Mother of the Servamps [[DISCONTINUED]]

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own Servamp. Only my OC; Hope of Faith.

~[Hope of Faith's Point of View]~

It all started with an arranged marriage.

He was a odd man, with a few or more screws loose in the head, but seemed polite and charming enough.

Since it was tradition, and women had no say in who they would marry back then-- I accepted the arranged marriage without fuss, putting faith into my parents decision.

They only wanted what was best for me after all. I trusted them.

Soon enough, we had the wedding....and I was officially married to him. We moved into a cozy home with a big basement. I never questioned what my new husband did down there. Working, I had assumed.

I was the perfect housewife, I was the image of a loving wife. He was the image of a loving husband. We shared many smiles and laughs. I loved him....I put my faith into him.

We were happy.

...or so I thought.

One night, my whole life changed, no....everything changed.

He wanted to show me something, in the basement he kept off limits towards everyone-- besides himself. He guided me downstairs, making sure I didn't trip with my blind eyes. Yes, I was blind. That didn't stop me from the best wife I could be, despite my disability.

Looking back on it now....how could he show me something, when I myself, was blind?

When in the basement, he told me what he's been up to. He told me he could give me back my sight. He told me...he wanted to protect me. He told me....oh so many things.

I didn't know what to think, I could only sit quietly in the chair he sat me in. I felt a cloth with something strong smelling put over my nose, I tried to fight back, but it was futile.

I passed out.

The next time I woke, I was a servamp.

I could see.... to a certain degree. My eyes were sensitive to light, so he made a specially designed black blind fold-like cloth that I could see perfectly fine through. Though, my sight failed me at times. I still needed a guide sometimes when moving about.

My husband apologized for what he did, embracing me. Reminding me he thought this as the only way to protect me.

....I couldn't bring myself to be angry at him. To hate him. I should have. Any normal person would have. But....I wasn't exactly a normal person anymore, was I?

I told him, "If this is what you thought was right, who am I to argue?"

I kept my faith in him.

I was now-- Hope of Faith. Or "Yuki" as he called me.

It wasn't even an month before he started creating more servamps, modeled and named after the 7 deadly sins.

...I started losing faith in my husband somewhere along the way. Instead, putting my faith and effort in caring for the 7 servamps. My children, I considered them my children. We were almost like a mismatched family.

Soon, like most children (though they were immortal), they grew up and left, became independent. Like any mother, I was sad to see them go, but proud.

But then...my husband created another servamp in secret. Who Is Coming of Melancholy or as my husband called him, "Tsubaki."

His animal form was a small cute black and white fox. Just like his siblings, equally, I gave him all my faith, love, and effort.

He was a loyal, polite, kind, and quiet young man. The baby of the family. As such, I sometimes treated him like so.

...My husband kept Tsubaki a secret from his siblings, sadly and reluctantly, I followed his wishes as his wife.

I wasn't....prepared for what happened 100 years later.