The moment the seed of Wrath began taking shape, The One's attention shifted.
The white radiance protecting Simon's mind and soul was no longer his foremost concern.
He was looking at Simon himself.
Simon felt the change before the enormous pupils moved. The scrutiny that had been testing his inner defences settled upon his heart, following the fourth presence drawing together within it.
An emotion reached him.
Surprise.
Then something closer to bafflement.
The being above had not expected this.
Beside Simon, Lilith stared at the crimson light crawling over his body.
"Wrath?"
Her voice was barely audible.
"A fourth seed… and it's Wrath?"
She had birthed that sin herself.
She knew its nature. She knew that being consumed by fury and giving Wrath a lasting existence were different things. The familiar sensation rising from Simon left her with no room to dismiss what she was witnessing.
That only made it harder to accept.
He had formed Pride moments ago.
Now this?
