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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 · Fantasia
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134 Chs

For Your Eyes Only – Down Memory Lane

"You really are fine if I have this set of attire… free of charge? It looks too… sumptuous this attire is… least to me,"

There was seen a loose garment, a pale-creamy yellow fabric of a tunic hanging down and wrapping this one silhouette of a small and slender; neck-length of green-haired lady appeared being distracted once stepping out from one of these many ebony-shaded wooden carriages... being distracted by her own clothes apparently, a newly acquired piece of finery after being given. Her monotonous tone uttered those of unconvincing words to herself, plainly to be perceived through all of her hardly changed in expression upon receiving seemingly a complimentary present – hence this lime-green eyes she looked it down around; in awe to gape down at this fine-looking tunic, to see in wonder upon its detailed yet a complex lace pattern of adornment which knitted in white thread along the side,