Roxy's POV
I didn't know I loved slumber that much. My body felt so light, but heavy at the same time. My head felt at peace. I didn't have to fight anything or anyone.
My eyes felt like they could dream. And they were. An image, an illusion, it was starting to twist my reality. Flashes and dashes of someone walking towards me from the darkness with grey dust falling with every step. I could make no mistake. It was Sloth.
His true form.
A little chubby, not as chubby as Gluttony, soft voice, droopy eyes and oh...that face. He was real. He was in my memory, performing in front of my eyes.
"You know it's more than a dream, right?" He asked. I nodded softly.
"Don't forget your purpose, Roxy. One way or the other...harm will be done." He said, his sleepy voice suddenly giving me a vibe or warning. He never warns anyone.
I was his exception.
