Gluttony Fullmetal Alchemist Novels & Stories

‘This…. this think is a true glutton’. There no change in it even after absorbing my aurora like drinking water, I know that if it drink it all, I will cease to exist, because that is the embodiment of myself but Ican’t let it be so I have to stop it, although I couldn’t feel fear or anything else but I still have sense of preservation, waiting this bottomless hole suck me dryuntil it will be satisfied is not an option.

like flies. Thousands upon thousands of fat, mutant, yellow flies. “Join us,” he buzzed with a chorus of voices, “accept His Blessing. Be remade in His Image. Join in Communion with us.” I stared at him, mouth hanging open. His eyes glowed a yellow twice as bright as his suit. His teeth glimmered a sickly, unnatural yellow. His face sagged, the flesh loose around the eyes and mouth, like an ill-fitting rubber mask that no longer held the shape of a human face. A nauseating thought bubbled up in my head: If I were to pull off the man in yellow’s face . . . what would I see, underneath?

As his body was being reformed, Fane felt like a hungry ghost that had not eaten anything for dozens of days. Those treasures were like a banquet to Fane as they turned into energy. Fane frantically absorbed it, not leaving a single shred behind. Even after absorbing so many treasures, Fane still felt like it was not enough. So, Fane took out thirty pieces of purple gold from Mustard Seed and tossed them in.

Not even the Romans at their eating-until-you-vomit banquets ate like this. Locifron looks at the souls eating. Yes, it was true. They ate by filling their hands and mouths with food. All visible parts were dirty with food, and even in total abundance, they fought for the same piece of food. - How come so much food, instead of making me hungry, makes me sick? – Lucifron asks. - The best thing is to start looking for the soul near the walls, closets, and shelves. Lucifer doesn't put it next to the tables. With their gluttony, they could eat it.

"Your pathetic complexion is enough to tell me how weak your stamina is. Tonight... I don't want my 'partner' passing out halfway through from exhaustion." The blatant reminder of "tonight" made Alma’s fingers freeze around her fork. The premium cut of beef before her suddenly turned bitter and impossible to swallow. Under his forceful prodding, this lavish meal felt like nothing less than fattening up a prey right before the hour of sacrifice. Humiliation and fear welled up in her throat, leaving her choked.

“ It’s great then. If that’s the case, then you’ll be secure about her, not leaving you again. “ The sin of gluttony playfully said with his sarcastic smile. Yes! The sin of greed has a greedy personality like his sin. He want Thea to be his completely, every edge of her. Dye’s friends spent two hours talking about an important case, and one of those was about the eleventh city of the realm. Although Dye was the one who investigated it first, but he tapped them to help in order to have an early and solid results.

"Why do I get the feeling you all don't want me here?" "On the contrary," one of the five said, reaching nonchalantly over the table for a scone. "You know I like a show with my dessert." Wrath's grin widen as he pointed an excited finger at him. "Exactly why you're my favourite, Gluttony." Wrath... Gluttony? Don't tell me... The seven. Deadly. Motherfucking sins? Why didn't I put two and two together? It makes perfect sense now. Why does he exude so much power... he is a prince of hell. They all are.

The Caloric Debt—the hunger caused by my regeneration—was back, clawing at my stomach walls. "Eat," Malik said, pouring a jug of water. "Your metabolism is demanding payment. If you do not feed the engine, it will consume the chassis." I didn't wait for manners. I grabbed a leg of roasted goat and tore into it. It was savory, rich, and perfectly spiced. I ate with a feral intensity, ignoring the grease running down my chin. I devoured bananas, mangoes, and chunks of bread. Eliana ate too, though more slowly. She sat close to me, her eyes darting around the room, analyzing the exits, analyzing Malik.

“Be patient, we will have our time as it will not take long.” Scolding him as the one who owns an ash blue pair of color eyes and black hair reminded while sitting unto the glass window overlooking the bright full moon as his embodiment and prominent symbol is beaming as the sin of Pride. “It’s better this way as I can eat whatever soul I want without anyone noticing.” Giggling as the embodiment and prominent symbol of the sin of Glutton added, with his pair of reddish eyes and a mix of red and brown hair marks while sipping his drink and comfortably leaning onto the wine table of their mansion.

Snarling in irritation, I walked ahead of the fallen alpha with firm steps. “To Sophie, I hope our bath compensates for everything I'm going through here!” I muttered to myself, annoyed. The environment smelled of food, and piles of wealth were scattered everywhere. Condemned souls vomited coins while food dripped from their eye sockets, creating a disgusting scene. “Hunf, a sin I don't understand,” I grumbled, catching the attention of the black wolf. “Gluttony goes beyond food. Many souls here are trapped by gluttony, by the thirst for money, power, and dominance. They never felt satisfied!” He explained, looking over his shoulders at me. “I'm surprised you're not affected here.”