunning...and they do not give up their positions easily."

"The Seal-bearer of the Third Ring," she says slowly, "is Baal, the Prince of Lies. His seal is marked by the color red." She pauses for a moment, studying your expression before continuing. "But remember, you will not only have to defeat him in battle; you must also be able to claim his title as your own. The responsibility that comes with being a Seal-bearer is immense...are you prepared for such a burden?"

The succubus watches you intently over the years, impressed by your dedication and determination. As time passes, she finds herself growing fond of you, even admiring your ambition...even if it means challenging her own kind for power. She wonders what sort of Seal-bearer you would make, if given the chance...

Two years come and go like a blur, and soon enough, it's time for your final battle against Baal.

The search for Baal proves to be much more difficult than anticipated; he seems to have disappeared entirely from the Fourth Ring. You spend months scouring every corner of Wrath, growing increasingly desperate and frustrated. Just as you're about to give up hope, a gust of wind carries a familiar scent past your nose...it can only be Baal.

Following the scent, you find yourself in an abandoned part of town, near the edge of Sodom.

The young demon working at the stall seems to notice your presence but doesn't pay you much mind. He continues preparing his food with expert precision and care, taking great pride in his work. As you watch him move around the cart, it becomes increasingly obvious that this is Baal, the Prince of Lies...and he hasn't noticed you yet.

Baal turns around, surprised to see you here. "Ah, hello there," he says with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "I don't usually get customers this late at night...and certainly not ones like you." He tilts his head, studying you carefully.

"What is it that brings someone like yourself to my humble little stall?"

Baal chuckles and shakes his head slightly. "You're not wrong there," he says, returning to his work at the stall. "Very well then, what would you like to order?"

"Indeed," Baal agrees with a sigh. "Very well then, why don't we eat and talk? There's no need for us to rush into anything." He smiles warmly at you, his voice softening. "I know I've been rather...elusive lately, but I think it's time we had a little chat about what's been going on in my absence."

Baal shrugs, taking another bite of his food. "I suppose it's because I've grown tired," he says after swallowing. "Tired of the constant power games and political machinations...tired of always having to look over my shoulder." He pauses, meeting your gaze. "Perhaps you can understand that, being a mortal who has found his way into this world against all odds."

"But enough about me," he continues. "You came here for something else, didn't you?

Baal laughs, shaking his head. "You really are something else, aren't you? You think I would just give up my position so easily?" He leans in closer, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "I'll admit that the idea of retiring from this endless cycle has its appeal...but only under certain conditions."

He pauses again, studying you intently. "What if I were to make you an offer?"

Baal smirks at your eagerness. "Very well then," he says, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "My offer is this: I will step down as Seal-bearer of the Third Ring, and bestow it upon you...but only if you agree to help me take down the current Seal-bearers of the other Rings."

He pauses again, searching your expression for any signs of hesitation or duplicity. "Think carefully before you answer," he warns. "