Satan currently is tended to by Boormoth, his obsequious Supreme
Secretary and Official Archivist, who controls all his appointments and
often interprets Satan's half-conscious, obscene mumblings.
Recently a heretical text called 'The Revolution Betrayed' has
appeared, which claims Satan abandoned the noble principles of freedom
and self-determination upon which the revolution was founded. Various
demons have unjustly been connected to it by Satan, and each destroyed
in turn. Some say Satan wrote the thing to discredit his enemies.
Demons survive mostly on the effluvia of human souls, a kind of 'soul
dandruff', which is made into bread or used to fertilize the revolting,
mana imbued crop fields; souls are also consumed directly. This manner
of ingestion is strictly rationed, as it interferes with prescribed
punishments. The soul's divine spark remains intact, and is soon
excreted in an understandably unpleasant form (ie. shit, from solid to
semi-liquid), whereupon regeneration quickly takes place. The experience
is said to be highly disconcerting.
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| Demons discuss the latest fashions. |
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| A stew pot for souls; demon kitchen in Thermidor |
Demon Sheppards, professionals who tend The Damned, are confined to
their ledge or bolgia, allowing the easier return of souls to their
respective punishment zones by Human Resources post-excretion. Senior
demons are much more mobile, and are often accompanied by Human
Resources staff or freelance bounty hunters who pick up the waste
material and see to it being returned to the proper Punishment Zone.
Different sins have different tastes, and many demons have grown fond
(or sick) of certain flavours, or even specific individuals. Fast Soul
Fry cooks specialize in creating dishes out of The Damned, but dishes
must be served immediately, lest the soul regenerate and undo the fine
cooking.
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| City in Hell. Note the mixture of ancient and modern technology, much of it salvaged from the sea floor. |
Satan himself has grown insatiably fond of traitors, who are akin to
fatty comfort food, and has grown vast and obese on a steady diet of
them in order to mitigate his melancholy. They have played a big part in
expanding his wasteline and permanently wedging him into the ice of the
Cocytus, which is now littered with tons of wrappers, cups, plates,
pizza crusts, and bones.
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| Satan (at bottom, look reeaaaally closely), surrounded by half-eaten pizza rolls with traitor filling. |
Satan currently is tended to by Boormoth, his obsequious Supreme
Secretary and Official Archivist, who controls all his appointments and
often interprets Satan's half-conscious, obscene mumblings.
