In a late winter night, under the surface of the great holy capital, there was a conference.
A black table, 7 sides, stood in the middle of the giant hall which was the meeting point of this conference.
The hall itself was a giant cube; 4 corners on the bottom side and 4 corners on the top side.
The hall was filled with darkness, which was only lifted by torches, burning with blue flames, which hang seemingly randomly across the room.
In each of the corners stood a pillar. On top of each pillar was a throne on which a cloaked figure sat. The cloaks themself had different colors; There was white, red, black and grey.
The table in the middle was surrounded by 7 thrones, each one of them located on of its seven sides. 7 of those 7 thrones were occupied right now.
With these, the hall was filled with 11 beings at this moment. However, at this time, another one entered the hall.
The last person who entered was a young man with long, golden hair. On his head a crown of bones, his face filled with blood.
He raised one of his hands as a greeting.
"Very well. It appears all of us have finally gathered." spoke the one in the white cloak.
"Don't speak like you got a stick in your ass." spoke one of the seven. "Who wanted this meeting?"
"Calm down, S, even if it is hard for you." spoke another of the seven.
"It matters not. Whoever it was, now that we have gathered here, it is time for us to talk about it." said the golden haired boy.
"Sure, aight, whatever." said S. "Just make this quick."
"Take your time, S... It's important to relax once in a while, yk?" spoke Bel.
"No, I agree with S. I got way better things to do." said Lu.
"Quiet! Are you fools not aware of what happened?" spoke the one in the red cloak.
"Nay, they aren't." spoke the black cloak. "Only the four of us and the Antagonist are aware of what is going on."
The golden boy, who was just given the name of Antagonist, nodded.
"Indeed. Listen to me, all eleven of you. I shall lay bare the truth to you here and know. Listen up, Seven Sins! Listen up, Four Horsemen! Heed my words and take them into your soul!
The gate of prophecy has opened for the first and the final time. It opened again, it will open again. This is what is the ultimate truth! The one who shall awaken my father, the World King, will soon enter our realm!"
The group of seven heard this information for the first time. And so each of them reacted differently. Some screamed of excitement, some groaned in displease, some chuckled, some did not react at all.
"About time! Lets go hunt them down right from the start!" said Mammon.
"Forget it, I'm gon catch em all on my own!" spoke Satan with strong voice. The broad grin on their face couldn't be held back any longer.
"No way, it's finders keepers!" argued Mammon.
"Be quiet." The one in the black robe raised his arm.
"We know neither where they will appear, nor who they are. Be aware of that."
Beelzebub yawned. "Hunger's correct. We got to find them first."
A harsh discussion broke out. Each one of the 7 began talking over each other. While the 4 were mostly quiet, they interfered every now and then as well.
The Antagonist raised his hand and the hall fell silent again. Even though he was the newest member, he was the one with the most power among them.
"Fret not. You are aware of the quest. It matters little who completes it, as long as it will be completed. And it will, this I trust deeply.
Now, let us celebrate. Let us sign the World Kings Requiem."
The hall was silent. Then they began to sing a song, perfectly balanced and perfectly in tune with each other.
"In the beginning, the LORD gave the seven stars of the new world their light; For they were from that moment and they will be forever. They were, from that point, like the LORD; An infinite concept, without prologue and without epilogue, an endless song.
The four shall take notice of the LORD.
The LORD was timeless and the end of the LORDs time was not possible. They captured the imprisoned the LORD. The seven freed the LORD of his chains, which should bind him for all time, and destroyed the world which the sublime yearned for.
The LORD created his image and let the endless song ring again. Now the beginning shall start."