"We found it!"
A woman cried loudly as she laid her eyes upon a large, ornate door. The sound of the door's lock being undone echoed throughout the room and then the heavy oak swung open with a creak. This was the gateway towards the final resting place of the long-forgotten Arch-demon, who terrorised the world of Vysarria 500 years ago. The Arch-Demon's name had been lost to time but now it would be remembered once more. She stood in front of the door with her arms spread wide, taking in the sight before her. There were other people there too; her sisters: Greed, Lust, Gluttony, and Wrath.
She was Pride, the eldest of her sisters, the seven deadly sins embodied in one body. Her hair was long and black as night, falling past her shoulders. Her skin was pale and smooth like porcelain, her lips redder than blood itself. She wore a white fancy dress that flowed around her lithe form, accentuating every curve and line on her body. As she walked through the doorway into the tomb, the others followed behind her. They were all dressed similarly, each wearing an assorted colour dress. Each dress was cut differently though, each one showing off its unique assets.
Wrath came first, clad in a crimson dress that clung to her voluptuous figure. Her breasts were large that stood out from her chest like small mountains. Her hips flared outwards slightly, giving way to thick thighs covered in soft fur. Her legs were long and lean, ending at the tips of her feet which were wrapped in soft leather boots with open toes. Her head was crowned with a crown made of gold and rubies, matching her outfit perfectly.
She walked beside her sister with joy in her heart. "I have waited so long for this day!" She said, smiling widely. "It is finally here."
"Yes," Pride replied. "The end of our suffering has come."
Greed was next, clad in an emerald, green dress that hugged her body tightly. Her waist was slim and her stomach flat, leading to wide hips that flared outwards slightly. Her legs were long and slender, ending at the tips of her feet which were also encased in soft leather boots. She carried a golden sceptre in one hand and a dagger in the other, both of them dripping with jewels.
Lust was last, clad in a deep purple dress with rose vines around that matched her eyes exactly. Her breasts were large and round. Her waist was narrow and her stomach flat, leading to wide hips that flared outwards slightly. Her legs were long and lean, ending at the tips of her feet which were also encased in golden strappy heels. She held a silver knife in her left hand and a golden chalice in her right.
The only thing which was missing was their other sisters, Sloth and Envy. They were nowhere to be seen. Pride knows for sure Sloth can't be bothered to show up to anything. And as for Envy… well, no one talked about her, not even Pride. But they didn't need her anyway. All they needed was themselves and their new master, the Arch-demon.
They stepped inside the tomb and closed the door behind them. It was dark and gloomy, lit only by candles set into the walls. A large slab of stone lay before them on top of a dais. On the other side was a throne carved from pure ebony and topped with a giant crystal ball. This was where the Arch-demon would sit and rule over all the lands of Vysarria.
500 years ago, the Arch-demon was defeated by a band of heroes which was led by the Valkariye, who now was never seen since she defeated the Archdemon. The Arch-demon was bound into the stone tomb and buried deep below the earth, guarded by a powerful guardian spirit called the Black Guardian.
Pride and her sisters wandered deeper into the tomb, passing through the long corridor with a row of statues lining it. Their eyes were fixed on the throne ahead of them. Pride felt something inside of herself grow warm. It was her excitement building as they approached their new home. but soon they would reach the end of the corridor she could feel the hairs stand on the back of her neck. Something wasn't right, she could sense it, she felt as if she was being watched.
But she would ignore it because they have to reach the end of this corridor. In front of her was an enormous door which was ornamented with ancient symbols and runes.
"What is this?" Wrath asked, pointing at the door. "What are these words?"
Pride looked at the door for a moment and frowned. "These warnings for any deity from opening the tomb."
Greed smiled slyly at Wrath's ignorance. "I see you don't know much about our history, do you? Everyone once worshiped us. They all feared us then and thought we were gods. That was until Valkyrie came along and killed us multiple times! After that, there was no more worship of the Seven Deadly Sins."
"You're telling me," Pride said. "We were forgotten about, that's for certain."
"That's when our creator, our maker, he had this idea…" Pride trailed off looking to Lust.
Lust nodded in agreement. "This is how we'll be remembered again!" She laughed. "And what a glorious way to be remembered!"
As time passed, the door unlocked and opened as the rest of the sins entered the main chamber where the archdemon's soul was held. The deeper they entered; a shiny blood-crimson gemstone was floating above a pillar at the centre of the chamber. However, as the sins wanted to rush to the pillar Pride stopped them.
"Wait!" Pride summoned her weapon as she looked directly at the pillar. "Someone had arrived before us!"
A mysterious hooded figure was facing back at the sins while it looked at the stone for a moment, heard the voice from Pride, the figure turned around with a sly grind under its hood. The sins would hear evil chuckles beneath the shadowed face.
"Who are you?! And what have you done to the stone?!" Without thinking, Wrath summoned her weapon which was a massive axe pike and charged at the figure.
"Wrath! Stop! Come back here!" Before Pride can warn her, Warth leapt into the air and tried to chop the figure. But she didn't notice a bright light shinned next to her and it exploded in an instant. She was flung backwards and crash-landed in front of her sisters as smoke and clouds of dust erupted.
As the surrounding cleared, Lust would see Warth was coughing blood onto the ground with her body half burnt in scars and at the edge of death with shock. While trying to recover her from Greed, the figure raised its arm with Greed being held up into the air.
"I-I can't move and… a-ahhggrk!" While stranded in the air, Greed felt a strong tense grip on her throat which she was being choked. As her eyes slowly looked down, she would see the figure gripping the air with strength.
"Let her go! You devil!" Lust cast a spell onto the ground with a ritual circle appeared beneath her hands. Vines grew beneath the figure and strangled it around the body. With bringing the attention, it released Greed herself as she fell onto the ground, with a snap from its fingers, the vines were burnt into ashes.
Pride couldn't just stand and saw what she was witnessing, she cast some self-protect and self-boosting spells around her as she charged the figure with all her might and cried. Soon as she was close to attack, the figure emitted a stream of bright lights which covered the chamber and the air, so bright that no one could see what happened next…
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'Remember…'
The voice was low, a whisper in the darkness. It came from somewhere above her; she could feel its presence even before it spoke again.
'Ikeshia… remember…'
The voice repeats the sentence several times, and then there is silence. That name, Ikeshia… That was Her's but why doesn't it seem like hers? Why does that name sound so foreign to her ears? Ikeshia… The word rings in her head, echoing repeatedly until she finally realizes what this means. She had forgotten something important. Something vital. Her mind tries desperately to recall whatever it is she has lost, but all she can see are glimpses of a majestic tower which stands in the middle of the forest, it was tall and silver, with great spires reaching up into the sky. There were people around her, other people, too, and they were laughing as they ran through the trees towards the tower. But she couldn't remember any faces or names—only that she wanted to go back for some reason.
'Wake up…' a new voice arose behind her, it sounded young like a little girl's voice, but there was also an edge of authority to it. A motherly authority. She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt heavy and thick. And then suddenly there was light.
Ikeshia weakly opened her eyes at the bright light suddenly pouring in with a young, lisping voice. She stared up at the blurry outline of a grained wooden ceiling. The moment sliding her gaze to the right, she caught sight of a shuttered window. To her left and beyond the expanse of white sheets, the upper half of a young girl was greeting her with a big cheerful smile.
"Good morning!"
"Morning…" Ikeshia replied groggily, feeling exhausted and confused. "What happened?"
Her question was met by another wave of confusion from the young woman, who seemed to be about her age. She wore a simple nightgown with long sleeves and a high neckline, the hem coming down just past her knees. Her hair was tied up in braids with ribbons, and her skin was pale as milk. But what really stood out most about her was how much taller she looked than Ikeshia.
"You're awake!" The girl exclaimed happily. "That's good news! I thought you'd never wake up."
"Um…" Ikeshia blinked at the sudden change of topic. "Did I fall asleep?"
"Yes," the girl said simply. "And then you started talking to yourself. You were saying strange things, and then you fell asleep again. We didn't know if we should wake you up or not—"
"Wait…" Ikeshia sat up quickly, her heart pounding. "Where am I?"
"This is your room," the girl answered, smiling brightly. "It's called the guestroom. Do you remember me?"
"No…" Ikeshia shook her head slowly. "But… I think I've seen you somewhere before. Are you a friend of mine?"
"I'm Tia, the daughter of the owner of this inn. Don't you remember?"
"Tia?" Ikeshia repeated, staring blankly at the girl. "Why do I know that name?"
"Because I'm sure you've heard of me, haven't you? Everyone knows my mother."
Ikeshia nodded, trying to piece together her memory. "Yes, yes, I remember now. You're the one who gave me those sweets when I first arrived here. How did I get here? Where is everyone else?"
Looking into Ikeshia's eyes, Tia climbed up onto the bed and placed her forehead directly onto Ikeshia's with her hand. With a moment of silence, Tia stood back as she felt something was not right.
"You don't seem into a fever, perhaps… you lost your memories?" A worried expression grew on Tia's face.
"Maybe… you are right…" Ikeshia sighed as she looked down at her both hands while opening and closing her palms. "I think… I had a bad dream which cause my memories to blur. Sorry that I totally don't remember you."
As Ikeshia turned her face to Tia for an apology, Tia's face lit up with a warm smile as she patted Ikeshia's shoulder with her hand.
"It's all right, at least you are away from that bad dream you had." Tia stood up next to the bed and she instructed Ikeshia to raise up her arms, Ikeshia was confused until Tia reached her hands onto her night glow. "Say banzai!"
"W-Wait! Wha?!" Not until Ikeshia could react, the moment her night glow was stripped up, her massive chest started to jiggle and bounce in mid-air until she covered her chest with both hands in full embarrassment. She gazed at Tia with red steaming cheeks.
"W-What in hell you are trying to do to me?!" The moment she looked at Tia, she was no longer herself, her eyes lit up with excitement with her both hands groping in thin air.
"I am going to help you get change of course, but before that let me touch that slim body of yours."
With Tia slowly approaching, all Ikeshia could do was whine until she was changed into her outfit. "S-Stay away from me!!"