Lust, one of my Generals, and the most sadistic of the seven was always an unpredictable personality.
I have no idea what made me design her that way, perhaps I was looking for a tinge of spice in my dull life.
She loved to see suffering and despair, enjoying as those weaker than her writhe in pain. Unlike Wrath, who only took interest in the strong, she had an insatiable desire to collect weaklings. This made both of them have many clashes in the past.
Looking at things now, Wrath was sure to be upset by Lust's habit, seeing the men ravished by various types of monsters in the large hall I placed her in. However, he controlled himself as his burning glare was fixated on her.
"I will not ask you again... Who are you, to interrupt my fun?!"
Lust glared at us, wondering how we reached her hall in the first place.
"It's been a while, Lust... do you remember me?" I smiled.
