The Warlord of Envy: Donaster

The Warlord of Pride: Dendricks

The Warlord of Sloth: Lilith Bloodborne

The Warlord of Greed: Vlad the Immortal

The Warlord of Wrath: Cyrus the annihilator

Upon his calling, all the Warlords lay present before the king. Automatically becoming the center of attention by their presence alone.

All of the nobles and ladies turn pale as they stifle a gasp, before scrambling towards the doors with their lives at the top of their minds.

Not long after, the throne room becomes a lot quieter. With the only two staying behind being the king, and his right-hand man, Carnal. The king shifts awkwardly under his throne as a palpable ambiance settles in, while Carnal remains composed, not uttering a word as he observes the new guests with an intensive gaze. 

“You look quite lively, your majesty~” Lilith is the first to speak, greeting the king with a lovely curtsy. 

She dons her favorite attire. An elegant white Victorian dress with an open-top to reveal her smooth collarbone and petite shoulders along with elbow-length gloves. Compared to the last 10 minutes, she appears nothing like the sluggish mess that emerged inside of that desolate mansion.

Alongside her, a pair of glowing, slender eyes peer into the king under the cover of darkness.

“It has been a while, your majesty…” 

Something begins to get dragged from within the shadows. Slithering its way towards the light, until a tiny kitten pops out. Leisurely trotting before it ultimately stops and plops down.

The king shuts his nerves, and begins to speak, “I apologize beforehand for the abrupt call... but as you can see with all five of you here, this meeting is important,” his cold and firm voice resonates across the darkened room.

Glances shoot everywhere, the tension in the air almost becomes unbreathable as Cyrus steps forward.

Sweat begins to drop off the king's face as Carnal's brows furrow. The magnitude of her steps scares away the silence, forcing everyone's eyes onto her.

“Does it surround the rumor that's plaguing the kingdom… ”

Her words leave a mark on everyone's ears, commanding respect, but also invoking fear.

The king gives a hesitant nod, “Forsooth, I'm afraid it's about the hysteria that this ‘rumor’ is creating.”

Everyone's attention gravitates towards the king. Any ounce of easiness coating their faces promptly dissipates. 

King Louis then gestures Carnal to commence, in which he steps up to the order, and begins to speak.

“As you know, a little over a month now, we successfully summoned heroes from another world to aid us in our war,” he begins to stray off from the throne as he recites the events.

“Even though the operation was a complete success... there was one hero in particular… who didn't align with the rest.”

Donaster begins to stretch his back, with his fur flaring up.

“Of course something just had to go wrong,  we can't have nice things otherwise, now can we,” with his off comment floating into the air, he proceeds to groom his paw. 

Lilith looms over him, biting her lip in awe, before swiftly picking up Donaster and embracing him in a big o' hug!

“You're sooo cute in this form!! You should stay like this more often~.” 

“Get this crazy woman off of me!”

While Donaster tries his hardest to escape Lilith's grasp, Dendricks lifts his back off a pillar and shifts his one glaring eye onto Carnal.

“So who was this person you speak of… ” he peers into Carnal's eyes as his frosty breath freezes the air around him.

Carnal comes to a halt, meeting Dendricks' gaze…

“…His name is Axel…” 

Carnal comes to an abrupt halt, having difficulties uttering the words… 

“And he is…  the Grim Reaper.”

His last few words cause any resemblance of calmness to instantly dissipate; setting a dreadful mantle over them that crawls along their shoulders.

Vlad smirks, raising a finger to his lips as he ponders.

“My, my… it has been a while since the last Grim Reaper appeared. Who would have thought it would be reborn again, and within the same generation as Carnal in fact.”

Just as the Warlords become unnerved by the situation, Vlad takes the news as a welcomed surprise.

He earns everyone's attention as Carnal swifts his gaze over to his direction.

“You seem rather confident for something that hasn't been documented within the antiquity of humanity.”

Vlad shrugs it off with a laugh.

“Of course you haven't, I've never written that part of history yet.”

With a snappy remark, he turns to the king, with a smile that never fails to be by his side.

“A grim reaper has the unique ability to garner strength from the dead. If left alone, they can quickly become a problem to both their allies and foes.”

His eyes peer into the king's soul.

“Which leaves me wondering… who exactly is Axel to us.”

The center of attention now switches over to the king. And without falter, he gestures to Carnal to hand him a letter.

“As we would find out, Axel was a demon, and attempted to poison my daughter. After I sentenced him to death, he somehow reappeared in Northrade town. Declaring war and on me, and on the Warlords… This arrived today,” he flashes the letter before them, glancing at the words once more, before mustering the will to speak.

“I have received word that the Warlord of Lust, Yokubo, has been killed… ”

Silence falls upon the room as the Warlords freeze in place. Their worries promptly disappear, however, as they return to their normal state.

Lilith quickly masks a snicker behind her hand, “Oh my, the newcomer has already been killed, quite unfortunate~.”

Donaster springs from out of Lilith's grasp and lands onto the floor.

“I didn't even notice his absence,” says the cat as he stretches his back once more. “Man has the requirements on becoming a Warlord gone low with that one. I called it before and I'm gonna say it again, making him a Warlord was a mistake,” remarks Donaster as he continues to groom himself.

Cyrus glares at the others, forcing them to shut their mouths.

“Regardless of your opinions towards Yokubo, the fact that he's already managed to kill a Warlord in just a month is alarming enough.”

Carnal nods in agreement with her, “and he's hunting the rest of you. If what Vlad says is true, then he might already have Yokubo's power… However, that's not the most frightening part… ”

His brows furrow as his muscles tense up, “it's that he may very well have possession of the Sin of Lust… And unlike Yokubo, if he learns to bring out its power, he can become a real threat to humanity.”

Dendricks takes his back off the pillar, gazing into Carnal. “That's if the Sin itself doesn't eat him alive… God knows it's best to outright avoid them… ”

All the Warlords glance at each other, knowing all too well what his words meant… 

The king lowers his head and coils his hands into fists. Great pain swells within his face as his eyes lack the will to meet their gaze.

“… I once again commend thee for your sacrifice… Thou are paying the ultimate prize for the sake of my people.”

Carnal bites his lip out of frustration and slams his knee onto the floor! Bowing his head with tremendous sorrow.

“If only I was strong enough to take them down all by myself… Then maybe you guys wouldn't have to relinquish your lives to them… ”

Cyrus brushes off their comments, unfazed by the harshed reality they face.

“We knew what we were getting into when we became Warlords. Save the weeping when we're six feet underground. We need the Sins if we're planning to compete against our foes.”

Dendricks walks next to Cyrus, “Then what do you want us to do with this person called Axel? Look for him? We have our agenda busy as it is, going hunting for one individual in a kingdom with millions isn't going to be easy.”

The king dismisses his idea.

“I am aware of your busy schedules, so for the time being, not much will change. Keep your guard up at all times and send one-quarter of your army to search for the reaper within your domain. If he's spotted, alert the nearest Warlord for assistance. And also, keep his existence classified to the public. We don't need any more hysteria spreading around, but you are free to notify any local reeves and shires with the sketches conjured up by the knights of Northrade town.”

Lilith tilts her body with the only thing touching the ground being her snow hair.

“I beg your pardon, but does that mean you're basically letting Axel roam around freely?”

To her remark, he shakes his head.

“I'm currently building up a search party to capture the scoundrel, the most noticeable member to mention will be the Sword Hero, Perseverance…  we are fortunate enough to have him in that search party, but I'm also planning on inviting others as well.”

Everyone falls silent, having no other saying or objection to his answer.

“ …Say, has there been any process for the retrieval of the Sin of Gluttony?” Donaster asks. 

The king glances over to Carnal who promptly answers back.

“We've pinpointed the location around the borders of the Insecta Dynasty… but it's been a few months now since our elite squadron of knights has made any response about their findings.”

The kitten shakes his head, “damn, it's been years and we're still unable to find it.”

Lilith floats over to Donaster before picking him up, and petting his head.

“Don't you worry about it~ It will come to us eventually.”

“Haaarrrhhhhhh!!!”

With a huff, Cyrus turns her back on the king.

“Well, if that's all the meeting was about, I need to get going, I've got a long day ahead of me.”

The king understandably nods.

“Very well then, thank you for your time, you are all dismissed.”

Donaster wiggles himself out of Lilith's grasp!

“Freedom!!”

He yells mid-jump as he transforms into an eagle and flies out the room.

Vlad, Cyrus, and Dendricks disappear on the spot. While Lilith waves at the king before vanishing into thin air.

With their presence gone, the king falls flat on his throne, exhausted.

“I swear I always feel like I'm having a panic attack when talking to them…” he mumbles before wiping off the sweat from his forehead.

Carnal lets out a light chuckle, “Indeed, I share the same sentiment.”

The two wallow in the comfortable silence, appreciating a silent throne room before a thought comes across Carnal's mind.

“My Lord, if you don't mind me asking, who's the next person you're planning on inviting to this search party of yours.”

The king raises his head to ponder, laying his back once more on his throne.

“Very great question, to whom I wonder…”

He takes a couple more seconds to come to a conclusion.

“I think I know the right person for the job… ”

Carnal leans his head forward.

“Who might that be?”

The king smiles, before nodding to himself.

“His name is”