Seven Sins System Chapter 715. Coffins
Seven Sins System Chapter 715. Coffins
“Exactly,” I said. “Which means both sides contributed. Willingly or not.”
She looked at me sharply. “You think angels helped with this?” she whispered. I could tell the hesitation. It was an impossible question. At least in the past. But I guess since she already got betrayed too much, now she had started to question everything.
“Not all,” I said. “But someone did. You said earlier—some of your kind believed mortals wanted to reach higher realms, right? Maybe they helped them. Maybe they offered divine energy thinking it would enlighten mortals.”
She went pale. “They used it to build monsters.”
“Yeah,” I said softly. “They did.”
The creature growled low, tail flicking. “They played god. And when the creations turned on them, they buried it all.”
“Or tried to,” I said.
I looked around again — at the unbroken coffins, at the faint hum still leaking from the seals. The back of my neck prickled. “There are more of them.”
Puriel glanced at me. “Alive?”
“Dormant,” I said. “For now.”
The creature shifted, uneasy. “We should destroy them.”
“Not yet,” I said. “We need proof. We need to know how far this went.”
“Proof?” he snarled. “They ate us! They tore wings from angels and horns from demons, and you want proof?”
I didn’t rise to it. Just stared back at him until his growl faded.
“I’ve spent centuries burning things,” I said quietly. “I learned something from that. If you burn too early, the guilty get to hide in the ashes.”
He blinked, the rage slipping from his posture. “I… understand.”
Puriel’s gaze softened on me — just a little. I ignored it.
I turned back to the coffin. The mixed mana pulsed faintly, like a dying heart.
“I can feel it,” I murmured. “That thing we fought earlier — it didn’t escape on its own. It was sent.”
“Sent?” Puriel asked.
“Test run,” I said. “Maybe a field test. Maybe bait. Someone wanted to see how far their creation could go. Maybe they wanted to see if it could reach me.”
Her eyes narrowed. “You think they were looking for you?”
“Who else?” I said with a grim smile. “Wrath, angelic corruption, mortal ambition — I’m a walking prototype. Or maybe their main goal.”
The silence that followed felt heavier than the air itself.
The creature lowered his head again, voice small. “Your Highness… what will you do?”
I looked at the blackened coffin. The cracks glowed faintly under my hand.
“Find who did this,” I said. “And finish what they started. Properly.”
Puriel’s voice was soft, almost cautious. “Meaning?”
“Meaning,” I said, turning toward the door, “if they wanted to merge Heaven and Hell, I’ll show them how it’s really done.”
My eyes met hers. She didn’t flinch this time. Just nodded.
The creature flexed its wings and hissed softly. “Then I will follow.”
“Good,” I said, patting its head once. “Welcome back to the nightmare.”
It let out a low growl that almost sounded like a laugh—feral, rough, but amused. The kind of noise only something ancient and half-insane could make. My tentacles curled faintly behind me, reacting on instinct. But the creature didn't attack. It lowered its wings again, gaze steady on me like a soldier recognizing their general.
Then I turned toward the chamber again. The row of stone slots, those coffin-shaped beds etched with glyphs and laced with silence, were still there. Still humming with dormant mana. Still wrong.
I exhaled slowly and muttered, “Now… we need to snatch the rest.”
My tentacles responded immediately.
All six burst from my shadow, unfurling with that wet ripple sound that made Puriel flinch slightly. Mouths opened at the ends of each one—jagged rows of fangs yawning wide, hungry, ready. They weren’t just for show. These things were built for devouring concepts.
Before she could even protest, they surged forward.
Stone cracked. Glyphs shattered.
Mouths widened.
They ate the coffins.
Bit into the stone and swallowed them a whole. The runes sizzled. Metal reinforcement groaned and folded like paper. The tendrils consumed everything—flesh residue, lingering mana, broken seals, failed spell circles, broken containment fields. All of it got dragged into my core like data into a blackhole archive.
Puriel raised her voice finally. “Wait—what are you doing? That’s evidence!”
“Relax,” I said without looking back. “I’m not destroying them. I’m bringing them to my realm,” I said, standing straight as the last mouth swallowed the final coffin remains with a sickening wet gulp. “I need to study them properly. Safe zone. No holy interference. And this guy’s coming with me too.” I jerked a thumb at the newly-revived bat demon beside me.
“He’s been here too long,” I added. “Too much time in this rot. He needs to re-anchor. And more than that—he’s our first witness.”
The creature perked up, like it understood the importance of what I just said. Good.
I snapped my fingers. Infernal light pulsed through the air like ripples on black water, and a circular portal opened behind me—purple-lined with dark veins, a perfect circle of molten reality leading into a dark, waiting hallway.
“Come back first,” I said to Puriel, glancing at her. “I’ll be back soon.”
She looked hesitant. Still pale. Still wary. But she gave a slow nod.
I stepped through.
The bat followed.
Infernal air hit me like a warm tide.
We emerged inside the gate chamber of my realm—high ceilings, jagged obsidian arches, and pulsing mana veins running across the walls like roots of a living dungeon.
The bat hovered beside me, wings beating slowly.
Then it looked around.
“Why… why is this place empty?” it asked, voice more stable now. “Where are the legions? The guards? The—” it faltered. “The fire?”
I huffed. “Peace agreement,” I said flatly. “My old man cut a deal with the angels.”
The bat froze. “What.”
I gave it a sideways look. “Don’t scream. I didn’t sign it. But yeah. No infernal armies storming the mortal realm. No hellfire marches. Everything’s gone diplomatic now.”
The bat looked like it was about to cry or throw up or both. “The war’s over?”
“For now,” I said. “But you’re missing the important part.”
It blinked up at me.
“You’re home,” I said simply.