Seven Deadly Sins
By Sachi Gosetsuke
Summary: Vanity. Greed. Sloth. Gluttony. Lust. Envy. Wrath. Seven deadly sins sprouting from a simple man's desires…
Sachi: special thanks to all who reviewed. Scarlet-child happens to have great creativity just like me x) And if you haven't noticed, this rating went down…but it can also go up as well…
Disclaimer: I don't own any Tekken characters or Tekken itself. I researched the seven deadly sins from various websites in order to write this story. No copyright infringement intended. The plot is 100 percent original and mine. Though the seven deadly sins is a religious sort of thing with Christians, you do not have to think of it as such. Enjoy the story.
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Second Sin: Greed
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Greed; another sin of excess. It is the desire for material wealth or gain, ignoring the realm of the spiritual.
Power was such a wonderful thing.
He now had the ability to gain all he had ever wanted. Like achieving priceless items to claim as his. Or perhaps finishing off other silly vendettas that he had been putting off over the years. He could manipulate people without so much as uttering a single sentence. He could destroy worlds and recreate them, perish the weak and the wicked, bringing forth his own creations. He could even kidnap people, destroy their lives, and have them disappear from the face of the Earth as if they had never even existed before.
Jin came to love this power.
You'd like that very much, wouldn't you, Master? You no longer need the trust of other world leaders, or other powerful beings; they are afraid and powerless. They'll go down on their knees for you now. You hold all the cards.
How very curious it was, that he, Jin Kazama, now willingly paid heed to Devil's words. Devil sure was a good persuader, no longer attacking his weak points to see him squirm, but tempting him by it and allowing him to gain so much power and authority over all who never knew him.
Devil called him master; oh, he liked that very much. It gave him a good sense that he not only conquered the whole world but also his inner demon. It didn't take much for Devil to convince Jin to do his bidding; whatever Devil commanded sounded always right to him.
The power became addicting; there was never too much for him, and some days there was never enough.
It never ceased to amuse him than to see a fellow Tekken Force salute and bid to his command sharply without question or hesitance, or to see fear in the eyes of those he questioned or corrected. Even when he tells a maid to clean this or give him that was enough to feed his greed.
But Devil provided much fuel to this deadly sin.
You never did like the cruelties in this pitiful world; finish what your grandfather started. Put out the senseless "wars" and human conflicts to rest like blowing out candles on a birthday cake. Capture those who have done wrong and punish them. Destroy the damned and banish the ones who dare speak out against you. You know you want to, Master. The more you clean up now, the less you need to later.
The power was endless. And addicting.
He could do everything that his father and grandfather couldn't even dream of. Anything he wanted…and more.
Sometimes it even scared him.
Sometimes he would wake up shaking from a hideous nightmare filled with darkness, hatred, and violence. Sometimes these dreams included people he knew, people from the tournament, even people he loved. Sometimes in his dreams he would be standing on top of a mountain of dead bodies, lives he had killed, used, tortured, kidnapped…
And sometimes he would remember his mother, teaching him what was right and what was wrong. Then, he would realize how ashamed she would be for what he was doing now…But then he remembered how she died by the hands of Ogre, how he tried to save her, and that when he woke up she wasn't there and he couldn't even find her body…
Sometimes he would break out of the strange hypnotic spell that seemed to bind him under Devil's will. When he's not filled with this strong sense of pride and this new found greed that boils stronger within him every day, he's trapped within his own mind. And suddenly he realizes what was really happening, what he was doing, and he forgets why he did it and why he wanted it. It terrifies him, numbs him to the core. And yet a strange thrill overcomes the fear and he wonders what else he can do, how he can do it, how soon will the deed be finished…
And he slowly drifts back, back to where he belonged where he knew he wouldn't have to worry anymore under his own spell. And where he knows that everything else didn't matter, because everything was his.
Greed; such a terribly wicked sin. So powerfully tempting, though, as it can easily overcome the human soul…
I liked this chapter – but it was pretty hard to write. Hopefully the sentences don't seem like run-ons though, I had trouble with that as well. And as for the last line: well…just something for you guys to ponder on. Like, could it have been Jin who said it himself, or Devil, or just a bunch of author's nonsense? Hehe, review thoughtfully! (Or just review at all).