The disciples of The Seven Sins (Short stories)

Envy

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The sin of Envy is a complicated matter. While all other sins still seem to have their primary patron sin present in their operations Envy is not because they are, at least from our understanding, shattered, contained in artifacts and weapons wielded by an inner circle of mages and warlocks all wielding and passing down fragments of a broken god
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A Shout pulled me from studies in the candle lit room of the library within my masters keep. I know well that he would be in his chambers far from me but it is as if his voice is right over my shoulder ripe with his usual annoying and overbearing regard. A form of powerful telepathy used to communicate and over look his students.

"Too my Study. Immediately" the voice hissed sending a shudder down my spine as I stood. Thankfully his presence left me as soon as I turned and began making my way towards his study.

I don't recall how long I was in meditation searching through the future and past alike. Hours, days? My head felt heavy and I stumbled catching myself on a nearby desk to stop my collapse as feeling returned to my legs at last.

I blink and an additional sense of a fourth delayed blink on the left side of my face told me I had mutated again. A new eye directly above the original slightly above where the brow would've been. It hopefully complimented the one on my left cheek bone as well. At least that was one positive way of looking at my new disfigurement. Once I believe I would've been considered attractive by human standards, black hair, blue eyes, and tall. Not that I remember much of what I used to look like as it is.

Now my body is wracked by mutations from excessive magic use. Additional eyes, a second mouth on my left shoulder, scales along my right arm and left leg, claws had begun forming on the right hand as well plus whatever I couldn't see that had altered within me. Id be considered an abomination now. Not that I care. In time I'd be able to reverse or at least mitigate the effects but even then I don't know if I would. I almost prefer it this way now.

Once feeling returned to my legs I stood again and began walking once more. An almost nauseous feeling plagued me during my reaclimation to the present reality. I stumbled along into the hallway and began making my way towards my masters study. I felt my side as I walked feeling some solace in the fact my dagger was still there. A final line of defense should my master have decided to remove my presence from his domain. Not that it would do much.

I along with every sorcerer here are not here at his beck and call by choice but because we know what awaits if we disobey. Death is preferable to one's soul being mutilated by dark magics. Twisted into a abomination of flesh and magic.

Even so I plot. A small hope born of a vision I had during one of my escapades through time. A spell made to make the tides of magic weak in a spot. A way to let myself strike, but that's not important now. What is important is surviving whatever he's bringing me forward for weather it be conversation or execution.

I continued down the hallway past rooms of other warlocks deep in meditation. Scrying the future or pass. Some convulsing and occasionally twitching. Others slumped over. Long since dead. Some were simply gone. Consumed by their own magic or taken by something neither demon or material. I had grown weary of watching and listening to these people die around me waiting for my turn. Id lasted the longest of any of them so far but I wouldn't last forever.

My severe mutations threatened to shut down my body if nothing is done for them.

"Dytrax" a voice whispered in my ear sending a chill down my spine at the sound of my own name causing me to stop and look behind me only to see the empty hall. I don't remember when I last heard my true name. "Dytrax" I hear it again. It lead into a hallway off to the side of the long hallway I'd walked down. I allow my curiosity to guide me this once and proceed down it towards a door covered in warding runes.