CHAPTER XXXI 

           (DEADLY SINS)

           TO a sinister smile that draws into HIS face, he comfortably sits and afloat unto the center of HIS sanctuary as the thousand mirrors with their distinct features, designs, and marks surround HIM. Starring somewhat blankly, yet not into space, the mirror around HIM reflected the choices, events, and scenes each of the characters in IT’s game is choosing. To the game that’s progressing rapidly and the desire of the main created souls are eminent and is being fed by the sins, HE disappointedly smiles as he observes everyone from his void. Yet. 

           “Now, now, now, whose path should intervene next?”