A new age has come in a world where the Deadly Sins maintain the balance of a world where people wield divine power beyond their comprehension and the spotlight is on the ones chosen to take on their mantle.
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A girl stands on the edge of the world, her skin pale and her body frail as if she'd be blown away by the wind pushing her silver hair past her ears. Bright light obscures her face as if to hide her lifeless gaze at the scene. Her violet eyes rested upon the sight. Static, like one's mind frozen in time.
What worth is there in this world?
Why does it always cause me so much pain?
Her hands shook at the creeping thoughts leaking into her mind like the legs of a spider in one's throat. Its shadow slithered to her throat as if to silence her thoughts, yet they continued.
False Testimony.
Theft.
Trafficking.
Suicide.
Rape.
Arson.
Discrimination.
Violence.
Pain.
Pain that all refused to atone for.
Black miasma dripped from her eye, a cursed tear as she felt her body become polluted from within. In a world like this, purity is a lie. No one can escape it, or resist its call, nor change what is simply our nature.
The girl opened her mouth to speak, yet another voice accompanied her own.
"This world...
.... Is hell."
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Gold irises revealed themselves to the world once more. Guisei sprung forward, his eyes analyzing the world surrounded by white. The soft bedsheets replaced the cold cobblestone he laid upon.
Chaos was now comfort as the boy took the sensation all in. His soft and carefree gaze grew colder as a thought flickered through his mind. A reminder of what this was. The light bursting through the window behind him contained shadow. The air he breathed was like a flame, and the bed he laid upon was simply false kindness for a tool.
"Right..." Guisei muttered to himself.
He let his hand rest on his forehead as he felt the same burning sensation in his arm, though his torture was like an echo in a cave, distant yet deeper and rapid. Guisei's ear twitched, hearing a familiar noise.
Nabi remained at his side. Her skin shone in the morning light as he watched her slowly wake up, hearing Guisei awaken. She looked at the boy with her dull scarlet gaze as strands of her dark hair passed by, showcasing her white pupils.
"It's about time you woke up, Greed," Nabi said.
Her head bobbed up in down, doing her best to stay awake. Guisei changed his expression, letting it become lighter and carefree as he tilted his head at her to analyze the situation.
