The Warp rippled in waves, and within that realm where time and space were utterly chaotic, an enormous domain suddenly took shape.
Exquisitely beautiful buildings rose from the fleshy, bloated wilderness. Unease-inducing structures stood densely packed together, and at their center, six circular sub-realms surrounded the Palace of Slaanesh.
Within this bewildering region, this heretical paradise held an unimaginable allure. From mortals to daemons, all would fall into this grotesque domain and become a tiny fragment of Slaanesh's endless entertainments.
The Ring of Avarice contained mountains of gold reaching toward the arched ceiling of a marble treasury paved with rainbow-like mosaic tiles studded with gems.
Countless glittering gold bricks and diamonds lay scattered across the ground. Of course, these things would change depending on what kind of creature you were, and what universal equivalent your society relied upon to function.
The wealth each person saw was different. Amid those mountains of treasure, starving wretches fumbled through heaps of coins, trying to count their riches.
Sallow, twisted strugglers counted until the end of time, then the treasure collapsed and scattered across the ground, forcing them to begin again.
Those flower-strewn paths also held gilded statues, ranging from daemons to mortals. The dust marks beneath them revealed that these statues had once been flesh-and-blood people, but were ultimately cursed by their own greed and ecstatic pleasure.
A voice came, and the endless treasures were lifted up. "Dear, do you like it?"
"It's all right."
The exchange ended. All the wealth lost its support and came crashing down, smashing every statue and greedy devil.
The second ring was the Ring of Gluttony. Beyond a narrow strip made of teeth numbering in the trillions lay a vast lake of dark red wine.
The lake was dotted with pale islands formed from the backs of