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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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131 Chs

Frolic of the Eolic Emotions

"There we go~"

What a smooth landing of post an amazing performance by the two siblings; from the sight of the two free-falling from an extreme height where clouds were hanging around carelessly, and nonchalantly the two seemed to frolic on the skies and against the gravity itself – even the little brother who at first was in great worry, the presence of the big sister holding gently his hand was enough to wane such an ill-feeling,

Guided by the wild west wind, a fresh breath of the autumn's being; it kindly apprised the magical crimson, kite-like parachute that once was pervading the azure skies, to handle the two siblings with care by delivering their feet onto a specific hill whose grasses were all ashes—it was a vast hill and felt distant the town itself; and above all, it was black as charcoal as far as one's eyes could reach as the grasses had been burned…