Mortal Sin Vs Venial Sin Novels & Stories

After Fennel finished speaking, Philip thought silently for a while and asked, “Is there any way to make him lose his reputation or even get disqualified as a candidate for the chief god election?” Fennel frowned, thought for a moment, and said, “From the looks of it, Leo must commit an unforgivable sin in the sacred city before he can be stripped of his status as a candidate for the chief god.” “An unforgivable sin?” Philip asked. Fennel nodded and said, “There are three unforgivable sins. First, cause a war in the sacred city. Because the people of the sacred city are peace lovers, once a war is invoked in the sacred city, he’ll definitely become the public enemy of everyone. Second, kill

Always envying other deadly sins. Beelzebub the fifth deadly sin, a woman with red hair, she is the sin of gluttony. Always eating 24/7. Wrath the sixth deadly sin, a man with golden hair and golden eyes, he is the sin of anger. Always angry for everything. Belphegor the seventh deadly sin, a man with brown hair and golden eyes, he is the sin of sloth. Always lazy. With Lucifer they complete the seven deadly sins, but as Lucifer was no longer in hell they left and roamed around the earth deceiving people.

I need as much out of him as I can possibly get. “You see, you’re one of us,” he tells me. My eyes widen. “Perhaps not on the same tier of immortality as Fate, or me, for example. But you are part of the Seven Virtues.” Not many people know of the Seven Sins or the Seven Virtues. They keep to themselves, but their existence is the reason why mortals are the way they are. There names are something I’m not familiar with, which I am grateful for. The Sins, at least, are the most frightful of the few. The Virtues, I don’t mind so much.

The doors behind them slammed shut with a deafening boom. Everyone jumped. “What the fuck?” Damien shouted, running back to the doors. He pulled hard, but they wouldn’t budge. The windows sealed themselves with a grinding sound, metal shutters sliding down from nowhere. Panic rippled through the group. Then a deep, ancient voice echoed through the entire mansion, smooth and terrifying, coming from everywhere and nowhere at once. “Welcome, little sinners… to The House That Feeds On Sin.” The voice paused, letting the words sink in.

Liam was, without a doubt, a different level of fucked up. “‘Everyone comes naked from their mother’s womb.’ That phrase is straight out of the Bible, Hilary. When people—even you and me—came into this world, we were immaculate and uninhibited. But as mere human beings, we are also weak and curious. These things are etched in our nature. And the moment we enter this worldly realm, we give in to the false trappings and disassociate ourselves from our original essence. We sin. There are thousands and thousands of ways that we sin, but the most destructive and root of it all that impedes us from our spiritual progress are the seven deadly ones.”

And different routes. We'd never claimed to be saints. To some people, there was no such thing as a big or small sin. Wrong was wrong. But in my opinion… who in the name of ever-loving fuck thought that way? How could one argue there was no scale when it came to wrongdoing? That was like saying a rapist had done equal wrong as the man who cheated on his wife. Bullshit. No matter who said what, I believed sin could be measured. And it was because of this I knew the Morellos were far higher on the wrongdoing scale than we were.

— I’ll let you live, Volkov, — Caelith says — if you tell me how you found out she’s an umbra. Volkov lifts his chin, defiant. — You think you’re the only one who buys secrets from the enemy, Caelith? — All this time I kept wondering why you called her a ‘greater sin’… — he brushes his jaw with his thumb. — What could be more sinful than a Nephilim? Volkov pales beside me. The younger one falters, loosening his grip just enough for me to drag in a ragged breath. — The greater sin, — Caelith goes on, voice rising, — would be a double one, wouldn’t it? The child born of a woman who sold her blood and her body, and a man who vowed his life to God!

I wanted him to look at me, to face me here of all places. I thought he would ignore me. I smiled thinking of what I'd do if he had. “Yes?” he finally said, voice tight. “Do you have a question?” I smiled faintly. “Yes, Father. I do.” I stood up slowly, feeling every gaze follow me. The whispering had already begun, low murmurs spreading like ripples in water. I didn’t care. I was here for him, not them. My voice was calm, even polite as I asked. “You said fornication is a sin, Father. But tell me, between a man and a woman, and between two men... which is the greater sin in the eyes of your God?”

I’m unable to hold in a growl John raises an eyebrow, “Alpha Sin is asleep and not up for visitors, as for Jessie, she hasn’t been here” “I don’t give a shit” and I shove past him, Liam following behind with a grimace. I wasn’t even sure where that assholes room was, but I started banging doors open and flicking on lights, Liam turning them off and shutting them behind me. Finally reaching the end of a hallway, I kick open the double doors of the room and see Alpha Sin sit up in bed, he looks fucking terrible. Like he was hit by a car, scrapes on his arms and shoulders, blood coating his hands, his hair completely sticking up in odd directions and a look of defeat on his face, like he gave z

"Son, be serious and confess your sin." After laughing for a moment, I stopped and stepped out of the confession booth. "Confess my sins? What sin could I possibly confess?" The priest followed me, his footsteps approaching me from behind. "Imagine this scene," I continued. "The devil confessing his sins…that would really be a ridiculous joke." The priest's eyebrows furrowed instantly as he stared at me with a confused expression. "Son, I don't think referring to yourself as the devil is anything any Christian would want to do."