prologue
look deep within; is there a part of you that is sinful or are you truly virtuous through and through?
does such a person completely devoid of sin truly exist or is our world one of sinners?
If such a person did exist, would they have the right to judge, or would that judgment of others go against their virtuous morals?
If someone truly a saint claimed to be so, would they be arrogant and have no humility; is it possible to be perfect in every sense, or will sin always find its way into our lives?
If no one is free of sin, does anyone have the right to judge others for their debauchery?
is everyone just a different level of bad?
Can those who us sinners consider to be worse than ourselves be redeemed, or are there those who we have the right to give up on...
THE TRIAL
"what is sin? I, the creator of life, have pondered this question for as long as I can remember: why is it that all my creations fall to and latch on to it, and why does it corrupt them so? Maybe this time will be different; maybe I might finally have a being of pure heart, one who can resist sin."
The creator extends her hands into the dark, allowing drops of water to run along her fingers; the water is so clean and pure, light shimmers from these droplets as they reach her finger tips, and finally..."plop", they fall into the abyss, they fall into the trial of sin.
The first trial is sloth; the water droplets hit the floor of a room where faceless figures are lying around doing nothing; the environment seems peaceful; the figures whisper countless words to the water droplets, tempting them to join in on the coziness of sloth.
Soon after all the droplets fall again, this time the trial is envy.
The water droplets sit in a cage in the middle of a room filled with gold, women, men, pearls, diamonds, almost anything you could imagine, all the while voices surround them asking
"don't you want to join us?"
"aren't our lives so much better?"
"wouldn't your life be better if you had what we have?"
"are you contempt with the little that you have...?"
Most of the droplets by this point have lost their shimmer. Again, they fall; this time the trial is greed.
The little droplets land in the middle of a room; they are surrounded by all that which they desire; they are free to take what they please; but will they take what they need or what they want; can they resist the urge to have a surplus of what they desire?
The droplets fall again; they face the trial of Gluttony; they land in an olden-day styled house with a giant wooden table in the middle; countless extravagant dishes are laid out before them; so much food that just looking at it may fill you; can they resist the temptation to eat until they burst?
Soon after, they fall again; the 5th trial, the one of wrath begins; the droplets are taunted by shadowy figures; they are given weapons and are forced to fight; they are beaten until they snap with anger; some are more easily tempted than others; one in particular seems to enjoy the fights.
This bloody trial of wrath finally comes to an end, and thus begins the trial of lust.
The droplets all fall into a room akin to a sex dungeon; countless naked and half-naked bodies entice them to revel in the pleasures of the body; they try to introduce them to a manner of different kinks and fetishes; two droplets in particular seem to truly be embracing it all, one in a more unique way.
Finally, the seventh and final trial begins; the droplets now take on the trial of pride.
Each droplet is placed on a throne, treated like a king, praised by shadowy figures, but each is cast off their throne, mocked, insulted, and degraded; they each react differently.
One believes that it never needed to be above others; another believes that it's rightful place was on that throne, and none shall dare mock them.
With this, the trial of sin is finally completed; the creator lifts all the little droplets into her hands to inspect and name them.
"little gluttonous one, I name thee Gula."
"little one whose mind is filled with lust, I name thee Lilith."
"you who is fascinated by the dead, I name thee Crow."
"little one who loves battle, I name thee Animositas."
"Oh you who is envious of others, I name thee Permuto."
"You who is cunning and spiteful, I name thee Tacitus."
"You who with determination wishes to battle evil, I name thee Leo."
"Little indecisive one who is balanced of sin and virtue, I name thee Discindo."
"By the graces! my you are a pure droplet almost no darkness swirls within you, I name thee LIght, let your light not fade little one."
"Gasp!' never have I seen such a dark droplet; how much sin swirls within you vile one, I name thee Sin! let your name warn others of your dark heart."
Now the creator does as she has before she sends these little ones to the mortal world; she paves the way so that fate may reunite them.
As little children, one way or another on the same day, each was abandoned outside a magic school.
Because of their natural talent the school adopted all ten even the succubus and the one who was naught but a baby at the time Discindo and even the demon who in their eyes was just an innocent kid, so from that day on though not all born from the same womb they are seen as siblings.
We fast forward many years to all except Discindo's final year in this magic school, when all these young prodigies are preparing for the grand tournament. Ah! who is it we will be following?
Why Sin of course.
"Ah! Please Stop! Ah! Stop!" The voice of a girl can be heard screaming from behind tears.
"It was nice of you to have remained a virgin; it made it fun for a while," Sin says as he is using some form of magic to force her onto him while they lay in his bed.
Suddenly with a grunt, Sin finishes inside her, letting magic too surge through her; the magic agonizingly writhes through her, until...'splat!'
She blows up, leaving pieces of her all over the room. Sin with a grin on his face can now finally fall asleep.
As Sin wakes up, he grabs one of the girl's dismembered arms and uses it to scratch his back.
He then tosses it to the side; he gets out of bed, stretches his back, pushes his long wavy raven black hair out of his face, he then throws on all his regal and elegant black clothing, including a long open coat which has red striking patterns along it, it appears quite fancy.
Sin looking devilishly handsome is ready to face the world outside his room.