(NAMING THE SIN) ENTERING the gate of His world, as the abyss darkness, but their truth is inviting them once more. The acting supreme is already waiting, as their respective chair welcomes them, along with His words. “Well done, JK.” With the compliment and such, Kyle smirks in secret as a pang of jealousy hits him directly, yet he didn’t let it show as his pride stops him from doing so. “Such a perfect piece, and a flawless pure embodiment of the sin.” He gave the compliment and was all amused and somehow proud of the piece that he chooses, as it builds his pride and scheme for proving that His decision and moves are never been wrong. “I do not deserve such compliment, my god.” As he immediately replies, deny a thing and a slight one in return. But without anyone knowing that he is just playing. Playing all too well with the scheme that was written and all along is prepared by HIM. “Vey well.” As He accepts the respect and honorifics.
(THE KIND OF LUST) “HOW ABOUT THE SIN OF LUST?” More than what he wanted to achieve in choosing the sin that will follow him. JK draws his signature sinister smile as he is quite aware of the future and the fact that’s lingering with the name of the sin that will be followed. The future is more than what chaos would ever offer. “Well then, now who will be the blessed vessel?” With a smile and twisted expression that Ice shows to everyone. Which He loves to see and is proud of him in return. Ice then suggested, while looking through the memories of his own and once feeding vessel, as he drops the name. “How about, Aira?” Shaken, but JK is loving how dreadful such embodiment of the sin came out to be. Kyle applauds, while Alliah didn’t protest and the supreme even is amused. “Then it is decided.” With the gate closing and everything falls to what He plans it all to be. HE on the other hand is giggling,
(LUSTFUL START) “HOW ABOUT THE SIN OF LUST?” Naming the sin that draws the deeper desire of anyone. JK draws a sinister smile as he is reminded of HIS words. Words that are perfectly written unto the script that HE wrote. “Well then. Can I entrust this to you, Kyle?” Given the opportunity, yet rather the game of rivalry against JK and towards each other at that moment. Kyle draws a cunning smile as the name for the perfect vessel rings. “Aira.” Knew the name as it rings the other heart of the script that will about to play with all the cunning schemes behind it. He then commanded. “Bring me the next perfect sin, Kyle.” As everything in this play becomes more than a challenge as it is a matter of pride and who is the superior one among the two of them. Alliah is having her entertainment just looking at the two bickerings and against each other in secret. With that, JK whispers. “May you fulfill your mission, Kyle.” More like mocking him,
(DEEPER INTO THE SIN) “LOVE, DESPAIR, AND THE LUSTFUL SIN.” Whispering the words that describe the current game and creation that they are all into. Pauleen draws a sinister smile on her face, as she is loving the game that she is manipulating bit by bit, behind the scene and unknown to the rest. “Well, well, well.” As she giggles, holding a pen and swirling it around with her hand. All along as she is thinking about the perfect scene of the little novel she is a secret author that no one else knows. “Just what kind of dreaded love story should I write? How will this particular story end? The ending by which is both perfect and horrific.” With the deeper hue of her eyes that somewhat shines by the reflection of the light. She is both living and writing the story set in a modern world, as the story continues, and the previous words echo. “WANT ME TO SAVE YOU?” Started from the fleeting words, and into the lovely scene. The story flows and is in
(THE BETRAYAL) LOVING the love game that she is manipulating behind the scene. So much that she couldn’t help but giggle and dance for the plan that’s falling perfectly into its right place. Pauleen then smiles, sinisterly as she always does in this time and game, as she whispers. “Love, love, love. Just how wonderful to hear that particular word. To feel such pure emotion, only if it is true.” As she lays the fact and the manipulated truth inside the fake world and a mini novella inside a dark novella, where she is given the right to right her ideas. “Game, chances, and this games sin of lust. How shall I end this charade?” She then giggles, dancing in glee inside her subconsciousness. As she is seeing in the current world’s reality, but a game, where everything is going smoothly of what they wanted all to be. That their entire written plan is in a perfect place, more than they could ever imagine. “This sins game, the embodiment that will be born. Whe
(HEARTBREAK) “NOW, now, now. Let’s have the sin be born, shall we?” From those words that Pauleen whispers. The sound from a snap echoed as the scene shifted into the tragic play that defines everything. Through the dreed and how this novelette is written, her sinister smile draws unto her face as a plan whisper. “And to make this all exciting, shall we hear it from the heroine’s point of view?” Changing the lines, yet rather this time everyone can hear and read the point of view of the character that is the main female lead. The torture because of love and betrayal starts as the embodiment of the sin of Lust is about to be born. “And here this charade and the lover’s game goes.” Like a book that is open and to be read, Aira’s scream echoes as she calls out. “MIKE!” I shouted while catching my breath. All as I am telling myself to keep on, stop, or else I will never see him again. The fact that I couldn’t bare as it is torture for me to eve
(PAIN) “IS this just too much?” With the familiar voice and the presence of the mistress of time who just arrived, but is all aware of the scheme and dread that the vessel of the sin is going on through. HE draws a sinister smile unto HIS face, as HE said. “No, it isn’t, as it will never be. This is all perfect, and too perfect as it seems.” Giggling and in utmost amusement to how things are unfolding. All the while as he is looking at the mirror that presents everything of the written script that he made. The mistress then smiled, as her words echoed. “Well then, let’s all witness as everything unfolds.” With a snap that echoes all through HIS world and deep abyss. HIS smile and a cunning one in that stance echo. As the vessel of the sin lays her heartache, from the Lust that’s being born into its perfect form, and all along with her thoughts. From the novelette that they are watching right now. “YOU’RE the world’s greatest tragedy that he gave
(BROKEN) ALL I wanted it to be happy and to be with the one I love. To be happy is all that I need, is all I wished to have, and is all I want to be. I never wished for anything in my entire life, but to be happy, but why is it that, that simplest dream wouldn’t be mine to have? I’ve been dreaming of that precious dream of mine ever since I was a little girl, I’ve been chasing that dream, but now, as this pain is killing me now, chasing that dream will never be mine in mind anymore. I’m tired of waiting, I’m tired of asking, and I’m tired of chasing the dream that will never be mine. I’m done waiting, I’m done asking, and I’m done trusting. “Well you see, everything that you saw. Everything that Mike did for you. Those love confessions and a sign of forever are nothing but a play. A game by which you just turn out to be the easy prey. No hard feelings, for you are just plain stupid for falling into the perfect trap of our amusement.” The words that are suddenly echoing in