"Georgia"
Her name just rolls off my tongue.
What a beautiful girl.
She carries an air around her that would swallow you, carry you up high and gently place you back down.
What a beautiful spirit she truly was.
She has no idea what power she truly had.
Manipulation, seduction. Not as evil as you may think, but completely dangerous to her fragile soul.
The very fabric of evil, my brother, Felix.
He was sin. The human body of it and as much as I hated it, they were bound together.
Georgia was sin. Her beautiful heart cursed during a time where nothing mattered but survival and the Sins.
She was just trapped in a time that she was oblivious to. For now.
For centuries the Gods of our land had it out with us. With our...kind.
We were the people who rebelled against the laws. We did not conform to the ways of the people.
We simply wanted more...more was what we got.
We were cursed with Lust, Sloth, Greed, Envy, Pride, Wrath and Gluttony.
We became the human form of Sin.
Truth be told...we loved it. We were starving for power.
It was an endless high of power.
It became too much.
We had taken over everything. Even though we were helping the village along..the leaders hated us.
So they prayed to the Gods to banish us from the land.
Little did the village people know we would be reborn, scattered over time.
Immortal beings we became, once the bodies we were in became a strong age.
Some younger, some older.
Felix and I are bound together. I am older.
My curse, Envy and Greed. He was my other half, the young boy full of Pride and Wrath.
Georgia shared that Pride and was consumed in her own Lust.
How can you not be? I had to taste her, after tasting her..I wanted more.
That's my problem. I always want more.
I started this mess. I simply wanted more for the people.
Now that we have been scattered across time, all twelve of us have to reunite.
Georgia and Malco are the last ones to come of age.
The Gods intended for us to find each other and continue our work.
But the world is not what it used to be and Felix has completely different plans for it.
In his time since he found clarity, as we call it, he has assembled a cult of sorts, followers who bend at his will.
They are fascinated by his power and he feeds off of them for strength.
It's been two weeks since Georgia and Felix went missing.
I fear how Felix has corrupted her.
But if I close my eyes, I float back to the night she followed me out of the pub and into my tiny apartment.
How she kissed me, how she touched me and sighed.
We did only what felt right and I curse myself for not keeping her safe.
But it is that moment that fuels my search for her.
I will find her.
I will save her.
-Felix.
