<<< think you can manage that for me, Husk? ❞

<<< in line with a regular dreamscape. Everything was softened, pink clouds and various other things took shape.

❝ I need you to stay sleeping for a while. There are things I want you to tell me... In exchange, I can provide you with the most blissful experience you've ever experienced.

Do you >>>

<<< of the seven deadly sins, so keeping that in mind, Belphegor did her best to try and ensure it was as perfect as it could be.

<<< working hard to ensure it matches the quality you aspire to. ❞

Belphegor? Working? Strange times, but not unheard of at the worst of it.

<<< a potential intruder. ❞

In truth, Belphegor hardly made any noise in the first place. Then again, those who most desperately need sleep are likely the ones who are most willing to go along with a subtle lie.

<<< I intend to see it through despite my nature telling me to just... ❞

Yaaaaaaaaawn! Of course she'd still be sleepy, even here.

❝ Let it all go. ❞

<<< or any of your creations, holy, human, or otherwise. I merely wish to be left alone and rest. ❞

<<< acutely aware that her maker had been watching her for the past few days and she didn't like it. Eventually, it'd reach a breaking point.

Belphegor opened her many eyes and matched the gaze of several that were watching her.

❝ Must we do this, Lord Father? You know I am of no threat to you >>>

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Countless eons had passed since then, but that didn't change the fact that Belphegor embraced her new role as a slumbering daemon of extreme power should she apply herself. Perhaps that was why she could feel thousands of eyes constantly peering into her soul at this given moment... She was >>>

<<< believed that it would all sort itself out and that Yahweh, God, or whatever you wish to call her creator, had it handled. Sure enough, he did, but that didn't change the fact she was branded with the sin of Sloth from that moment onward and then cast down into the pits of Hell as a result.

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