SOVEREIGNS OF SIN

Once every year, the rulers of the Seven Dominions gather beneath the Emperor’s roof for one week of banquets, politics, indulgence, and barely restrained violence. Pride. Greed. Lust. Wrath. Sloth. Gluttony. Envy. Monsters worshipped as kings. Each sovereign rules a kingdom shaped by their nature: golden cities built on debt, dreaming lands where time dissolves, velvet courts dripping with desire, war-forged empires stained black with ash. And above them all sits the Emperor. Ancient. Unreadable. Absolute. The Gathering is meant to preserve peace. Instead, it reveals fractures: alliances sharpen into threats, desire twists into obsession, and every glance across the banquet table feels one step away from bloodshed. Because power does not gather quietly. And monsters were never made to coexist.