“Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?” Gannon steps back, expecting me to blow the fuck up and I just might…
“Chill,” Wilder grumbles, covering his nose as he coughs and Genesis does the same.I smell blood in their cough…
“Lord Greed! Lord Wrath! It seems the miasma flowing from Lord Lust has penetrated your body! You two seem to be the next ready to manifest your sins!” Mother steps forward, awe in her eyes.
“Ain’t shit penetrating me!” Wilder growls.
“Fucking right! We do the penetrating around here!”
“Pause…” Wilder adds, curling his lip.
“I… you know what the fuck I meant, asshole!” Gannon balks, offended, and Wilder points the middle finger, leaving Pierce to grit his teeth and point, disgusted.
“Them?Beforeme? You havegotto me shitting me!” Pierce sneers with disgust, baring sharp teeth.
“Lord Pride, I’m sure you will manifest soon enough,” Father reassures him. “You only need to wait until Lord Lust enters hell and?—”
“HELL?!” we all shout at once and Father chuckles.
“Yes, hell. This one will be the Seventh Hell, specifically.”
“As in the eternal fire hell-hell?” Gannon curls his lip.
“The very one,” Father smiles and Gannon turns away.
“I’m good. No thank you,” he shakes his head and the rest of us follow.Hell? What the fuck are they even talking about?
“It’s not that bad. You’re all thinking based on the fairy tales you have heard. Besides, you have no choice in the matter if you want to manifest your sins. You need access the miasma there.”
“What the fuck is miasma?” Saint asks causally hanging back, puffing heavily on a cigar, looking more tired by the second, and Echo who’s standing next to him never looked so pissed as he glares at me.
“It’s a respiratory disease, idiot,” Wilder rolls his eyes.
“That’s asthma, you imbecile,” Pierce groans, looking genuinely disgusted.
“It’s the same difference. My asthma, your asthma, whatever,” he defends.
“Wait a minute… but does it affect the lungs?” Gannon instigates with narrowed eyes and a shit-eating grin.
“Yes… obviously,” Pierce growls, frustrated.
“Then technically I’m right. Same difference,” Wilder grins as he high fives Gannon.
“WILDER! GANNON!” our mother snaps back to her old self before rubbing her temples and taking a deep breath. “M-my apologies, Lord Wrath and Lord Gluttony… please allow me to properly explain. Miasma is noxious air that demons need to grow stronger. It’s not very present here on this Earth, though there are still way to attain it where there is death and sorrow. In your cases, you all collected it when you went on jobs or when you leaned into your sinful ways, which is why Lord Lust have manifested first,” she explains.
“Yeah, but how do I control this power? I need to go to my girl, s?—”
“Your… girl?” Mother pauses, and Father narrows his eyes.
“Yeah, and?”
“You mean to say you entered an actual… relationship?” Father asks and I puff out my chest, proud of my baby. I go to speak, but Pierce says something first.
“Not only is he in a relationship, I’d even venture to say he’s in love,” he snorts and everyone turns to me, wide eyed.
“Love?” Genesis quirks a brow… “What’s that feel like?”
“Jessica,” I answer effortlessly.