[Kaguya]

Profile for the sin Superbia

<Name>
Charles Noir

<Nickname>
Zeph

<Gender>
Male

<Likes>
Reading, Silence, Solitude, his gloves (I highly suggest never trying to remove them), people who don’t try to touch him. Or breathe on him. Or stand within 5 feet of him.

<Dislikes>
People who get too close to him, lack of cleanliness, people that look too different from him, most other men.

<I type like this>

<Username>
Hermes

<Race>
Valyarin

<Era>
He is originally from Kalin, pre-crisis.

<The Becoming>
Charles was living on Kalin when the crisis struck. He was one of the many that could not make it into the vaults on time, and he found himself suffocating, dying poisoned on a world he thought dead. That’s when the voice came to him, like nails scratching in his skull.
‘Do you want to live, little man?’
‘Wh-who are you?’
‘I’m the one trying to save your life. Now, do you want to live?’
‘Y-Yes! I want to get off this dead planet! I want to survive!’
‘Then you will take my gift. I can give you the greatest of pride; make you the most proud man there ever was! Then, dying here would simply be a mockery of yourself. How could you die with these worms?’
‘How? I’d still be stuck here, with the poisoned air, and nowhere to go!’
‘Ah, see, that’s defeatism. I will provide the transport and the willpower. So? Do we have a deal?’
‘Depends. Why are you doing this?’
‘When the time comes, I will ask you to return this favor. When that time comes, you will have no choice but to do this favor, or I will bring you back here, to this moment, to die.’
He thought about it for a moment, and then shouted ‘Fine! Do what you will, demon! I accept your deal!’

He felt his body tearing at itself, feeling as if he were being consumed by a beast with a thousand sharp fangs. He wanted to scream at first, but then he decided he would leave the screaming to the poor sheep, he would hold his silence. Suddenly, the pain went away. He stood, and glared at the air, as if it had disappointed him.

He walked to his left, shoulders held high, eyes glaring with that disappointed look. He found a small transport ship, which had previously been used to transport small items between planets. He pulled the still-living driver out, threw him to the ground. He had the sudden urge to go wash his hands. He took the ship to Quesaria, where he landed some miles outside of a town, and he walked to town, claiming to be a Lord from another world, and demanding tribute. So proud was his stature, so commanding his voice, that the people believed him, and gave him all that they had. He threw most of it back at them, saying he wouldn’t accept their tainted goods.

Eventually, he made his way into the main city, and lived in a small manor he acquired, and started to build up his library.


<Why Pride?>

Profile for the sin Ira

Username:
Kasuya

I will type in:

Character name:
Junko Yuuka Yoshida

Nickname:
Gekido

Gender:
Female

Likes:
Peace, harmony, tranquillity, nature, order, shadows

Dislikes:
Noise, discord, destruction, chaos, sunlight

Race:
Deathless

Era of Birth:
I can't remember

The history that makes me a sin:

<Understanding a Sin>

I wasn't always like this, there was a before to me at least I think there was, but like everything life comes to an end... well at least it should. Something interfered with my death I'm sure and I was not allowed to be claimed back to the spiritual cycle so I could either live in a happy utopia with my family or be reborn a new and try again... but no the fates had a twisted desire in their minds that prevented me having what I want and I feel like it happened more than once in the before too, but can I remember why? Fuck no.

I don't remember making a deal after my before but here I am wielding a weapon in one hand, and alone, somehow it feels both natural and unnatural to me all at the same time it's quite strange. I keep to myself in the shadows, I am content in this life looking at others like it is some kind of story book and in their happiness however brief I find my own...

However the same can be said if a person is hurt then a different nature comes upon me and I feel the need to deal with it, I become quietly enraged some times not to the point that I would have to deal any serious harm, but accidents do tend to happen if I am around and someone is wronged. I don't know if I do this because I was wronged or if I just feel it's immoral, perhaps if I could remember maybe everyone would be a lot safer.

Of all the sins why wrath?

Junko was a happy girl at the age of fourteen, long flowing pastel blue hair and moon blue eyes against her pale cheeks made her seem like a moon maiden even from birth and perhaps that was the reason she was treated a little different from other people, as it was decided she was to become the priestess of the moon shrine. Taken from her parents at only a few hours old and given into the care of priest and priestess's so she could learn her role in life.

She was given everything and anything she wanted as she grew, not that she asked for much a toy here, a hug there the basic needs of any child; but there was also sadness within her as she looked out the window many times as she grew watching as other children played while she had to study, it was during these times she realized she never had anyone that she could call a true friend and this hurt her deeply. She found herself wondering why she had to be so different, why couldn't she be like everyone else and so asked to go outside, her request for the first time in her life was denied and she felt her first twinge of jealousy and hate towards those within the shrine for denying her what she wanted most and to those outside it for being free.

One day however she found one of the guards asleep and sneaked out, she never thought anything bad happened outside after all she had only ever seen children playing and people working hard. As soon as she stepped out she looked at all the people as the bowed on the ground and looked around confused, she had no idea what they where doing or why it scared her. Seeing the fear one boy of the village came to her and held out his hand with a smile, his eyes glowing a fiery gold, his hair a deep crimson red hair complimenting his copper complexion “I guess it's the first time out of your shrine too” he said to her in a warm tone, it somehow put her to ease and made her smile.

Walking away from the crowed and through the conversation they had, she found they were a like both being given everything they wanted but being trapped like birds within cages of marble and silks. She found he to was unhappy with how they where being treated and so they made a pact to meet each other everyday so they wouldn't feel alone or different from the others around them.

True to their words they met everyday they met at the same time, and quickly more serious feelings than friendship grew between them, however it was when they took their wedding vows in confidence and out of the eyes of their respective shines that disaster struck it was the last time the sun and moon met one another before being pulled apart by the ones they trusted most. They had been betrayed and it was now anger flared in them both being denied the one thing they longed for with every ounce of their being. It was now she took her revenge lacing everyone's drink with a strong moon blossom poison and watched as they silently fell into an eternal sleep.

One everyone was gone she ran to a place she knew she should avoid but she needed to see him, he was everything to her, her friend, her family, her hearts one and only, she arrived at their morning prayers and crept in seeing everything as it was as if nothing ever happened. She knew which room was his decorated with elaborate designs, with orange, red and gold silks. Walking in with a smile she seen him in tears “Beloved...?” she spoke out with a small voice, she knew instantly there was something wrong, even more so when she seen his eyes filled with anger and hate, taking a step back she fell over her ceremonial garments, only to be grabbed in his strong arms, he leaned into her whispering “In life we may be forbidden to be with one another, but no one can deny us in death” Her eyes opened wide, she knew his rage was to those around them, but nodded her head, her eyes closing if it was the only way to be with him then she would be with him. With one word from him the silks where in a blaze smoke quickly filled the room and within a matter of minutes things went blurry till eventually she and he curled together and lost consciousness.