A member of the goddess race screamed in pain as he tore his wings off. Blood streamed down his back as tears washed his face. He cried and cried but not because of the pain but because of why he tore his wings off. After 3000 years of feeling like nothing mattered he walked through the town that was rumored to be near the necropolis where he encountered the grizzly sin of sloth. A knight called Queen.