The 8th Deadly Sin

The Dream of Possibility

On the way back Truth had fallen asleep, and drifted into a very weird dream. At first she saw herself training with Wrath. However she was using a sword, something she doesn't know how to fight with.

She realized that she was in a dream. However when she tried to take control and make it a lucid dream, or even just wake up, she realized that she wasn't in control. That's when she started paying attention to the dream.

She saw that Wrath was down on one knee, and scratches were all over him. Then she heard Wrath say "You know pride, you're getting better every day." That's when she realized that her dream wasn't a dream, it was one of Pride's memories.

Then she heard "it's too bad that you barely go on any missions any more." She then heard Pride speak "you know the king made me kill my uncle. I don't want to work under anyone who'll make a man kill his own family. Even if that family member was suspected of being a heretic."

Truth now knew which memory this was. It was of the day he would kill King Lucifer V. The day he would leave the sins.

Truth heard Lust burst through a nearby door. "We have a new order. It's for some kind of dungeon exploration mission" she yelled.

"That sounds fun. Heh, I remember our first job was one of those. We barely come across these anymore. You want to do this one, for old times sake." Wrath said to Pride in an optimistic voice.

Pride shook his head and walked out with both of them. They made their way to the debriefing room. They stood in the room and waited for the other sins.

The door opened, but the ones who opened it weren't sins. They were 2 royal guards who immediately jumped at Pride, with heir weapons drawn. Pride whispered "5th commandment" and everything started slowing down around him.

He drew his hilt, and sliced the air. He put his hilt back in its sheath, then the world started moving like normal again. The guards got hit by the shock wave from the sword, and got cut deep enough that you could see the spine from the front.

He left the room and started to head towards the exit, but he was stopped by the voices of his friends. Wrath asked "do you know who paid theses men to attack you?" Lust asked "is the king finally taking notice?" To both questions he nodded yes, and then finally left the building.

A few minutes later he was standing right in front of the King, standing in front of his thrown. "Why are you here?" the King asked. "You should know, those guards you sent, they were my invitation" Pride replied.

The king sat down in his thrown, and said "I've no idea of any of my guards attacking you." Pride snapped back "you know I'm not that idiotic, or are you just starting to doubt my physical and mental abilities." Then the king sighed.

"Fine, I've tried to summon you multiple times, with multiple fake missions, just to kill you. That or apologize to you, and that I didn't know that man was your uncle." The king finally spat out.

Pride smirked and said "you, the 4th son of the devil slayer, apologize. Not even God himself could see that happening." "Then take my life, if you don't my son will, and he was going to put the blame on your niece. You know the only family you have left, and the one who hasn't seen you since she was born, and the one who can barely survive without that town taking care of her, and your late younger sister's daughter." The king said in a tiring voice.

Pride took the king's statement badly, and stabbed the king. He broke the sword at the hilt, and sheathed what was left of the blade. "Sh..sh..she's in Stregone. I've m..made sure to k..keep an eye on her. Th..they call her Sc..Schola." Those were the last words of the king as he sat there dieing.

Then Pride ran to his quarters, grabbed a bag of his things, and took out a small painting. On the painting was a pregnant woman with a man surrounded by people, with Pride behind the woman. All who were wearing nice attire. It was a picture of his sister's wedding only a month before his niece's birth.

That was when Truth woke up, and was inside the capital. She walked back to the training grounds. She looked around to see if anyone was there to see what she was about to do. There was no one, and as she realized this she dropped to her knees. "He's my uncle. He's my uncle! HE'S MY UNCLE!" she said louder, and louder.