* ^* I'm the tsundere princess, and I have Aku, Viv, Six and Rie as my harem lololol. Aku is the flirt, Viv is the moe tsundere, Six is the troll and Rie's the yandere childhood friend.
I like to say they're on a date heh heh heh-
Do you know why saints are rare and few in number? Because they're special. Do you know why their numbers have dwindled down as the years come up to the present? Because this is a filthy world. The perfect breeding ground for sin.
It's possible to find somebody who is absent of a sin, in fact, the complete opposite! That doesn't mean it's not possible to awaken that filth inside them. It just takes one moment to become envious of another.
Kinoshita here had no envies in the world. She was content with her life, even if she was below the poverty line and homeless. How funny, it wasn't material possessions that filled her heart, it was others!
If the apple of her eye truly does pursue any sort of attachment- negative or positive- to that outsider Mai, then her heart turns green.
Thus, her ENVY was born.
Humans work themselves to the bone just to be good people. And for what? To get into Heaven? If only saints are permitted, you'll all burn in hell!! You might as well do as you please without remorse!
Kennedy never gave himself a moment to sit and relax. It wasn't quite his thing. Humans are strange, and give into temptation easily. It just takes one sweet sip from the nectar of sin and it's game over. Welcome to the underground.
It starts harmlessly. Missing a day of school. Then missing practice. Student council meetings. Chores. All to laze about. That's right, give into that temptation!
He just needs to make one slip up like that to cave into that. With a body as worked into the ground as his own, it's craving for that leisurely lifestyle. And when he does, he'll collapse under the rest of the sins. Gluttony, greed, all of it!
Thus, his SLOTH is born.
You know what's really strange? Doing something for somebody else, without getting anything in return. Why go out of your way to help somebody else, and gain nothing in return? Why not keep it for yourself and make yourself happy?
To somebody whose always had everything he ever wanted, it's easy to see how he'd be demanding and unwilling to bend to other's pleas. What's his is his and what's your's will soon be his as well. The deep desire for possessions, both material as well as emotional, people, need, any of it. Wanting it all for yourself. That is normal, yes?
Hunter never really thought about others. His family worked their way up, and while he did hardly a thing to earn the money, it all falls into his lap. Multiple homes, boats, cars, vacations, you name it, he has it or has done it.
What if one day, he saw a charity to something he liked. Perhaps thinking of a family member who died of cancer, a beloved pet he once had, anything! And decides to donate to that cause. The feeling can be intoxicating to humans, it's truly a strange effect. He gives again, and again, this time to more charities he likes.
Maybe even to people and schools. Anything, really! Giving it to those who need it more than himself. Losing that inner greed and turning it into charity.
Thus, his GREED was destroyed.
It's funny how begging comes perfectly natural to some and to others, it's their worst fear. One side sees it as something that must be done, the other sees it as something that's to be completely avoided at all costs.
Even something so simple as asking for directions can be their worst nightmare, to somebody whose filled with pride in themselves. While their confidence is admirable, sometimes it crosses over into cocky territory, isn't that funny! It is true, too much of a good thing becomes bad.
Hathoway here, she stands taller than everybody else. Her aura pushes past "confident" is goes straight into "I'm better than you," if that doesn't say pride, that her mere presence can do that, then I don't know what does! She refuses to ask for help, refuses to beg, refuses to put herself in a place where she needs to rely on others.
Wouldn't it be the best if she had to fall to her knees and rub her face in the dirt? Apologize! Beg! Yes, that's the remedy for a prideful girl. But when you break that intimidating wall, everything else just seems so easy. Asking for a little help at first, shaking off that mindful glare. Becoming a confident, friendly woman. Becoming a new person.
Thus, her PRIDE was destroyed.
When you really like something, you can't help but over-indulge, right? Some people really enjoy food. Others really enjoy alcohol. Some people love shopping. Some like make up. Even some enjoy feeling pain, a glutton for punishment. It doesn't matter what you enjoy, if you have a huge intake of it, you're a glutton.
Food is extremely common, it's probably the first thing that comes up with "gluttony." In first world countries, we're so spoiled! We can afford to throw away hundreds of dollars a year per household of food, meanwhile in some countries children pass away from famine every day.
Nishimura is a glutton for much of the above. She enjoys her food, and her plump figure shows that. She also enjoys the night life, lavish lifestyle, cigarettes, alcohol. A mixture of a classy lady and a modern party girl. Could so much of a good thing end up completely reversing into a bitter taste? Perhaps it no longer tastes good?
Maybe it's a concern for her weight. Or her budget. Or her reputation. It doesn't matter what it is, it just takes a plan in her head. No more alcohol! No more partying! I'll quit smoking. Only one sweet thing a week. Humans like to better themselves. If she, too, falls prey to this, only one thing is for certain. She'll moderate her intake of what she likes.
Thus, her GLUTTONY was destroyed.
I call bullshit on the human that tells me they have never felt anger before. Even if no violence escalated from it, everybody has felt that pang of anger deep down. Annoyance is always the first step in that direction.
Anger has no volume, and even the smallest of children can hold the deepest, most painful, most terrifying wrath. A child is innocent, that is what we're taught. But if you scar that foundation, if you mar the insides, that child is impressionable, that child will crack to the inner sins they were incubating.
Wallace is a child born to bitter parents. Not idea, but sadly not uncommon. Physical, emotional and mental abuse all under the same roof to one child. Where does all that negative energy go? It festers below the surface, and sometimes it hits that limit and finally bursts forth.
But what if somebody reached out to her? Somebody who took her under their wing, who stopped the abuse, who provided that shoulder she never had? Somebody who she looked forward to see, somebody she could rely on.
Perhaps that negative energy would melt away. Perhaps she'd have the strength to smile because she knows that she'll be just fine, somebody cares. There's no need to be angry anymore, dear child.
Thus, her WRATH was destroyed.
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