He didn’t even open his eyes all the way anymore. Always half closed, or half opened. Laying forever at his bed, as if he was bound to it.
She entered the room to sit by him.
“Let’s go, Sloth,” she spoke, but her voice was no longer gentle.
“But I don’t want to. I’m tired,” he whined. He rolled himself to her.
“You’re always at your bed,” she responded.
“But I always am tired. And you know it too.” He looked up at her. Though he was a small child full of purity, only with the deadly violet venom filled his eyes.
“You aren’t tired, you’re just lazy. Besides you don’t even need rest. Now get up, you have to help me perform *miracles* at Lior.” She made a beautiful smile as she always did, just now without a hint of innocence.
“Do I absolutely have to?” he replied as his hand went through her white bang to her deep black hair.
She stood up, and looked at him. The red serpent touched his cheek, and he flinched.
“This is order by Mother and Pride, and yes we have to go.” She was by the door now, waiting for him to get up.
“Alright, alright.” He stood up and moved out of his room. It’s been awhile but everything was still the same. Except for the burnt cheek he received from the former Holy Saint. But that was gone too, soon as the door was shut.
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