The guards shouted, "Wake up, you dirty fools!" Greed's eyes opened slowly, but his reaction was sharp. "Where is Sloth? Is he okay?" "What's this feeling…?" Greed muttered, trying to gather himself. "Stop shouting… I'm right next to you," Sloth groaned. "Sloth! You're okay?" Greed leaned closer. "Ahh… I'm going back to sleep," Sloth replied, already drifting off. "No!" Silver shouted suddenly. "Wake up—we've arrived
Sloth forced himself upright, his eyes heavy as he scanned the place. "This… this place isn't in the Order," he muttered. Greed frowned. "What do you mean? What is this place?" Around them stood scattered huts, crooked and uneven. Strange creatures moved between them—things neither of them had ever seen before. Silver raised a hand and pointed toward the largest hut at the center. "Your father, boy," he said, a strange smile stretching across his face. Greed's expression hardened. "No…" They were dragged inside. The air was thick. The smell—rot, iron, something worse. They were tied like animals. Sloth let out a low breath. "Greed… if we survive this… we hunt every man in this place." Silver chuckled softly. "You don't understand the Apple." Sloth's eyes narrowed. "I don't care." Then quieter, almost to himself— Your lives will end. In his mind, he had already accepted death. But Greed felt something shift. A presence. Heavy. Watching
Who's there?" Greed said, his voice steady despite the fear creeping in. Silver stepped back slightly, his grin fading into something more… respectful. "Your king," he said. "The Great Leader
His presence filled the room like darkness itself—heavy, suffocating. The Leader stepped forward. "Oh… child. You live." Greed's eyes burned. "Father… shut up." A faint smile crossed the Leader's face. "My own son… meant to kill me. The visions were never wrong." Sloth tilted his head slightly, studying him. "Oh, great Leader… do you know fear?" The Leader's voice was calm. "No." Greed pushed himself to his feet, chains dragging against the ground. "Why?" he demanded. The Leader turned away, as if the question didn't matter. "Silver," he said quietly, "take them away." A pause. "They will meet their end… on the day the Apple was eaten." The guards moved instantly. "Take them!" Silver shouted.