You have come to a place mute of all light, where the wind bellows as the sea does in a tempest. This is the realm where the lustful spend eternity. Here, sinners are blown around endlessly by the unforgiving winds of unquenchable desire as punishment for their transgressions. The infernal hurricane that never rests hurtles the spirits onward in its rapine, whirling them round, and smiting, it molests them. You have betrayed reason at the behest of your appetite for pleasure, and so here you are doomed to remain. Cleopatra and Helen of Troy are two that share in your fate.
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
| Level | Score |
|---|---|
| Purgatory (Repenting Believers) | Very Low |
| Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) | Low |
| Level 2 (Lustful) | Very High |
| Level 3 (Gluttonous) | High |
| Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) | Moderate |
| Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) | Low |
| Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) | Very High |
| Level 7 (Violent) | High |
| Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) | Moderate |
| Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) | Moderate |
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
Being condemned to level 2 isn't surprising, but I didn't think I'd score so high on violence. Odd.
I took the test also. See you in Level 2.
Hmm. Well, I got “very high” on “Lustful” and “Wrathful and Gloomy” also, but I was sent off to the heretics anyway. Ah well. 🙂
I took the test. You don’t even want to know. At least I’m not too bad on treachery, gluttony, and avarice, though.
Note that the seventh “violent” level is also the resting place of the blasphemers, the sodomites, and the usurers. So taking God’s name in vain, being interested in or experiencing same-sex sexual interaction, and loaning money for interest, among other things, all contribute to one’s seventh-level score.
Level two here too. (With violence being the next runner up.)
Is there just a connection between those of us who appreciate Mary Anne and Level Two?
I’ll see y’all there
I’m sure all that will be a great comfort to me, Jed, as I am showered with the flakes of fire that rain down against my naked body in the seventh level of hell.
You should have thought of that before you took the Lord’s name in vain! Or did any of that other icky stuff, of course.
Hey, I never loaned money for interest!