Frank Martin Stein.
•+•"Oh? You're saying you're this Dr. Stein's pride? And you just actually manifested from his cell?"
"Yes that's what I've been saying for the past 20 minutes. Thank you." I answered.
The man who seems to be in his late thirties smiled maniacally at me while his right hand is playing with his beard.
"There are others, yes?"
"Yes."
"Do you think they'll come too?"
"Yes."
"What about your Dr. Stein?"
I looked at my reflection on a black car at my right—I seemed shorter than what I had remembered but I guess it's just the reflection—and said, "he'll come here."
Suddenly everything went black and when I came to, I'm in our dorm now and Snow's shouting my name to a person lying on the floor. Who the fuck is that?
Snow stood up and looked at me. "Gluttony, he's dead." Wait. . . What? Glutt—who's dead now?
I looked at the corpse lying on the floor and to my utter shock, it was me.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" I shrieked in horror, forcefully opening my eyes.
I don't know how long I was screaming but I just felt someone slap me across my right cheek. It hurt. But I guess it helped bringing me back to my senses.
"Stein." Snow called. My vision started returning somehow and his face looked worried but he remained calm.
"What happened?" I asked. "I was just drinking coffee and. . . and having a stick then I. . . I. . ." I looked at Snow in horror. What happened to me? And what was that dream about?
"For the mean time, calm down." He sighed in relief. "Did you have a nightmare?"
"I don't know. . . It was just so real. I couldn't—" Then I realised something that I almost failed to notice. "It's like you knew that I was about to pass out earlier. What did you do?" I accused at this deceptive lying little cunt.
He smiled hesitantly before shrugging. "I put hypnotic on your coffee. . . That I made myself." He stood up and backed away from me. "Now, before you jump to conclusions, let me explain."
"What the fuck are you trying to do here. Snow." I grit my teeth and tried to stand up so I can kill this little guy.
"Wait, he didn't do anything wrong. In fact, I think he just saved you." Gluttony interjected between me and Snow.
"What she said, my friend." Snow clapped and mouthed a thank you to Gula.
"What do you mean."
"I made you fall asleep the time that I think another sin will appear again. You see, I learned two things: one, your hair will turn white. Two, everyday at 3:00 o'clock either in the morning or in the afternoon, another sin will pop out." He grinned while hovering back and forth in front of me. "But what happens everytime another persona of yours comes out?"

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Science FictionThey said a man is composed of seven deadly sins. I discovered I actually have eight. So, I decided to throw them all away. But, . . . They revolted against me. Story cover by @sinnocentzen