The D of S, Cerchi Quattro e Cinque

Place: Just above the Fourth Circle of Hell Time: About five seconds after Balls and TWBS passed Plutus, God of Wealth and Shitty Circle Guard. TWBS: q? TWBS has seen what seems to be millions and billions of souls deep in the middle of a large circular valley. They are

The D of S, Cerchio Tre

Place: Just inside the Third Circle of Hell Time: About five minutes after BALLS carried TWBS out of the Second Circle of Hell. TWBS slowly regains consciousness after having fainted. TWBS: Whut, where am I? BALLS: You are in the Third Circle of Hell. TWBS: What happened? BALLS: Despite me

The D of S, Cerchio Due

Place: Just outside the Castle of Limbo Time: A few minutes after TWBS and BALLS leave the Castle of Limbo. TWBS and BALLS are walking away from the castle and down a dark slope TWBS: So, he was an asshole, right? BALLS: Listen, I'll grant you that I prefer Euclid,

The D of S, Cerchio Uno

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