"And you'd be right, good sir! Why, I certainly didn't choose this form!" He gestured to himself. "It's a more visible form of punishment but there are others. My good friend Husk, for example, was an alcoholic in life among other things. That falls under Gluttony, so in addition to a form he utterly despises he's cursed with the need to drink and drink and drink and never reach that golden moment of satisfied drunkeness. The only respite he gets is when he's blackout drunk but that's only temporary. Then comes the hangover, sobriety, and that eternal need for a drink.

"Each Sinner has punishments tailor-made for them. One might be able to periodically dull the sting through distraction through all seven of the Sins or through trying to build a life for themselves in Hell, but they can never escape their punishments. And if anything, the daily grind is just as much a punishment as those tailored specifically for them."

He leaned towards Mikotoba. "Tell me: What do you do for a living, my good sir? Have you plans for the future, for life after you decide to end your career?"