Roxy's POV
Three days.
Three whole days since the Hansel Estate imploded, since Gluttony roared through me, and since Greed burst opem like a piñata of sin and candy in my hands.
And yes… three days since I miraculously got saved by Akira's 11-ton laser hammer slamming us through the planet's crust like a meteor. (He has yet to shut up about it.)
I stayed unconsciousness most of the time. I couldn't even feel my limbs. And three days of hearing the faint, angry growl of Wrath and the soft, hungry coo of Gluttony inside my bloodstream with Pride just being a big whiny baby. Oof. Controlling sins is one of the most haunting thing of all.
Sorry, Humans. I perhaps looked too down on your species.
When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Cyrus. Even though my whole body ached, I knew his armor was off as his soft lap was my mattress.
"Roxy…?"His voice chimed with concern but questioning too.
