Chapter 71: No One Will Die… At The Moment
"Why is it so fucking hard to find a meat sack?!?" growled Pride as he stared at the mirror in front of him. Why couldn’t the fucker understand that there were more powerful beings walking the Earth?
If he had asked to be the most powerful human...
Nope, that still wouldn’t work. As much as he might hate to admit it, Pride was no more powerful than the rest of the sins... they were all on the same level when it came down to the nitty-gritty.
And the meat sack couldn’t really think that he could stand a chance against the Four Horsemen if they decided to come calling... right?!?
And there was Demeter’s son... but he wasn’t all that in tune with his Godly half, so maybe Dante could take him in a fight. But why fight if you didn’t have to?
"Probably because you only chose pricks?" suggested Greed, appearing beside him. The two of them watched the stand-off going on in the lounge of the Dragon’s Lair. "To be fair, you are a prick, so it stands to reason that you would pick meat sacks with your personality."
"Like you aren’t just as bad as me," sneered Pride back. "Why hasn’t your meat sack been nearly as frustrating?"
"Did you hear the part where they are pricks? They have enough pride to attract you to them, but that means that they think they don’t need anyone," pointed out Sloth as he appeared on his throne.
Resting his cheek on his fist, his eyes closed, Sloth let out a loud yawn. "Besides, you technically picked our meat sacks, so you really can’t complain."