We all have memories to recall. Envy has some of his childhood as a human. They are happy memories, but he despises them. Gluttony I'm not to sure of though. He's far too simple minded in my opinion, but if he does they are probably happy too. But mine are filled with betrayal. I only remember how I loved that woman, and how she betrayed me. I gave her my heart, my soul. But that only blinded me to the truth. I only remember the day of my death.
When I... no not 'I', that man isn't me, he is some one else... When he came home after a trip, she seemed happy to see him.
"Oh Calsifer, I'm glad you're back."
When I think back at the way she said it now, I can hear sarcasm.
Her sweat smile on her face.
When that smile flashes over my mind, I can see it was strained.
He smiled.
"Where is my stepson?"
The boy didn't look like her, with his blond hair, gold eyes, and evil sneer. The bastard.
"Away."
She was lying, lying! He was behind the man, the man that I was modeled after!
"Calsifer?"
"Yes?"
He was a fool to not see her treachery.
"I missed you, so much."
Pain! Something ran through his back.
Her smile turned evil.
"Pathetic." a man with unruly dark green says.
Envy the bastard!
"Are you sure you want to use him Dante?"
'Why?' the fool thought.
The man was so stupid for thinking that. She was in love with a man that saw her evil, and left her, never to return.
"Yes Envy."
Stupid whore, which is what she was and still is.
"But his skin is so soft."
"It won't be when he comes back." her smile widens.
Everything is quiet, for he is dead.
Then I was born.
Burning pain. Needles sticking in my lungs. And a horse voice.
"...iwant..." I said.
The greed I felt, it was unbearable. I wanted sex, money, woman, power, fame, and everything that existed.
"I... want..." I said again.
"We heard you the first time."
When I first saw Envy, I hated him.
I was feed, given a form, clothed, and... named.
"Your name is Greed." Dante says.
The years went by, and my greed got me locked up. For one hundred years.
I'm free now, but I don't know how long that will last.
My greed, my lust for more is only partly the reason why I tried to leave. I also left because I wanted to forget those painful, human memories. The memories that Dante awakened in me.