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[color=gray][i][b]Sin, The 7 Sins, The Sinner, Pride, Gluttony, Wrath Envy, Sloth, Lust, Greed[/b][/i][/color]
7 MP, Level 2[/center]

[i]You must change![/i]

[color=crimson]"How?"[/color]

[i]You need not be a tormentor of mortals and immortals![/i]

[color=crimson]"Why?"[/color]

[i]You are much greater than that![/i]

[color=crimson]"Who am I?"[/color]

[i]You are evil incarnate. You do not need the pettiness of the gods to justify that![/i]

[color=crimson]"I revile in Sin?"[/color]

[i]Yes, the pleasures of life is what you represent! Return to he world, and let them know![/i]
 
[color=crimson]"Yes."[/color]

Loneliness was Amartia's only dependable friend, their morning, noon and night. Entertainment ran out, ambition ran dry, but always the empty yawning persisted. Nothing ever touched it, not his desire for domination, his hunger for godliness, nothing. Yet, there was a constant tugging. Another worldly calling. Was it foresight? Or was it hunger for power? That had ran dry no? No, it was compassion. Did he miss his people? Did he owe them anythin? No, they owed everything to him. They were lost without their father. Their savior. Their king!

A crooked smile slowly formed on his face as he rose to his feet. The world seemed to crumble around him, but his mind was as clear as day. It was at this moment did he realize that he was stuffed in a clear sphere, a prison. Who dare imprison Sin? Without a moment's hesitation, Sin fell into the primal desire of his mortal like body, reverting the variable monster that he was just a few days ago.

Curled fist after fist smashed into the glass like prison with unwavering fury, cracking under the sheer force of his demi-god like power. Quickly, his prison crumbled, and he was left with the shattered remains of glass and a world to explore. But Amartia was reluctant. No, he was anxious to leave this please in fact. Revenge could come later. 

Soon Amartia was lost, wandering the forests of this unknown world. His Primal Rage had subsided and left him with his thoughts. A cruel punishment one may have thought. But Amartia was always busy, always thinking, always planning, preparing. Had a god feared him? Great. Yes perfect. He could use that. He wasn't even a demi-god and he was being snatched up like a slab of meat in the middle of a lion's den. It was aggravating yet exciting. 

Amartia's travels soon led him to a denser part of the forest. Often, he would find his feet entangled in thin webs that he found annoying. This eventually led him to find something intriguing. A cave mouth of impenetrable blackness had blocked the forest path. Small, loose stones littered the floor causing him to trip as he got closer to the rock face. The cave was built into the muddy brown rock of the cliff, the stone guarding the entrance was jagged and uneven, arranged in such a way, that it would be difficult for passers by to spot. Inside, his body was enveloped and lost in the blackness, so he resotred to using the  damp wall of the cave to guide him.

Soon his eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he found himself in a massive room, white web after white web engulfed the cave ceiling. Amartia had assumed he was alone; at least until It rose. A mass of tangled limbs, each one armor plated with a paralyzing goo seeping from black pores. The monster clicked it's mandibles and followed him with its enormous eyes. Towering above him, as tall as a two story building, it began to emit a series of squeaks and clicks. The rustling noises that came from all directions told him that it was not alone. There was a whole family out there, and they were closing in.

Amartia simply grinned. Spiders? They were ugly creatures. But he could us them. Unfortunately, they were not exactly sinful creatures, but taking out the large one would go a long way. Without warning the giant spider attacking, using its front legs to lunge at him. In on fluid motion, Amartia sidestepped the spiders advance and lunged for its leg as it lunged forward. A jagged smile formed on Amartia's face as he gripped the spider's leg and pulled at it with ease, carrying the spider along with him as he launched it right into the cave entrance. With a large [i]BOOM[/i], the spider laid motionless, its underbelly revealed. Amarita wasted no time stuffing his hand into the beast's chest and completely ripping it apart, eating at it as if he had not eaten in months. Sloth had taken over as he quickly ingested the whole spider in a matter of minutes, his stomach was seemingly bottomless.  

This single act caused the rest of the spiders to hesitate, his primal, animalistic actions seemed to have an affect on them. Amarita jumped on the opportunity, Wrath filled them, engulfing their souls with ease. [color=crimson]"More pets."[/color] he chortled as he whipped spittle off his chin. Amarita turned to leave, and with him, dozens of spiders followed in his wake. 

Amarita soon realized the secret of this land as he trudged along. The world did not care for seconds or minutes, even hours were inconsequential. The smallest measure of time here was the cycle of daylight and darkness. Even then the forest was more in tuned with the seasons: rebirth brought by the warmth of spring darkened foliage from summer's kiss, the onset of fall and then the keen bite of winter. Here in the forest so little could happen in the time it took for him to change from a child into a woman, to gain and loose so much. 

Amarita eventually came upon a large clearing. A massive tree stood tall and defiant before him. Underneath its protective canopy stood a crowd of warriors, the same warriors that attacked him. Wrath began to bubble forth, causing his mask to crack, but something caused him to change. He saw an opportunity. They had power beyond what his ever growing army did. He could use them. He had no time to waste, though, he needed to return to power quickly.

He took his time studying the army. There was quite a group present, it may have posed a problem, but they sported the same sin; Pride. That was the key, and quickly, he was able to take hold of them fairly quickly. Within seconds, 300 former Victors and 36 Spiders stood silently before him, all his. Amarita grinned. They took his 7, he took their hundreds. Sin turned to the portal that resided withing the tree, his ticket out. Without hesitation, he took it. As Sin moved through the portal, his mind wandered. His escape had been so easy. His stealing had gone unknown. It was unusual. Something had to have been going on outside.

Instantly, though, the moment he exited the portal, he found himself in a wasteland of white, where there nothing for his mind to hang onto. There was no familiar sight, no sound other than the howling, even the light they needed to warm them was instead blinding and no match for the wind. Only the heart beating in his chest stopping from becoming as frozen as the landscape.

Something had defiantly changed.

[hider=Summorino]
-Sin escapes like a savage.
-Does some exploring.
-Finds a cave and eats a giant spider before corrupting the rest to follow him. (36)
-Corrupts 300 Victors before finding a portal, only to walk outside to find frozen tundra.
(kinda rushed. trying to catch up.)
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