There were many moments in my life when the feeling of envy took over me, when I saw faces brim with joy. I wished I could smile at sight of the children's frolic, the joyful ardent inside of them, but I was just too arid to show the slightest hint of delight. Does that make me a monster? I always used to wonder.
I was mystified, how they could burst with so much signs of glee in the state of chaos. I had every reason for the one of the seven deadly sins to fall upon me. They had friends, people who loved them, their parents; who cherished them more than their own life. I had none.
The shinobi world was fraught with deceptions, hoaxes, traitors, and the many selfish people there were. ...view middle of the document...
"Why live in this bundle of thrash when it's unfair? Death is kind, so why not just die?" my father once told me. He suicided when all was gone, treachery falling upon me. He was a traitor, but why did I still love him? Why didn't I follow his footsteps and end my life life?
Well, my name is Satomi Kabe, and this is how I survive Fate. My story, in two simple words.
It was hard for her not to glare at the children, playing under the sun's warm cloak of light. Her dark eyes pierced deep into the youngester's soul, as it was easy for her to succumb to envy. She sat on the brown branch galore with scars, her slender frame covered by the shadow created by the pink petals. Below her were the kids she was silently watching, who frolic under the dancing blushing pink petals.
She had always had this creepy peculiar habit, stalking children and watch them, while they couldn't sense her gloomy presence around. The first time, she didn't intend to do such a eerie thing, as she ignored the cries of happiness. The second time, another coincidence, and so it continued, until she became so fixate to it that it became a hobby.
Her eyes were drowned in what seems like darkness, as her orbs focused on the children with ease. She wished that she could be astir like they were, protected and auspicious to Fate, happy and content like the sun that shined an eternity in the sky.
In the corner of her eyes of shadows, she felt a wet, little droplet forming. She wished that she could smile, despise the sadden and jealous state she was in, but her heart was too dull and powerful for her to even breach through. Perhaps it was mandatory, after all. Perhaps she couldn't even defy the laws, even though Fate blessed those who revolted against them.
She spuriously smiled at the thought.
Fate is truly cruel, isn't it? she pondered to herself. After what seems like minutes, hours escaped from time, as the mysterious colors of dusk darken twilight. It was time for the kids to return back to where they belonged; with their family. Her smile succumbed to a deep frown. How powerful envy is, being able to clog so much of her emotions, even though the feeling of loneliness was plausibly strong.
From what her eyes of shadows can see, the boy's parents took him in. Smiling. Laughing. With joy's side. Her eyes changed from jealously to anger. This was how she got her bounty.
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Blood shrouded the flagstone. She did it again. Envy was truly a murderous thing, when it was brim with its victim's wrath and lust for the fragile lives of humans to fall into the mostrous abyss of torture. There they were, strapped to the wooden floor and eyeing her with sorrow and pity.