“It’s that stupid mace. Wasn’t looking at it when it attacked me again and again for a week enough?” Gi-Gyu muttered as he studied the mace. It was a giant weapon. Gi-Gyu was a fairly tall guy himself, but the mace was three times his size. Gi-Gyu grabbed the handle and tried to raise it.

“Ugh…” he groaned, barely managing to lift it off the ground. Not only was it big, but it was cumbersome too.

“What is this made of?” wondered Gi-Gyu. Just what could make this weapon so heavy? No metal Gi-Gyu knew of could weigh this much despite its size.

Lou answered,

-A corpse.

“What? A corpse?”

-Before I came to be the king, you know seven kings ruled hell, right?

“Yes,” replied Gi-Gyu. He remembered hearing about it from Lou before; a bulb went off in his head.

It felt like new information suddenly entered his mind. Gi-Gyu’s eyes became unfocused as he mumbled, “The Seven Kings… Belphegor was one of them; his nickname was the King of Sloth… The other six kings also carried their own sins…”

Gi-Gyu remembered the information he had never heard before.

“This is…” he mumbled...