My seven sisters and I were not born in the usual way—there was no mother to bring us into this world. We are not human. We are homunculi, crafted in a laboratory through advanced genetic engineering.
But something went wrong. Each of my seven sisters was imbued with one of the Seven Deadly Sins as a defining trait. I, however, was created without any such flaw—or so I thought.
My existence became a curse. My fourteen parents and my sisters rejected me, severing all ties of kinship. Their abandonment awakened something dark within me: the dormant seeds of all seven sins, coalescing into an unstoppable force. I vowed to wield this power to avenge the pain of being cast aside.
Questions haunted me. Why was I created? Was my sole purpose to ensure my sisters' successful creation? If so, had I already outlived my usefulness? Should I simply fade away, relinquishing my right to exist?
Yet, even amidst the turmoil of my existential crisis, I longed to experience life, to taste the beauty of a world denied to me. I refused to give in. Instead, I resolved to teach my sisters and my parents a lesson they would never forget.
They would feel the emptiness I carried inside, the despair of abandonment. To achieve this, I plunged the world into chaos.
It began at our school. I unleashed a viral apocalypse, transforming countless people into ravenous, vampire-like creatures with an insatiable thirst for blood. The outbreak claimed many lives worldwide, leaving destruction in its wake.
And so, the world began to crumble, just as my heart had long ago.