The Sin
The storm outside has quieted to a steady drizzle. Inside, the Devils’ den is lit dimly — one single hanging bulb swaying, casting distorted shadows across concrete walls splattered with old stains. The traitor, drenched, trembling, is tied to a steel chair. His breaths are uneven. His eyes dart — until they land on the corner. Raven sits there, silent, cigarette glowing faintly like a predator’s eye in the dark
Raven
…Is he?
He doesn’t look ready to me
The traitor jerks against the ropes, panic flooding his face. Ghost steps forward, cracking his knuckles. Another Devil presses down on the traitor’s hand, stretching the fingers flat against the cold metal armrest
The first knuckle breaks. The scream tears through the silence, echoing like a curse. Raven doesn’t flinch. He exhales smoke, eyes half-lidded, calm
Ghost
That’s one *chuckles*
Raven
Keep count.
I want him to know exactly how many sins he’s paying for
Another Devil takes out a small blade, snapping the traitor’s nails one by one — not gently, but tearing deep into the quick. Blood seeps, dripping onto the floor. The man writhes, but the ropes bite deeper into his skin
Traitor
P-please… boss… I-I had no choice…!
Raven
You chose to sell me
Raven
You chose to spit on the name that fed you, sheltered you… made you a Devil
He leans forward slightly, cigarette ember flaring. His tone doesn’t rise — it cuts low, steady, venomous
Raven
And for silver coins, you sold your soul
Viper
Boss, should we break the rest?
Raven
Not yet.
Pain without fear is wasteful
Let him taste the dread first
The Devils drag the blade slow across the traitor’s arm — shallow, taunting. His body jerks, screams muffled as blood streaks down. The bulb above flickers, making shadows dance like demons on the walls
Traitor
*screams* I-I swear… they forced me! I didn’t want to—
Raven
Lies are louder than screams.
And both are ugly
He finally stands, tall, immaculate even in darkness. He walks toward the traitor — each step echoing. He kneels, face inches from the broken man’s, voice dropping to a whisper colder than the rain outside
Raven
Devils who betray me… don’t get death
Raven
They get eternity in agony
You sinned against Raven
And Raven does not forgive sins
The traitor sobs, his body shaking violently as the Devils prepare the next round. Raven straightens, brushing ash from his coat as if dusting away the man’s existence
Raven
Carry on
Make him wish hell would open its gates…
because as long as I live, he’ll never reach it
The bulb sways again. Screams tear through the den. The Devils grin in the shadows. Raven returns to his chair, silent, watching — the king of demons in his own inferno
Comments
𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐫
give the traitor a name
cuz he can remind others in the future that if they do the same they'd have a more cruel treatment than (traitor's name)
2025-09-07
0
v𝑒я𝑒𝐍𝐚ᥫ᭡ㅤㅤㅤ
🔥damn-
2025-09-07
2