The roundtable was silent as the meeting continued.

"Would you care to elaborate?"

The one to break the silence was Wrath, his attention all on Greed as he had papers and pens out, ready to document the next words.

"It's as i stated. There is no virus, a Corruption."

"And what is this 'Corruption!'"

"It is not a virus, yet it acts like one."

"Then what difference is there!"

Slamming his fists on the table, Wrath stood up as he pointed an accusatory finger at Greed.

"It is a fundamental."

Everyone had a confused face, well, as confused as one could get in this situation, except for one.

"So you're saying it is a law of a universe?"

Everyone turned their head to the one speaking, their casual demeanour now a distant past as the speaker stood up from her chair.

"Yes, My Lord, it is as you said."

The demon lord, now standing, went to a bookshelf at the right side of the meeting room.

"My lord, you must be wrong, those are fairytales made by mad alchemists."

Envy spoke out in a judging tone, everyone knew how childish the Demon lord could get.

"I now have evidence it isn't, however, i do not know what type of fundamental it is."

"It is a fundamental, yes, but it is a fake one. A fundamental that was never supposed to be real."

The Demon lord looked at the titles of the books in the third row of the bookshelf.

*Fundamental theory of Savaged disease.*

*Fundamental theory of The Shadow of light.*

*Fundamental theory of General Relativity.*

*Fundamental theory of Borne death.*

*Fundamental theory of Split Personality of Time.*

*Fundamental theory of Consolidation of the Dead*

*Fundamental theory of Springs during a Storm.*

*Fundamental theory of Rememberence.*

*Fundamental theory of Space in Vacuums.*

*Fundamental theory of Quantum mechanics.*

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*Fundamental theory of Electromagnetic waves.*

*Fundamental theory of Lies

filled with Truths.*

*Fundamental theory of Contradiction.*

"I suppose it could be true."

The books on the shelf were random, yet all of them were about random fundamentals, real or fake, she couldn't tell.

"What do you suppose this 'Fundamental Corruption' is then?"

Looking at the back of her head, Greed began to speak with the usual indifference she has gotten used to durring his stay.

"Corruption is the absence of rules. I only found out after research."

"Absence? Could you please xplain what you mean."

Pride, sitting beside Greed began to speak, his nonchalance replaced with curiosity.

"Just like I said, an absence of the rules you would know. No magic, aura, holy power, gravity, stars, planets. They are replaced with broken or false rules."

The demon lord sat back down as she stared at Greed.

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"Hello, Emily..."

Sloth, remaining in her bed, looked up to see the young girl nervously looking at her.

"Is what you said true?"

"Yes, i would not lie to my new minions..."

"Would what you said also be true...? How the hero would attack this place?"

"Listen, what I said is true. You will get what you came here for. Your brother and you will make it out."

Hearing this, Emily slightly calmed down as she turned to leave.

"Alright then... i'll trust you..."

She left, closing the door behind her, leaving Sloth alone once more.

Knock!— knock!— knock!—

"...sigh, come in Lucy."

Pride barged in as he had his usual enthusiasm on full display.

Well, until the door closed, his demeanour changed into one of calculative sadism.

"Did you have to lie like that? Haha!"

"His death is necessary."

He laughed as he walked closer to Sloth, sitting on the spit beside her where she lazily laid.

"You crazy girl! But... this does make me feel slightly bad."

Pride's face slightly softened as he remembered how he trained Emily and even helped Greed.

"But, Ofcourse, I'll trust you."

"Hm, good."

Pride gently laid down lazily as his head rested on Sloth's low abdomen, in return, Sloth gently stroked his head.

"When will the plan truely start?"

"Three days, luring that thing takes ages..."

"Alright then, I'll go to the forest continue luring the bait."

"Dont die..."

Hearing the slight worry in Sloth's voice, Pride chuckled as he sat up and stretched.

"I wont, i wont, haha."

After a nice stretch, he stood up. His form slowly changing into a man with a bandana to a form of a slightly muscled but lean person, wearing a cloak and had two daggers on his waist.

"I'll get going now, see ya!"

As he bid farewell, he jumped into a shadow as he disappeared.

"Goodluck."

Although late, Sloth did respond.

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In a crack in the Inbetween Realities, an eye opens as a ling and lanky arm goes through the crack and into the Inbetween.

"Kraaggghh..."

A low growl can be heard from the beast as a white door opens, The Narrorator walks out.

"Sigh, another one."

The creature flings its one arm towards The Narrorator like a whip, however he just dodges it.

Behind him, however, the stability of a universes outer shell cracks.

"Oh dear, hope that doesn't cause a problem anytime soon."

The creature then attacked again but it was futile, The Narrorator just flicked his finger at it.

"dIe."

As he commanded, the creature stopped moving. Lifeless.

"tHe CrAck In sPaCe ClosEs-"

"Stop."

However, before he could finish his authority, someone interrupted. Turning around, he sees a gaseous body with a ring around its starry head and one giant eye on the star.

"Ah, Wile One."

"Leave, that crack is to not be touched."

"Well, i came to help but im getting this treatment? Obsurd."

"Leave."

However, The Wiley One did not falter in listening to The Narrorator's words. Pointing her finger at a random direction.

"Leave. Now."

"Hmpf, askingme to leave already? We haven't had tea yet!"

The ring around her head began to spin faster and faster.

"Then i shall call my husband. I hate touching bugs afterall."

She then distorts the space around her as she finds the co-ordinates ofher love.

"How foolish, fine then. Goodbye Wiley One."

Disgusted by any word he says, The Wiley One shook her head as she gagged.

"Gag! Disgusting! Leave now! Leave through that disgusting door!"

Pouting, The Narrorator opened the white door which was now behind him as he left.

The white door closes.