Kraya did not know what was going on. She had woken up in an alien place, not knowing a single face that had been staring down at her. And now, apparently, she was apart of this group that called themselves the 'homunculi'. It sounded more like a cult to Kraya. They each had the name of one of the Seven Deadly Sins. The round man was apparently called Gluttony, the younger boy was called Wrath, the petite woman with wild hair was Envy, the woman with curly hair Lust, and the last woman, the one with straighter black hair, she was Sloth. And now, these people had even given Kraya a name: Pride.

This cult frightened Kraya. All of the people seemed horribly cruel, save the one with straight, black hair—Sloth, Kraya thought her name was.

Kraya shook her head. I can't be thinking about this right now! she reminded herself. I have to find Hansel…he'll know what to do. She looked around for a window. Damnit! Why is there no window in this place? Kraya knelt down and slammed her fist down onto the floor. She suddenly noticed that it did not hurt her hand one bit. She looked down at her hand and found that it was entirely made of some kind of metal. What the hell is going on!

All of a sudden, Kraya felt a sharp pain in her left temple. Her hand flew to the side of her head and she fell to the ground, writhing in utter pain.

"What…What is…happening!"

Another sharp pain, and Kraya could see pictures flashing through her mind. They were so clear, almost like…memories…

Kraya saw a monster inside a small, wooden hut. Its eyes were bright yellow. Its ribcage was on the exterior, and its skin was rotting, almost burning off. Kraya could almost smell the stench. It smelled like rotting meat; a sickening smell that made her want to throw up. In the corner of the hut was a man, slumped down onto the floor. As Kraya looked closer, she saw that both of his eyes in his eye sockets were gone, and blood oozed out of the empty sockets. She gasped as she saw that this man…

He was Hansel… she realized. Hansel, what— She felt yet another sharp pain and a realization came to her from nowhere. She was the monster. Kraya remembered now.

I had fallen ill…Hansel wanted to save me, but he couldn't…I remember that after I died, he tried…he tried to bring me back using his alchemy… It was a new science…he didn't know how to work it! Kraya began to cry. She buried her face in her palms and sobbed as another pang brought a new memory.

It was the face of a young girl. She had spoken to Kraya then in the exact same way that the young violet-eyed girl had spoken to her just a few minutes ago. After a speech that the girl gave Kraya, Kraya had decided that she wanted to live. The girl had held out her soft hand and Kraya had eaten little red stones from it. That was when Kraya had lost consciousness.

When she had woken up, she heard the girl repeating over and over, "It went wrong, all wrong! All wrong!" Kraya had wondered, What went wrong? What went all wrong, all wrong? Then she remembered…she had gone wrong…she had gone all wrong, all wrong. There had been something seriously flawed in her making. But, nevertheless, the girl had kept her alive. The girl had used her for so long, keeping herself alive by using an anti-aging potion every day for years and years. During that time, the girl, who had grown into an old woman by the next century, had created more beings like Kraya. She called them…homunculus…they each had certain powers. She had named them after the Seven Deadly Sins. Her most prized homunculi were Greed, who could change the surface of his body, and Pride, who could control the air molecules around her to do her will. Kraya had been Pride, she remembered.

Kraya could suddenly feel all of the emotions come rushing back to her. She could feel the harsh emotions that she had felt before. She felt her emotions towards Lust, and even towards Dante, their leader, their maker.

Then, Kraya remembered that day…the day in the rain…she had become too…what was it? She had become too…too independent…were Dante's words. So Dante 'took care' of Pride. She almost killed Pride, but the homunculus was only turned mortal, so Dante had cut off her limbs and left her for dead. And…And…

That was all that Kraya remembered. But she heard Dante's words…"You are no longer Kraya Ami'ish…You are Pride of the Seven Deadly Sins…" She had heard those words more than once.

Dante had been correct. She was no longer Kraya Ami'ish. Kraya Ami'ish was dead. So was Sin. Pride, the leader of the homunculi, was back. Her memory was restored.

Pride sat up and looked around her, turning her head cautiously from side to side. She smirked. A lot better than Russia, She recalled the scenery of the frostbitten country. It had been too cold, and too…too happy…for her. Yes, this is much better. Pride stood. Now, I wonder how my good friend Lust is doing…?

Short chapter, i know, but it was definitely necessary. Kraya does a lot of changes here. she recalls her past as Pride, and thus, it awakens Pride within her subconscious, if you didn't already get it. it can be VERY confusing, i know...a lot of times, i don't even know if what i'm writing makes any sense, so tell me if i'm not making any sense, kay? THANK YOU FOR UR REVIEWS AND CONTINUE R&Ring!