God.
God, who shows mercy.
But the evil that savors the evil, the pungent sins.
"F-fuck!" The men were scared as they frantically searched the area. The fat man was breathing unevenly and sweating despite being cold.
They ran, leaving the fat man alone, who was slow; he ran, but slowly, breathing heavily, and was disgusting.
Then it began to turn. The fat man panicked as he stumbled. The four men ahead were faster, yet they were scared, with fear in their wide eyes.
The path ahead began to spiral, the walls wavering, bending.
"G-god! Please!"
Pray.
They began to pray.
The fat man dropped onto his knee and bowed hard, his head on the cold ground.
"P-protect me!! Oh father! God of the universe!!"
Desperation.
Then screams.
"W-hat!"
Screams of pain.
"GOD"
"FORGIVE ME!"
Voices echoed all around, and the men huddled, covering their ears from the screams, pains, desperation, and despair.
The men were crying out, praying, begging.
Then everything became silent, as if no noise or screams existed.
The black liquid began to leak out of cracks, making the men scramble up and run, regardless of how endless it was.
Hungrey
Sins
Visceral, black, tentacle-like appendages formed from the liquid. Mouths, equipped with teeth, began to appear, and individuals started to speak, communicate, and eat.
"G-god please!"
The men were frantically praying harder as they cried, their mouths twisting into taunting smiles.
God?
God won't save you.
God abandoned you all.
Tentacles have a Liquid-like quality with a wet, glossy sheen, giving the impression of a living, shifting substance.
They coil and move restlessly as the mouths on it snap at the men, the mouths would catch their clothes, but they ran, ripping their clothes to save themselves.
One man was grabbed by the neck, the tentacles wrapped around the neck tightly, the man grasped, frail their hands in panic.
But the next moment, a person appeared.
Midas smiled sinisterly as he got closer and opened his mouth. The man's eyes went white as his mouth was forced open. A red soul, with darkness, released a stench of decay.
He swallowed the soul.
"Y-you! Devil!" The fat man yelled as he backed away. The other three men ran, screaming as the tentacles grabbed them, wrapping around their bodies like a snake.
"G-god!"
"H-help me!"
Next thing, their eyes went completely white as their bodies convulsed, the souls of the three left their bodies and flew into Midas' mouth.
"Delicious~" Midas licked his lips as he looked at the fat man backing away, fear, scared, hopeless.
Midas began to be covered in black liquid, like webs wrapping around his body. His eyes are a vivid red.
A pair of large, dark, curved horns spiraling upwards and backwards grew on his temples.
"D-devil!" The fat man's eyes widen as fear is etched into his heart.
"I go by many names, Devil, Mephistopheles, in many religions." Midas's eyes gleamed predatorily. The dark liquid began to return to the cracks, the mouths gone, the tentacles gone.
"But...they call me, Satan, Lucifer, but I am far~ far more sinful than that crow"
Midas chucked as he walked close. In an instant, he grabbed the man by the neck, and the black liquid splattered onto the fat man.
"Your soul is mine~"
The fat man withered.
Soul.
Eaten.
At home in the penthouse, Midas returned to find his sister, mom, and Elise asleep on the couch. He checked the time.
"I... took longer," he shrugged and took the girl into the master bedroom, where the bed was massive.
Red sheets.
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The next day, Japan.
Midas was wearing a button-down black shirt with grey pants. It wasn't tight, but it revealed that his body was perfectly lean and muscular for a seven-year-old.
He stood out amongst the crowd, 6'2", especially with his sun-kissed skin, under the beautiful sun, his piercing blue eyes, and his white, messy hair.
Evey's woman turns to catch a glimpse and take a hidden photo, yet Midas can sense it all: lust.
Every person is lustful. They all fall under that sin.
"Midas!"
Midas turned to the sweet, beautiful voice. He had to admit that, besides Love-chan, there was someone he recognized back in middle school.
"Ah, Tsukimi-chan. I didn't know you were coming as well." He smiled bashfully, but his eyes were on that red string. Both the girls had them, but Love-chan's string was turning black.
Now this was somthing he didn't expect.
"It's good to see you as well, Midas," Tsukimi stuttered, staring at Midas' blue eyes; her blush was a dead giveaway to him.
But why did these two, Love-chan and Tsukimi-chan, have a sinful body? Well, curves are so tempting to hold.
Their breast were big and round. Love-chan's hair was shorter, black, just below her shoulders, while Tsukimi-chan's was longer, black, just reaching her ass.
Tsukimi-chan was taller than Love-chan.
Yet he understood one thing.
'To hold feelings for so long, yet I can sense the danger towards them'
"Modas! Come on~" Love-chan grabbed Midas' arm, yet he could feel how her body temperature rose, squeezing his arms.
Tsukimi-chan, being shy, walked beside them.
"You're...going to the same high school as us, right?" she said, tucking her hair behind her ear, showing her neck.
"Yeah, summer is almost over."
Both girls thought one thing.
'I'm going to confess'
[Sorry for the late chapter~]