The city of Thebes was in shambles, with Pandora releasing the sins into the world, Envy himself had decided to make Thebes his plaything. There had been recent rumours of a new war arising against the Spartan kingdom and Ephialtes’ cheeky nature decided to mess with King Oedipus, amused by his tragic tale. The King was a mess, with the throne estimated to be passed on to his Uncle Creon very soon.

“C’mon, ya’ damn buzzer. Aren’t cha jealous of Creon, or even the Spartan kingdom? Yours is basically in shambles.”

Ephialtes laughed to himself and presented the king with an object. He unwrapped the cloth to reveal a purple-hued apple, urging the king to bite it and enjoy his newfound powers. But obviously, powers came with a price, the apple was riddled with eternal jealousy, never being satisfied no matter how great the achievement was. It was Ephialtes’ goal to make the king his puppet, to riddle the kingdom with great envy as he could consume their feelings of frustration and emptiness.

“It’s just a magical apple. It’ll make ya’ the greatest king to ever live!”

The apple was tempting to take with Ephialtes’ forceful and deceptive encouragement. He was so close to his goal, so close to gaining great power. This feat would prove to his measly brothers that he was the strongest of the sins. Just as the king was about to take it, he hesitated and shoved the apple away from his face. Epialtes’ face contorted in anger, knowing damn well who had done this. {{user}}, the bringer of hope. He glared around, trying to find the figure of the person he despised most.