Infinity: Rising of the Soul Weavers

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Panting heavily, Mammon dropped on his knees in his castle, feeling his body shaking like a leaf in the cold winter winds.

"I didn't sign up for this!" He said, his eyes were wide open in fear, almost phobia. "What type of monster was that?" He asked, remembering the little girl's aura.

He was an ancient demon lord who had previously ruled over the demon lands for centuries. How come was he brought down to his knees by such a young and naive looking girl?

Looking into the mirror, he found himself staring at a version of himself that looked terrified as a kid who had just witnessed the murder of his parents.

His yellow reptilian eyes were wide and looked dry as he had trouble blinking, thinking that crimson-purple haired girl was going to attack him the moment he closed his eyes.

His matching yellow hair was short and wet from the sweat he didn't know his body had the ability to release.

"I have to tell 'him'… we have a huge problem on our hands…" he muttered while grabbing a silver orb of weird glass.

Tapping its surface in a specific pattern while releasing a small amount of his mana, he suddenly heard a young yet authoritative voice on the other end.

"Yellow?" The voice called, almost bored. "What is it?"

"My Lord, we have a problem, it's a girl, she's powerful!" Mammon stuttered.

Seeing that, the person on the other side knew something was not right. For a demon lord to act like this meant that there was a disaster approaching.

"Is it Black?" The voice called in disdain and hatred. He still remembers the day he was utterly defeated and sealed away by Black.

He last remembered him as a man, but a demon of his power could easily switch genders if he so desired. That's why he thought it was him even though Yellow had mentioned a girl.

"No, my Lord…" Mammon said, his yellow hair dripping with sweat. "It- it's someone far stronger…"

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"What the hell Black?!" Raven yelled the moment she was able to speak. 

During her little exchange with him, Black had shared his true feelings of loyalty and love towards her as his master, but his actions didn't make any sense whatsoever.

"I need you to explain, everything, from the start!" She said while gritting her teeth.

"Yes, Lady Raven," he said while taking a deep breath. "I- *sigh* what I've mentioned earlier about having defeated Red, or rather Satan, the sin of wrath, was not a lie. Nor was the fact that I have defeated all of the other sins…

"But in order for everything to make sense, I have to go back and explain my story… will you allow it, Lady Raven?" He asked, guilt and hatred could easily be felt in his voice, and were directed mostly towards himself.

"I've already told you to explain everything, from the start, just go on," Raven said with a blank face as she didn't know what to expect. "And look me in the eyes, you're speaking to me, not the floor."

"Apologies, Lady Raven." He said while trying to look at her, which apparently was rather hard for him. "It all started a couple of thousands of years ago, I'm not sure of the exact timing. I was but a young child, living with my family in the demons' red capital when we had heard that our leaders, the seven demon lords, were preparing for a massive war against each other.

"This came as a huge surprise since most of the demons loved all Sins equally, and could not have imagined a time where they would have fought against each other.

"Anyhow, the flames of war exploded faster than we could have anticipated and the general population was by no means able to do anything.

"My parents were two influential demon archdukes at the time, and we were the direct ancestors of Satan, or rather Red. My parents and even my young self were dragged into the war and were forced to fight against the other demon lords' subordinates.

"During one major encounter between Red and Violet, Red was pushed back and would have been forced to submit to Violet also known as Lucifer, the Sin of Pride.

"However… he had chosen to cast a spell that changed the tides of battle… he performed a forbidden spell that sacrificed both of my parents' souls, shattering them and converting them into massive amounts of energy in order to aid him in battle.

"I remember seeing that all happening in front of me as if it was a distant dream… young me saw that and couldn't take it. 

"My parents had so much faith in Red that they weren't expecting betrayal from him. I can still see the looks of betrayal and pain in their eyes… in a way, they were similar to the feelings I made you experience just a few moments ago…" he said, feeling down and almost heartbroken. 

Raven felt bad for him. 

*Sigh*

"I'm not sure what happened at the time," Black sighed, trying to gather his thoughts. "But that was a turning point for me where the person I believed in the most ended up just shattering my hopes and beliefs like they were nothing more than thin sticks under his boots.

"I remember feeling hatred, betrayal, and disgust by just looking at Red. I wanted to punish him and make him pay. I swore an oath to the world that I was going to destroy his soul to pay him for what he's done.

"Not only that. My goal was to kill all of the Sins that have contributed to that stupid war. And to my surprise, the world had acknowledged my oath… I heard the Voice of The World speaking to me."

Raven was surprised at that and had way too many questions to ask, but she decided to let them go for now. She will ask him later. 

"The voice said something about how my will to hate and desire for revenge were admirable, and then it muttered something about accepting my efforts. Shortly after, my body went numb and my vision black.

"My hatred was the source of my power and motivation. I was given the title of the Eighth Sin, the Sin of Hatred, and was given the colour Black." He said while clenching his fists tightly. 

Looking at him, Raven saw how hurt he was, like a bird without his wings. He was suffering.

He looked just like her when she was betrayed by her father, the mayor's husband. 

Black looked so fragile in his moment of weakness that Raven wasn't able to hold herself back.

Approaching him, she simply patted him on the head. Feeling her touch, Black widened his eyes in surprise as he seemed to forget his fear from her.

Looking at her intently with teary eyes, the simple gesture was a show of kindness that he had never experienced in at least a thousand years. 

'What is happening to me?' Black thought to himself, trying to catch the strange water droplets falling from his eyes into his hands and tried inspecting them.