Ban Seven Deadly Sins Face Novels & Stories

"The two biggest women... They are possessed, Arianna. They recognized both of us. Your guardian put us here to take them back.” "We can't kill them," I murmured nervously. "We're going to be real prisoners if we do that.” "I thought of the same thing," she said darkly. "But you don't know the worst part. Each demon has a kind of aura that identifies him. We, the seven deadly sins, have a shining aura, indicating that we belong to royalty. They, in addition to having already realized that they are possessed by fallen angels and not just smaller demons, have an aura in shades of red, an aura made of pure lust.”

He raises his sword and blocks the offense with a grunt, pushing me back. “Justice!” I yank on her consciousness and pull her back when I feel her anger rising. “You’re going to get us killed!” I gain control just in time to block a combination of strikes. Sin looks like the edges of his form are fraying. As if they are floating and melting into thin air. His glamor is fading. I swing my sword back and pull it around like a baseball bat with the flat side out. Sin tries to block the strike, but the glamor on his sword has faded. What’s left is a flimsy carbon steel sword that looks like I could purchase it at a costume shop, but he doesn’t seem to notice until it bends against my sword.

His dark aura pulsed like a black sun, casting an eerie glow across the tomb. Around him, the spirits of the seven deadly sins—Pride, Envy, Wrath, Gluttony, Sloth, Greed, and Lust—gathered in eerie harmony. They spoke in hushed tones, plotting their next move. They were powerful beings, ancient and destructive, planning to break the barrier that kept them from entering the world of the living, from entering the Christ—the realm they could dominate. "Time is running out," Nihil's voice echoed through the tomb, chilling and commanding. "We must act swiftly. Once we break the seal, we can bring this world to its knees."

There were seven original sins, later known as the seven deadly sins. They were pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, and lust. The first trial Felix went through, the House of Indulgence, was clearly centered on lust. The second trial, the House of Wrath, was even more self-explanatory. With this sudden influx of information, he had learned the names of the remaining five trials, immediately making the connection to the Seven Sins. However, why did the S-tier Malevolent Phantom require someone to fully embody each of these sins?

"You are disrupting a board meeting. You are not a board member. And there are several reasons, dad never made you one. Leave." "I’m a Han!" Seok-jin spat, lunging forward. "I have blood rights! I’ll kill you, you scar-faced bastard! I’ll—" Min didn't move. He simply lifted his right hand and twitched two fingers. From the shadows of the corner, Baek materialized. He moved with the terrifying speed of a striking cobra. He grabbed Seok-jin by the back of the collar and the belt, hoisting the struggling man off the floor as if he weighed nothing.

The fabric clung to her like a second skin, her nipples faintly visible in the cool air. The crowd’s energy surged as the next fighter entered the ring. Riven Kane. They called him the Reaper—six-foot-five of corded muscle, scarred knuckles, and cold, emerald-green eyes that had ended more careers than most men had hot meals. His bare chest gleamed under the lights, intricate tattoos of ravens and thorns snaking over his shoulders and down his arms. He moved like a predator, calm and lethal, ignoring the cheers as if they were background noise.

Reader Discretion is advised. I gasped for air as Maurice and I summoned the Seven Deadly Sins. The little shack we had been given was covered from wall to floor in Sigils and offerings, a testament to our determination. Yet, we were done as we summoned the last of the Sins of my Uncle Wrath, our resolve unshaken. The air crackled with a tension so palpable it was almost tangible. The once-quiet shack was now a storm of dark energy, the air swirling with an ominous hum as the last of the Seven Deadly Sins materialized before Maurice and I.

Caleb asked. “Shortly after I returned home, this one appeared, and he couldn’t stop from groping me. I couldn’t get anything from him other than an extreme amount of lustful words. I couldn’t handle what he was saying, so I made it so he couldn’t speak.” Selene said as she waved her hand again, and the pink-eyed Zeke disappeared. “But how are there two Zeke’s?” Caleb asked. I was seriously starting to question Caleb’s intelligence. Even if I didn’t understand half of what was going on, I could understand that Selene was referencing that each Zeke was the embodiment of one of the seven deadly sins: Wrath and Lust.

Always envying other deadly sins. Beelzebub the fifth deadly sin, a woman with red hair, she is the sin of gluttony. Always eating 24/7. Wrath the sixth deadly sin, a man with golden hair and golden eyes, he is the sin of anger. Always angry for everything. Belphegor the seventh deadly sin, a man with brown hair and golden eyes, he is the sin of sloth. Always lazy. With Lucifer they complete the seven deadly sins, but as Lucifer was no longer in hell they left and roamed around the earth deceiving people.

Often very attractive with yellow eyes but need to be constantly on the go, kind of like puppies. Then there’s vampires. Pale, elegant, weirdly posh, intelligent, bloodsuckers. And who can forget high elves? Tall, beautiful, clear eyes, long lives, connections to nature, natural leaders. Self important bastards to be honest. Like most fairies, I’m on the short side with pointed ears and colourful hair. Mine’s purple actually. But otherwise, I look like my older brother, Russell, and my mother. Slender, pale, grey eyes. Russell’s just me with dark hair and a growth spurt. Normals don’t really have a “look” but if you look at my dad, a middle aged balding white man, you’d say he’s normal looki