"Desire doesn't whisper—it screams."
> [World Modifier: Soul Corruption Level - 18%]
[WARNING: Emotional stability compromised. Illusions and temptations now manifest as physical threats.]
[Sin Lord Detected: Lust - Archdemon of False Fulfillment]
The transition was seamless—no loading screen, no flash. One moment, the team stood in Greed's collapsing temple. The next, they were surrounded by beauty that hurt to look at.
A palace made of pulsating crimson roses. Statues crafted from living skin. A scent that dragged emotions from their roots. The air felt thick, like it was trying to kiss you.
And in the center of it all…
Lust.
Not a person—an amalgamation. A being with a thousand shifting faces. Every loved one, every longing, every hidden desire. Her voice came from everywhere and nowhere.
> "What do you miss most? I have it. I am it."
---
The Party Fragmented Instantly.
Jayce fell first—not to temptation, but confusion. The world around him turned into the home he lost. A field of carnival lights and laughter. People he remembered hugging him.
He knew it was fake. But he laughed anyway, walked forward—
—and stabbed one through the chest.
"Too many teeth," he muttered. "Real people don't grin like monsters."
Behind him, the fake carnival exploded into flames. The screams were not fake.
---
Kuro's Trial was Silence.
He stood in a room of mirrors, all showing what he could've been. A peaceful farmer. A father. A healer.
But when he touched one?
> [You have sacrificed those futures to survive.]
[Do you regret it?]
Kuro's answer was violence. He smashed every mirror with his demon spine blade. But in the shards—he saw himself still crying.
---
Ria faced herself.
Not her reflection, but her perfect self.
An angel untainted. Halo flawless. No wrath. Just grace.
"I could be that," Ria whispered.
Lust stepped beside her, smiling.
"You still can be."
Ria reached out—
Then slapped herself.
"I earned my fury. I own my sins."
She conjured a blazing hammer and shattered the illusion. Fire rained from the heavens.
---
Lian's Trial was different.
He didn't see illusions. He saw options. Rows and rows of people he'd failed. People he could revive. Lovers he never had. Futures he could claim.
Each one stood in a prison cell.
> "Pick one. Just one," Lust whispered.
> "Save them. But lose your place here."
He stared.
And then… he opened a cell.
He let out a boy. A younger version of himself—before the system, before the blood, before everything.
The boy looked at him.
> "Don't stop now," he said. "You're almost free."
Lian crushed the illusion with one fist.
"I don't want freedom anymore," he said coldly. "I want the truth."
---
The Real Battle Began.
Lust revealed her true form—a spider-like being made of silky flesh and faces, lashing tendrils tipped with stolen voices.
Her battlefield? Emotions.
Each attack manifested as a memory—someone they loved screaming, betraying, begging.
> [Jayce: -10 Sanity]
[Ria: -6 Willpower]
[Kuro: +3 Blood Rage]
[Lian: ??? Trait Activated – "Soul Chain: Truthbreaker"]
Lian's punches no longer hurt flesh.
They broke illusions.
Each hit caused Lust's faces to peel off, revealing thousands of stolen identities. Souls trapped by desire.
Jayce powered through with laughter-as-armor. Ria became a comet of rage, wielding pain as purification. Kuro used his bleeding spine arm to grind away Lust's legs, inch by inch.
When Lust screeched, it wasn't fear—it was ecstasy.
"You broke me. That means you want me," she cooed.
Lian said nothing.
He activated his newest ability: Coin Multiplier: Soul Return x10.
He flipped one of her soul fragments into the air—
And it detonated, returning all her lies tenfold.
---
> [Sin Lord Lust: Annihilated]
[You have resisted the Ultimate Temptation.]
[Unlocked: Soul Mutation Option - "Sin Eater"]
[Unlocked: Hidden Domain – "Garden of the Forgotten"]
[Your Party's Sanity Will No Longer Regenerate Between Battles.]
They stood in silence.
No cheers.
Only trembling hands and dry eyes.
And in the distance… the world cracked.
The final three Sin Lords had merged.
Pride. Wrath. Sloth.
One final battlefield awaited.