Sloth's Citadel

Keibatsu Akihiko was exhausted. Really, genuinely, bone-draggingly tired, the kind of tired that you can only get through hard physical labor, day in and day out, for a very...long...time. It was an unusual sensation. For all that his new name was technically Sloth, Akihiko rarely, if ever, felt tired. That extreme, undirected energy was probably one of the reasons he was sitting in an isolated corner of the Bear Country in some former lord's abandoned castle.

Not that the castle was in any way run-down, mind. In fact, it had been undergoing restorations even before he'd met Wrath. The old fortress formed an excellent retreat, especially given the accommodating attitude of the nation's authorities. They had the perfect mixture of arrogance, desperation, and paranoia... But that was all in the past. After his encounter with Wrath, Sloth had returned to the work of injecting energy into the area. Layers of illusion now filled the building and the countryside. Their effects, though slight at distance, were present at up to a quarter mile from the fortress itself. At that distance, they simply steered the 'unmarked' away. Closer to home, they did... quite a bit more.

He moved through all of the corridors, attempting to detect the genjutsu that he knew was in full force throughout the building. The base had been an excellent project, absorbing his complete attention for several months. Now it was over, though. Something new had to be done. Perhaps it was time to look up the other Sins. Akihiko formed a resolution to do so as soon as he could run more than a mile without his legs giving out again.

And then Sloth rested.

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