Chapter 351. Degeneration
Seven Sins System Chapter 351. Degeneration
“It appeared for no reason,” she stubbornly asserted.
I let out a long exhale, my patience wearing thin.
Without uttering a word, I activated my Teleport skill. In an instant, I vanished from my seat and materialized right in front of her. My hands leaned on the back of her seat, effectively trapping her head between them. Our eyes locked, and she couldn't escape the intensity of the moment.
Unyielding, she didn't flinch.
“Say that again. In my face. That you don't love me," I demanded, the challenge in my tone cutting through the air like a razor. It was more than a request; it was an order.
"I don't love you and never will," she asserted firmly. Her eyes locked onto mine, a seriousness reflecting in her gaze.
"That's sad," I responded, my tone devoid of disappointment or sadness. I stated it flatly, emphasizing the indifference I felt. Teleporting back to my chair, I continued, “And disappointing.”
She shot a glance my way, a smirk playing on her lips. "Please don't say you're the one who fell in love with me," she retorted in an annoying tone.
Once again, I turned to her, sporting my trademark annoying smile. “So you believe a devil can fall in love now? Great. Next time you have to believe that we have empathy and compassion," I shot back, not one to shy away from a challenge. Well, we did have empathy and compassion. It was just that our standards were a little different.
Okay, correction. Our standards were very different.
She snorted condescendingly. “I forgot you guys are just heartless creatures who know nothing but to torture and destroy,” she sneered in a displeased tone.
“Pftt!” I held back my laughter. "I fell in love with a succubus once, ya know. But it didn't go well," I confessed. The subtle shift in my tone hinted at the complexities beneath my devilish exterior.
"What happened then?" she asked in obvious curiosity.
I raised my eyebrows and flashed an annoying smile once again. "Now you want to know? Ahahahaha," I teased, reveling in the chance to get under her skin.
“Khhh!” she gritted her teeth in annoyance and stood up from her seat, just about to leave.
“Wait!” I said, a sudden urgency in my tone. That stopped her in her tracks and made her turn to me.
Without waiting for her answer, I used my Telekinesis. My invisible power brought the paper bag containing my lame sandwich and threw it at her. It was like it had become a habit for me to share my morning food with her, and she caught it with practiced ease.
“Here, you forgot that,” I reminded her with a smirk. “We are two entities in this foreign realm. No one understands us here except each other. So, I need you to keep my sanity and remind me of my identity. I don't want to be degenerated into those lowly mortals," I explained with a hint of seriousness beneath my usual playful tone.
Her eyes flicked to mine. "You really think sharing a sandwich will keep you sane in this realm?" she asked, skepticism lacing her words.
I chuckled. "Kinda. It's a bribe so I can tease you around," I said, my tone light but the truth behind the words lingering.
She rolled her eyes but a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "You're delusional if you think it keeps you sane."
I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms. "Maybe I am. But hey, at least it's entertaining. I don't want to degenerate into those lowly mortals ya know. I'm serious here," I replied, smirking as if I had just cracked the best joke in the world.
“That’s another fancy statement from you. You don’t want to turn into them, but you slept with them,” she reminded me, her tone holding a hint of disapproval.
I leaned back in my chair, a smirk playing on my lips. “ didn't just sleep with them. I made them my servants,” I teased, knowing it would irk her.
She rolled her eyes at my response. “That's not the point. You're already living among them, doing their mundane tasks and having sex with some of them. Isn't that degeneration enough?”
I chuckled. “You're missing the point here, Puriel. It's not about what I do. As long as I can retain my devilish charm and superiority, it doesn't matter.”
She raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced.
“Like you, oh mighty goddess, helping mortals with their issues. That's pretty hands-on for a deity, don't you think? But you won't become one of them, will you?” I threw back, enjoying the banter.
She fell silent, a thoughtful expression on her face.
“Exactly. That's the point. I don't want to think or act like them," I stated with a serious tone, my smirk fading. “It’s about maintaining the balance without losing ourselves. We're in this realm for a reason, and that reason is not to become mortal.”
She sighed, acknowledging the truth in my words. “Balance, huh? Sometimes I wonder if we’re maintaining it or just toying with it.”
I shrugged. “Who knows?”
Puriel examined the paper bag, finding the same old lame sandwich. She shot me an irritated look. “Is this a joke? I appreciate the gesture, but seriously, can't you get something more… edible?”
I chuckled, leaning forward. “Hey, beggar can't be chooser. Consider it a unique mortal experience. They often have to endure the mundane and tasteless, and it builds character, or so they say.”
She sighed, clearly unamused. “I'm not here to build character.”
I smirked. “At least you have your breakfast. Consider it a win. Besides…. Maybe it’s a special devil sandwich, designed to test the resilience of goddesses. I should patent that.”
She rolled her eyes, finishing the sandwich with mild disdain. “You and your sense of humor.”
“I need that or I will turn into a boring devil,” I remarked annoyingly.
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