Seven Deadly Sins

No Man

Now let's focus a li'l bit on the Sins shall we?

Neon yellow eyes observed the scene before him, aura hidden and figure shrouded by a high tree as he eavesdropped on the conversation the two men were having.

Not for long, he felt a powerful presence beside him, diminishing into something unrecognizable and finally quieting into a lone silhoutte with bright red hair, the color being highlighted by the full moon above.

"Anger is within them?" was Greed's greeting to Wrath, who merely nodded once with furrowed brows, intent on listening in as well.

Greed leant back to rest against the thick bark of wood, peripheral vision focusing on Wrath's ethereal face, eyes illuminated and glowing in the dark of the night.

"One man is rich, while the other he has wrapped around his pinky," the Sin explained to the younger one, head tilted slightly to the side in interest. "The rich man is angry at the poor one, and you're here because of him, I presume?" Now, his eyes landed on the Frog's Sin of Greed, who smirked in confirmation.

"Yess," he hissed, twisting his upper body to gleefully see just in time the rich man punch and kick the ragged one to the ground, delighted to witness the act of violence with a grin of pure evil written on his face. Beside him, Wrath's aura grew powerful and sinister with each flame of anger the rich man emanated.

"Fool," he chuckled, shedding his human form to emerge as the Sin he was, all red and potent with the flames of anger covering his entire bear-like body, the two men jumping in fright at the ominous new presence.

"Wh- who are you?" squeaked the rich man, and that was all he said before Wrath worked his magic to squeeze the soul out of the corrupted body, his eyes glinting as he devoured the petty meal, swallowing with an audible gulp.

The same happened to the poor man, but this time Greed was the one who garnered power, his hair flashing a nice blond with yellows teasing the sides, outfit more extravagant than before.

Wrath took a moment to relish in his newfound strength, and tested out his power by blasting a garbage bin to smithereens, the object immediately consumed by flames and burning hotly with a fire as wild as Wrath's inner rage. He smiled smugly.

"The only thing left to do is conquer the world," he said in a sure voice.

Greed frowned.

"But what about the human mortal?"

Wrath rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"She will never be strong enough to defeat us."

"You seem very sure, hyung."

"That's because it's a fact," he snapped, a small tongue of fire lighting up at the top of his head. "See you around, dongsaengie."

With a flash of fire, Wrath was nowhere.

Greed rolled his eyes- if only to hide the hurt his older brother unintentionally inflicted upon him- before disappearing, leaving the lifeless bodies sprawled on the ground, forgotten and stained by their sins.

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In another part of the world, Pride blended among the low life forms, working to gain back his full power. He realized that keeping his real form would deplete his energy faster, and so opted to succumb to his human form, if only to regain more power and last longer than drain away the few of his life force by staying in his real self.

"Ugh, how disgusting," he said to himself as he spotted a street child digging for some scraps in dumpsters.

Well, he supposed, poverty was an issue in itself, and a hard one to solve with a snap of the fingers.