Seven Devils Inside

CHAPTER 1

The Seven Deadly Sins were known throughout the city as the most ruthless gang around. Their leader, Pride, was a towering figure with a reputation for being unbeatable. Envy and Greed were his top lieutenants, always hungry for more power and more territory. Wrath was the enforcer, known for his quick temper and even quicker fists. Sloth was the group's hacker, always finding new ways to steal and cheat. Lust and Gluttony rounded out the group, their vices always leading them astray.

Together, they ruled the streets with an iron fist. No one dared to cross them.

But on this particular night, something was different. A new player had arrived in town, and they were determined to take down the Seven Deadly Sins once and for all.

As Pride strutted down the sidewalk, the sound of gunfire suddenly erupted around him. He and his gang scattered, seeking cover behind parked cars and dumpsters.

"Who the hell is shooting at us?" Pride growled, peering over the hood of a car.

Envy crouched next to him, her eyes narrowed. "I don't know, but we need to take them out before they take us out."

Pride nodded, signaling to the rest of the gang to follow him as he charged towards the source of the gunfire. But as they rounded the corner, they were met with a shocking sight: a group of seven people, each representing one of the deadly sins.

There was a smug-looking man with a crown of thorns, clearly embodying Pride. An emaciated woman with green skin represented Envy. A rotund man with a bottomless pit for a stomach stood in for Gluttony. A hulking brute with flames in his eyes represented Wrath. A slothful-looking person with matted fur represented Sloth. A seductive woman with snakes in her hair represented Lust. And a greedy-looking man with gold coins pouring from his pockets represented Greed.

The Seven Deadly Sins stared at their counterparts in shock, unsure of what to do. But before they could react, the new group attacked.

As the gunfire and fists flew, Pride knew that this was a battle they couldn't afford to lose. He gritted his teeth and threw himself into the fray, determined to come out on top.

But as the night wore on, he began to realize that this was a fight they couldn't win. The embodiment of the Seven Deadly Sins were too powerful, too entrenched in their vices. And as the sun began to rise on a new day, Pride knew that their reign as the top gang in the city was coming to an end.

As he lay on the ground, battered and defeated, he couldn't help but wonder what the future held for the Seven Deadly Sins. Would they be able to turn over a new leaf and redeem themselves, or would they continue down their destructive path? Only time would tell.

They woke up the next morning feeling disoriented and confused. Pride was the first to stir, his head pounding as he sat up in bed. He looked around, trying to remember how he had gotten home. The last thing he remembered was being in a fierce fight with a group of people representing the Seven Deadly Sins.

But as he looked down at his body, there were no bruises or injuries. He felt completely fine, aside from the pounding headache.

"What the hell happened last night?" he muttered to himself.

Envy groggily stirred next to him, rubbing her eyes. "I have no idea," she muttered. "But I have a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach."

As the rest of the gang slowly woke up, they all had the same confused and uneasy feeling. They couldn't remember anything after the fight had started, but they all had a sense that something was off.

"We need to figure out what happened last night," Pride said, determination in his voice. "We can't let whatever took us down get the upper hand again."