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𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄
"Why stay in a horrible world, when you can stay in a long dream world?"
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{{ The Test of Sloth }}
The pilgrims were exhausted. After confronting six of the Seven Deadly Sins, the physical and mental burden of the journey was beginning to weigh on them. Their minds were filled with memories of the challenges they had faced, the temptations they had resisted, and the illusions they had shattered. The burden of dealing with these powerful entities accumulated, and each step felt heavier than the last.
After a long walk, with the sun already starting to set on the horizon, they spotted an inn that looked welcoming and bustling. It was a simple but inviting structure, lit by torches and surrounded by travelers of all kinds. Sounds of laughter, conversations, and songs could be heard from the outside, offering a momentary relief from the tension building up on the pilgrims' shoulders.
"Finally, a place to rest," said Bajie, wiping the sweat from his brow. His steps were more sluggish than ever. Wukong, despite his agility, also showed signs of weariness, though he tried to hide it behind a confident expression. Tang Sanzang, the monk, appeared the most drained—not physically, but spiritually.
As they reached the entrance, they were greeted by a man of strange appearance. He was a hybrid of a human and a cat demon. His feline eyes glowed in the dark, and his lazy posture reflected the disinterest he had in his guests. With one hand, he made a vague gesture for the group to follow him.
