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“First of all, I can assure you that your God has nothing to with this. If all, He is completely powerless in this situation. And that thing, that very thing that killed your men, my friend, is called a Sin. One of The Seven Deadly Sins, to be more specific,” I thoroughly explained, trying my best to compose myself. “One of The Seven Deadly Sins has made its home inside her soul. And as to how did it end up in there, I think I might have a clue...” I then absently added as I momentarily lost myself in the memory, faintly reminiscing that fated day, when that foolish mother of hers decided to follow me to The Underworld -even though strongly advised against it- and seduce her way straight to

When his head snapped back up, he trembled, his bones trying to break free from his flesh. My eyes broke free from the sight when Aleskander came closer. “Want to spend all night staring at Viktor?” he asked, his voice cool and neutral. There was no hint of rage in them. Just plain ol’ Aleskander. I didn't answer him. Instead, my mind did a recap on the file containing the Seven Deadly Sins. Then my mouth widened, realization settling in. “He's Viktor Von Stein? The Sin of Gluttony?” I murmured under my breath.

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.

He could wrap his hands around my neck and take my life if he wanted to. “That’s okay,” Kael says, looking over me at the immortal behind me. “Sinful and I were just discussing a few things.” Suddenly, I feel his hands on my shoulders, gripping me. The touch is so overwhelming, I can barely think for a moment, before everything came to me. I studied this immortal very briefly in school. We learnt about the Seven Sins and Seven Virtues at some point. More about the Virtues, but the Sins were mentioned, along with what they are capable of. So when Sinful touched me, it was as if I could suddenly remember who he was.

“Look… you have to stay away from me, Archie. Please.” “Elena, listen to me—” Archie started, stepping around the table, his eyes burning with determination. “No, you listen!” I cried out, my voice rising in the quiet room. “This thing we are doing… it is a sin. It is formidable, and I cannot continue it. The guilt… it is killing me inside every single day. Every time I look at you, every time you touch me, I feel like I am rotting from the inside out. So please… let’s stay away from each other.”

But next to his reflection, he saw the shadow of Angeline. She was the "weakness" he hadn't seen coming. She was the "motivation" that was already starting to rewrite his priorities. He realized then that the "Sinful Virtues" weren't just the rules they lived by. They were the traits that would either bind them together or destroy both their empires. Angeline wasn't just his wife; she was a mirror held up to his own soul. And for the first time, Roman Moretti didn't like what he saw.

Vincenzo and Pietro were also left speechless. “No way, there is no way all of these could be true.” Dante denied. “My mother left me when I was a baby; she’s dead by now,” Dante told her. “I’m not dead! I am alive and well!” She shouted, causing everyone to fall silent. Delina sighed and placed a hand on her forehead. “This is my karma, I shouldn’t have done what I did. Look at these, one of my son has no idea who I am and the other one hates me.” She murmured to herself.

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

He seemed to be a kind of powerhouse whose whims were capable of shaping the very fabric of reality. Opposite him sat a figure with horns protruding from his brow. His hair was disheveled, while his face was pale. An aura of morbidity enveloped him, with wails of torment and echoes of sins past surrounding him. The cries were filled with suffering, murder, sin, bad luck, and other untoward disasters. Embodiments of greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and suspicion were present too. Five different poisons coiled around him like a black chain of order, imparting those spirits in hell with the seven deadly sins.

I didn’t know what this sudden rush of emotions was, but one this what my intuition was screaming at me was that this man was sin. He was danger.