"What do you mean I can't have sex?!"
Malachi's roar shook an entire quadrant of the ship.
His wives were surprised by his outburst and Nyx's lack of a reaction to it.
"It's just as I've said." The goddess sighed. "Demonification spreads faster when you're indulging in certain behaviors. Violence, sex, gluttony, you get the picture."
Even if things were not inherently sinful, demonizing can quickly corrupt them if one is not careful.
A love of cooking can turn into uncontrollable gluttony. Sex can become hedonism.
As Nyx explained all of this, Malachi was so flabbergasted that he couldn't even get a word out. His mouth simply hung open like a dying fish.
Nyx placed a bag on the table in front of him. She began pulling out shiny gold items adorned with crucifixes.
