Seven Deadly Sins

It was another day of tediously training the army for Pride.

'I should not be wasting my time here with these trash' he though, as he watched over the Demon Lord's troops doing drills.

Demons took all kind of shapes and forms but the ones training under Pride, one of the Seven generals, were particularly hefty and big -as someone would expect from the vanguard unit. Entirely different from their commander who could pass for a human if not for the black horn sticking out from his right temple.

Demons were once members of other races. If their remains have not been properly burned and had some sort of lingering grudge at the time of their deaths, they might come back years later as Demons. The strongest their Magic Power the more they would resemble their previus race - or so the story goes - but Demons always some unique characteristic that differentiate them from other races. Eyes, wings, a tail...

'Or a horn' thought, scrathing the back of his head and sighing loudly. He was inmersed in his own word, completely disregarding his duty of training the Demon Lord's soldiers.

While he was thinking a small creature, resembling a black ball at the size of a fist with wings and a mouth that spread through half it's body approached him.

"The Demon Lord commands your presence" it said in a erie voice.

Pride flinched at the words "commands" but nodded his head to the black ball and without word started walking towards the meeting room in the royal palace. It wasn't very far from the training grounds so he decided walk at his leasure, in order to calm his anger.

He was angry... Very much so. The ball's words had shaken him. Rebellious thoughts kept coming to his mind. The fact that he, the Great Pride had to take orders, infuriated him to no extend. He tried to push all his thoughts to the back to his head.

'That's right, it's nothing new. It's nothing to be mad about. It's just that part of my soul acting up.' he kept telling to himself.

'This is not who I am. A few words are not enough to lose myself over to that part'

As he was calming himself, a giant hand slapped him in the back.

"Why are you looking so gloomy for? It's finally time! We are finally marching to battle again. This is what we've been waiting isn't it?" A loud females voice rang through the corridor.

"Wrath... It's just a meeting, don't assume it's war every time, it is annoying"Pride said in responce looking at the woman with disgust at his eyes, as he started to put his long black hair in order as it became unshapely due to the slap he received.

Wrath. She was another one of the Demon Lord's Seven generals, the embodiment of wrath and the second eldest general after Pride. She was a gargantuan woman, with blond hair, dark skin and shining red eyes. He dark purple plate armor and her horned helmet which was in her hand, as well as an enormous axe - placed on her back - that seemed to be able to split anything in two just by weight alone gave her an air of intimidation worthy of a great general.

'Just a hotheaded gorilla' thought. His eyes looking at the giant woman as if she was trash.

Wrath face stiffened at that look but she didn't respond with anything and looked forward. She started talking about many things such as "It's been a long enough time since the last war" and "The time is right" but Pride completely ignored her and after his hair was in order started walking again towards the meeting room.

The giant gate to the meeting room, just next to the throne room was black and decorated with gold straight lines. Pride waited for the two guards to push the doors and entered with Wrath.

"It seems we are the last to arrive" said Wrath in her usual loud voice.

Pride closed his eyes out of annoyance and started walking forwards. All of the Seven generals were there now. Pride gave a look of annoyance to Sloth. A seemingly young woman at her teens, with glasses and colorful green hair, laying on what seemed a big floating pillow...

'Sleeping as always' he thought, his eyebrows twitching.

Envy didn't miss that, giving him a warm smile. In contrast to her name, Envy was kind and have gave comfort to those talked to. She had red hair, dark skin similar to Wrath's and a tail. No matter who looked at her, he or she would agree that she was a world class beauty. She was not a very good fighter, but she had an uncanny eye for tactics and strategy. She was the only worthy of respect in Pride's eyes. A Demon who won against the "gift" she received from the Demon Lord and isolated her sin, not letting it defy who she was. She passed the trial which Pride was still very much struggling with. Sometime these feelings of respect would be twisted as hatred, because in his mind she was above him even if that was only in one point.

Pride didn't return that smile and shifted his eyes to the others. He met Greed's eyes. He wore leather armor and had two peculiar scimitars at each side. His black hair paired with his bat like wings and long elven like ears gave him a menacing look. Greed was a savage of sorts. He enjoyed taking other's possessions with violence and was always looking for a fight. How can a trash like him be a faithful dog to that Demon Lord, was a question that always came to mind whenever he saw him.

'A contradictory existence. His nature should have him set on taking the Demon Lord's seat.' but that was not the case.

He looked away and saw Gluttony, gobbing something and then leaking his fingers. He was close in height to Wrath but his body was not that of a warriors. In Prides mind, all deviend human nobles propalby looked like him. Fat, blond hair and unkept beard full of bread crumbs and the like. A disgusting being which he no longer wanted to look at.

Lust seemed to have taken the form of an elf woman this time. It was a shapesifter and could take any form it desired. Beasts, demi-humans, humans or other demons. Even ancient creatures that did not appear on this world anymore. Unfortunately its magic power and physical strength remained the same as before the transformation, otherwise it might have been a bit stronger. Its specialty was infiltration missions with its shape sifter squad and its hobbies included sneaking into various creature's villages or lands and committing adultery.

'To lower itself to the standards of other races... I guess trash is trash no matter what form it takes.'

Male, Female it seemed to have no real preference, since it was not male or female to begin with. It's true form was only known to the Demond Lord, Wrath and Pride. That was because they were all present at the time it was born. Or reborn as Lust might be the correct thing to say.

It was a room full of Demons Pride hated. But they also clinged to him as family at times. Him as the eldest brother and the strongest of the Seven who was looking after them in their mind. He did not hate that feeling at least. The one person he hated above all else was-

"Thank you all for coming" a girls voice echoed through the meeting room "my dear Seven Sins" the Demon Lord said.