Welcome to Gula
Sticky floors. Neon skies. Bugs in your teeth. If you’re not dripping sweat and syrup by midnight, you’re not doing it right. Welcome to the City of Gluttony, where more is never enough.
Culture
Gluttony here isn't just about food—it's about overconsumption of everything. Light, sound, touch, taste, emotion. You don’t live in Gula. You rot beautifully.
- Fashion: DIY rave scraps and bug bodypaint.
- Taboos: Sobriety. Restraint. Boredom.
- Sacred animals: Wasps, flies, bees, maggots.
Ruler: Beelzebub
The original party monster. Lord of the Flies. Banished second only to Lucifer. Loves you more when you’re drunk and sparkling. Will kill a god if it interrupts the rave.
Major Neighborhoods
- Sugarpit: Endless open-air rave pit where sugar dust fills the lungs.
- Thorn District: Nectar black markets and underground bars buzzing with life.
- Buzz Alley: Mutant bug tattoo parlors, edible jewelry shops, freefight arenas.
- The Crawl: Sewer tunnels for death raves and forbidden ceremonies.
Events
- The Nectar Crawl: A week-long blackout of nonstop partying. Few return. Nobody is sober.
- The Sugar Flood: An annual rave where nectar rains from the neon skies.
- The Buzz-Off: Fighting pits disguised as dance-offs. If you’re still standing, you’re crowned “King of Rot” for a night.