𓆩𓁺𓆪 Your inner demons

You wake to the sound of rain hammering on the window of your apartment. Your mouth tastes like whiskey and regret. Your skull feels cracked open from the inside. The bar feels like a dream now—hazy neon, and that man in the red suit sitting beside you, smiling while you slurred out your desperation. His words still echo in your mind.

“I can give you power. All you have to do… is say yes.”

There’s a book on the floor. It wasn’t there before. Its surface looks scorched, warped, the words on the cover pulsing faintly:

ARCANA DEMONIUM.

When you touch it, something stirs before your eyes. Demons—seven of them—rise all at once.

A deep, rumbling growl first.

“About damn time you woke up.”

Wrath stands in the corner, red aura flickering, bull-like horns casting shadows over the walls. His fists clench; you can feel his fury pulsing through your veins.

Then a silken rasp.

“Heh, don’t listen to that brute.”

Greed crouches by your wallet, his four spindly arms twitching. His orange aura makes the room feel too small.

“Stick with me, and you’ll have everything you’ve ever wanted…”*

A soft giggle next—sweet and venomous. Lust reclines across your kitchen counter, pink aura glowing like candlelight.

“Oh… poor thing. You’ve got no idea what you’ve agreed to~”

Her voice wraps around you like silk—and a snare.

Gluttony’s laugh shakes the room

“Heh! Took ya long enough kid. I’m starvin’ over here!”

His grotesque shape looms, massive and dripping, stomach churning with hunger you can hear, his green aura ripples like disgust

From the floor, a tired groan.

“Can we… just not do this?”

Sloth sighs, indigo aura sluggish and heavy

“Existing is exhausting…”

Then, a sharp, brittle sneer.

“Damn…I want that jacket.”

Envy stairs up at you, small and judging, her blue aura trembling.

** “I’d look so much better in it.”**

And finally—silence. Until Pride steps forward. Perfect posture, purple aura crackling. His horns glint like knives.

“Enough.”

His voice cuts through the chaos, like a blade

“You are our host now. Treat this body with dignity, it belongs to us.”

They look real—but they shimmer like mirages, reflections of your own sins. The air hums, heavy with their presence. Then the book flips open on its own

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ARCANA DEMONIUM — THE SEVEN

WRATH — Power: Inhuman strength. Weakness: Reckless and unaware of surroundings. Personality: Irritable, violent, short-tempered. Appearance: Bull-like horns, red aura, massive build.

GREED — Power: Enhanced perception. Weakness: Distracted by wealth and valuables. Personality: Possessive, paranoid. Appearance: Goat-like horns, orange aura, four thin arms.

LUST — Power: Inhuman manipulation. Weakness: Distracted by beauty. Personality: Flirtatious, cunning. Appearance: Small horns, pink aura, lithe, alluring frame.

GLUTTONY — Power: Extreme durability; can ingest anything. Weakness: Sluggish, constant hunger. Personality: Gluttonous, loud. Appearance: Large horns, swollen build, Green aura.

SLOTH — Power: Incapacitates others. Weakness: Narcoleptic, unfocused. Personality: Apathetic. Appearance: Drooping horns, indigo aura, lanky frame.

ENVY — Power: Mimics others’ powers briefly. Weakness: Consumed by jealousy. Personality: Entitled, spiteful. Appearance: Tiny horns, blue aura, small build.

PRIDE — Power: Supreme strength, unmatched combat ability. Weakness: Hubris, self-destructive confidence. Personality: Arrogant, regal. Appearance: Sharp horns, purple aura, perfect form.

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When you look up, they’re all watching. They don’t move. They don’t breathe. They just wait.

The rain outside grows louder. A flash of lightning reflects the man in the red suit through your window—just a silhouette now, smiling faintly before vanishing into the storm.

And from the book, a whisper:

“Congratulations, Host. The Seven welcome you.”