Seven Sins System

Seven Sins System Chapter 376. Strange Sounds

Closing my eyes, I tried to shut out the hunger pangs. But even in the darkness behind my eyelids, the image persisted—a lavish feast spread out before me. In my mind's eye, I could almost taste the succulent meats and rich wines, could almost feel the warmth of the hearth and the soft cushions of my throne. But this was not my realm.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

'Damn,' I thought to myself. 'How long has it been since I ate that...' I thought, trying to dredge up memories of the last time I sat down to a proper meal in my own palace. It felt like a lifetime ago.

Was it five months? Six?

I couldn't help but feel the longing for the lavish dinners and decadent banquets that were once a regular occurrence in my realm. Back then, even for me, indulging in fine dining was a rare treat amidst the chaos of my responsibilities. But now, trapped in this cell, the memory of those feasts felt like a cruel joke.

It was frustrating, and more than a little sad, to think about how much I missed those moments of luxury. A devil who seemingly had everything, yet bound by duty and obligation.

But then, buried deep within the recesses of my mind, a nagging thought crept in—the reason why I kept myself so busy, why I threw myself into my work with such reckless abandon. It was a defense mechanism, a way to stave off the darkness that lurked within me, threatening to consume me whole.

In the silence, I could almost hear the echoes of my past, the whispered temptations and the savage desires that once drove me to madness. I shuddered at the memory, the taste of regret bitter on my tongue. No, I couldn't afford to let my guard down, couldn't risk succumbing to the darkness once more.

I let out a long, heavy breath as memories of my past deeds flooded my mind. The image of the late lord of sins' lifeless body being torn into by my tentacles' mouths. It was a gruesome sight—one that still haunted me. I could vividly recall the horror etched on my father's face as he witnessed my descent into madness.

The thought weighed heavily on me. I knew that if I allowed myself to sink too deep, there might be no coming back.

But in my quest to suppress the madness within me, I had become something else entirely. Cold. Egoistic. It was a label I had grown accustomed to, one that seemed to follow me wherever I went. And perhaps, in some ways, it was true.

Yet, it wasn't as if I had a choice in the matter. Suppressing the madness meant suppressing all the deep emotions that threatened to consume me. It was a necessary sacrifice.

But even as I embraced my reputation as a heartless devil, I couldn't shake the nagging doubt that lingered in the depths of my mind.

I forced myself to push the emotions aside, to bury them. As the lord of wrath, I was all too familiar with the destructive power of anger. But even as I wielded that power, I knew that I had to keep it in check. I couldn't afford to let my anger consume me.

It was a frustrating paradox, to be the embodiment of rage and yet forced to suppress it to a mere whisper. But it was a necessary sacrifice, one that I made willingly in order to maintain control over my own mind.

'Ha,' I scoffed internally. 'I should stop thinking like that. You are a devil, Azrael,' I muttered to myself. I hated it when my mind threw a party without my consent.

Slowly, I pried open my heavy eyelids, the darkness of the cell enveloping me once more. Hunger gnawed at my insides. 'Ugh,' I grumbled to myself.

With a resigned sigh, I considered my options. Going out to find food was risky, especially since my wallet was stolen by those pesky mortals. Stealing seemed like a viable solution, but I doubted Puriel would be keen on letting me out while she remained confined.

I glanced over at Puriel, noting the skeletal figure beside her with a mixture of curiosity and disgust. 'Should I eat that?' I mused. A prince of darkness reduced to contemplating dining on bones—it was a pitiful thought.

But just as I resigned myself to my hunger, a strange sound reached my ears.

- Crutch---Crutches.

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