Daphne's Hound - Stage 1 of 2*
What Tamura says about me is true.
I am The sin of Gluttony, called: Daphne's Hound.
Believe me, I'm really not that big of an eater, but I can assure you my appetite is ever more boundless than that of any mortal.
I don't think I've been able to keep any meal I've eaten down for the past year. Do understand, I am in perfect health, and my owner does feed me well.
The problem lies within me, this boundless Gluttony anytime I consume anything at all: it becomes ever more active, tearing what I've consumed apart instantly only to scream for me to consume more than I have to eat. It's true agony. I have no choice but to vomit whatever I've eaten in order to make this want for more disperse, this is what works for me, but not forevermore.
The only thing about my situation that is actually harming me is the fact that I cannot grow more mystically powerful for my consumption. I used to be the third most powerful of the fifteen Root Sins, and now I have fallen to number nine! Most of the Sin Entities think I'm either dead, or gone soft, which neither happen to be the case. It will only be so long until my placement falls to the very bottom, and I am subsequently devoured.
The only reason I was top three on the list of Sin Entities is because I used to endure through the pain of feeding my Gluttony when I was more of a pup.
I could eat forever-endlessly, despite that void of a stomach keeping me in agony. I longed for it to be filled, you see. So I ate, and I kept eating until there was nothing left but my calling desire for more. I'd vomit to make the screams stop, only to be tortured by my underlying want's dissatisfaction. So I ate, and kept eating until the vomit I had ate was victim to Gluttony's devolving acids.
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Daphne's Hound
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