the eighth
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the first is wrath, a short tempered vibrant red headed female.
the second is envy, a self hating, freckled ginger, drowning in his insecurities.
the third is greed, a blonde haired brat with habits of pandering for anything her eyes lay on.
the fourth is sloth, a green haired boy, who lazes around his life, with a hate for nature.
the fifth is lust, a icy blue eyed, horny girl who won't stand for a stable relationship.
the sixth is pride, a conceited golden boy, with indigo eyes, obsessed with himself. he feeds off of any praise he can receive.
the seventh a traitor, who before he committed several federal offenses was considered as gluttony. no real physical appearance was ever legally recorded.
when a scrawny girl claims to have met gluttony, is kicked out of kingdom after kingdom for the assumptions of association with felons, finally meets a member of the sins, she explains why she plans to commit the most unmentionable sin of all.
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