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Sin of Kin

Is it Sin that makes one a sinner? Or is it Kin that makes one a sinner? Many say we are born innocent and untainted, and yet in Sin we are all related to one another. For we are one Kin, and with this Sin we share that we are born with. And even a certain doctrine holds that one's Kin, through the fact of birth, inherit a tainted nature with a proclivity to sinful conduct in need of regeneration… "I was brought forth in iniquity, and in Sin did my Mother conceive me." …or so the doctrine says, "We are all born sinners because of Kin that brings us together." …and so we think: we are born with Sin inherited from our Kin, But, should that hold us back from acting with virtue? No, we should not hold back, even when Sin entered the world through one Kin, and Death through Sin, and in this way, Death came to all beings, because all sinned, But even so, we all have freedom to be a being we want when we embrace Death, To be a fraudulent Human, To be a violent Angel, To be a benevolent Devil, And what one wants to be, neither "Sin" nor "Kin" should define what "Self" one is going to be, let "Journey" instead that defines one "Self"

Houraji · Fantasía
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"What were you trying to accomplish, Maeša?"

"What to accomplish? I came here because you asked me so, don't tell me you've forgotten that, haven't you?"

"Yes, I did ask you to come… come to meet me inside the confessional chamber and not to come to the prayer hall showing your damn self before her. Ain't you been listening?"

It was now here, inside the confessional chamber: a wooden structure that made up for this small room whose ceiling was quite low, whose wall was entirely built around the gray and seemingly aged sandstone surrounding this wooden structure with a center compartment that separated two smaller rooms inside… and both were entered through a curtain – a bright carmine colored curtain. And through a latticed opening, the penitent was to speak through from one of the two smaller rooms with her quite an eccentrically-sounding tone that of a child; a little girl in her green hoodie with little pair of stood-out horns protruding from both sides…