S!nful Bl!ss

“Why are we born as the flesh of the S!nful? Flesh that is plagued by nightmares, forced to survive in this abyss, and not knowing how to live.” - Goddess of the Breathless Victims. She spoke first, looking at the tall shadowy male figure who simply sat next to her drunken state at bar Mozouskie. (Moe-Zou-Ski) "What is a handsome man like yourself doing all alone in a bar like this?” "What do you think of demons?" "I do not care for Demons; To be honest. I find them quite Selfish if you ask me.” “Selfish like you?"