My mother, Arella, was a missing child, a child that would never be found. She ran away from her home when she was seventeen, unable to handle her depression. Why she was depressed? I'm not sure. She was tricked into joining followers of Trigon who gave her away to be Trigon's bride. She knew that he was a demon but thought that his human form was real. She didn't see his true form until she was trapped in the Underworld, and as long as she was down there, he could do what ever he wanted with her. And that resulted, in the birth of the Seven Deadly Sins. I was going to be the sin of Vainity, the youngest of them. But before I was born my mother escaped and ran to Azarath, where they kept us safe from the wrath of Trigon.

The monks knew of my destiny, and were determined to save the Earth. They raised me to feel nothing, and control my powers. I wasn't allowed to see my mother, except for on certain occasions, because they believed that if I made any attachments I would eventually harm that person accidentally. People would consider this a cruel thing to do, but it was the right thing. I could hurt my mother if I wasn't careful, and even though I couldn't see her I could sense her watching my lessons, secretly helping me in the particularly hard ones. They gave me my mirror to help me, saying that if I was unable to control my emotions I should travel into my mind and force them to behave. I never had to before, I usually only traveled there for advice anyway. My life was peaceful and quiet... till my brothers showed up.


Sorry that this is another short chapter, I'm trying to make it longer but their lives are kind of hard to put into chapters without them being short. And I know I could just make it a one shot but there's no fun in those...

Just so you know, Arella's real name is Angela Roth, but when she moved to Azarath the monks changed her name to Arella which means "Messanger Angel" in Azarathian.