Post by Lust on Dec 31, 2009 23:35:32 GMT -5
Name:
Lust ((Angora Syn))
Age:
New? ((27)) She ages very, very slowly.
Gender:
Female
Race:
Homonculus
Side:
Homunculus ((Her own))
Official Name:
Lust, Ultimate Spear
Rank:
The prettiest sin
Headquarters:
Wherever the person holding the leash happens to be.
Alchemy:
-Elongates fingers to sort of spears that can cut through anything.
-Heals rapidly and is very difficult to kill.
Abilities:
Clever and sassy, good at manipulating others.
Weapons:
Fingers?
Other:
Like the Lust before her she seems to partly work for herself but not so much to become human again but to become immortal.
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Relationship Status:
Single
Family:
Greed
Sloth
Wrath
Pride
Gluttony
Envy
A lost son somewhere in the world
Her father Alexander Syn
Animal Companion:
n/a
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Physical Descriptions:
Lust is perhaps one of the prettiest of the seven sins, she has long black curly hair that holds an almost violet tint to it. Hair length is down to her butt if not an inch shorter. For a Homonculus she has an odd eye color. Rather then a dark shade of violet she has very striking and beautiful teal eyes that hold a very human look to them aside from the moments her eye color actually switches to purple and her pupils shrink into slits. She has a black mark just under her right eye, and upside down black triangle in fact and on her upper back just between the shoulder blades is her mark of the Homonculus.
Her features are very sharp and fine and her build very lean. With pale to fair skin she looks a lot like a well dressed adult porcelain doll. Her lips are always black and her eyes are heavily outlines with black eyeliner making her look like the sort of woman you don’t want to play with. Being that she thinks herself to still be human ((just more evolved and smarter)) rather then a Homonculus she wears very human clothes. An almost Victorian styled dress of white and grey pinstriped with thigh high grey stalking and black glove’s that go to her upper arm ((much like the old Lust)) She prefers Victorian styled high heeled shoes and never would considered wearing boots since she views herself as a socialite with a high reputation.
Lust is of average height standing 5’7”, okay so she is a little tall for a girl. She appears to be between the ages of 25 to 27 and looks very mature yet not too old. She is the least dark of all the seven sins and is not a big fan of black. She normally keeps her hair down and lets her short lace sleeves fall off her shoulders in a rather seductive manor. Aside from the old Lust she is a lot leaner and perhaps almost less full body then the previous one but no less beautiful and certainly no less seductive in appearance.
Lust
Personality:
She is sort of a spoiled little brat who never takes no for an answer. She is determined to have things her way and will to anything to get what she wants. Being very clever she enjoys manipulating people to her will so she can use them as puppets to carry out her desires. Rather charming she is very polite and never for a moment losses her cool or gets angry ((well never shows it all that often)) She has a strange hatred for humans and views men as weak and stupid giving her an ever more superior complex.
Lust is horribly confused as to what she truly is and at times seems to show it. She can be rather clingy on the other humonculie but seems to also act as if she were superior nest to them. She is in no way sympathetic to anyone only thinking of herself and does not seem to actually know nor care about the concept of love. Certainly not the sort of woman you can get along with nor would want to be around since killing never seemed to bother her. She gets into a lot of arguments and normally wins them. One must always be aware of her sharp tongue, sharp wits, and even sharper nails.
Background:
As Angora:
Once known as Angora, the daughter of a State Alchemist she was born to a beautiful mother and dashing father who gave her the world. Her mother coming from a wealthy family Angora was born into the lap of luxury and never heard the word no when it came to asking for things. In fact Angora as a child was rather spoiled from the moment she was born. Being born two months early she nearly died before she even had a chance to live and being the only daughter of a great State Alchemist her life was highly valued. The first year she was alive was spent in and out of medical care, something that seemed to plague her even into her adulthood.
Angora was born with a rare blood disease that caused her to get bloody noses often and occasionally bleed through her tear ducts or if cut would not stop bleeding for a long time. This also caused Angora to be a very pale and sickly looking person who never developed as much as she could have and it left her seeming rather…lean. Aside from that she also developed Tuberculosis at a very young age due to her weak and weary body but was kept alive only by her fathers Alchemy…rather illegal sort that consisted of sacrificing others lives just for his child. Five years after Angora was born his wife passed away giving birth to a son who suffered mental and physical imperfections.
This left the poor Alchemist left alone in the world with a daughter doomed to die young and a son who would never live a normal life. Many times Angora’s father had considered doing the worst and trying to bring his wife back from the dead but he was unable to commit such a crime against his state, something he knew was against nature. Angora’s father continued to be her world and being that she was the only ‘normal’ child was treated better then her brother. She laughed and played like any normal little girl under the watchful eye of her father and maids. At the age of eight when her condition worsened and there were no more doctors who could help her her father set off on a quest to create the Philosophers stone in order to save her life.
Angora lived in a hospital losing her childhood until the time she was ten and not remembering much other then the friendly face of her brother Sebastian. As she lived or rather was dieing in the hospital her brother would visit her every day drawing her beautiful pictures, one of his only talents. The maids all knew the small girl would not hold on much longer and that no hope was left. When it seemed their predictions were correct her father had returned home and through some mystery Angora became very healthy, in fact all traces of her illness seemed gone…at least it seemed to be gone.
Angora grew to be a beautiful girl, the sort of social woman who made her father proud. When at age sixteen she was promised to a rather…mature suitor Angora felt the leash of obedience snap and itch of disobedience take control. She refused to be married no matter how much she would anger her father and in a fit of rage and a rather harsh argument ran away. When leaving home she took on the lifestyle her father would disapprove of most and became a girl living in a rather well organized brothel. Her hate for men was planted in her by her matron, a kind woman who loved and cared for all the girls, Angora the most treating her as her own daughter.
Angora learned that men were wicked and evil but women had power over them and therefore were the dominant sex. In her years in the brothel Angora rose up in power being the matron’s favorite girl and showing much promise. At the age of eighteen she was told by the matron herself that she would inherit the post of matron once she passed away. This news pleased Angora and she was happy to accept the task however the next news that came to her was not as happy. Not long after the news of being the chosen to take the matron’s place did Angora become deathly ill.
It did not take long for the young woman to learn of her fait…a fait of being a young mother trapped in a brothel with a child who would never be accepted as her own. Not even knowing her child’s father she was upset and the matron made her a deal that if the child was a girl she would live with them and be raised up ‘properly’ and inherit her mothers job as matron in the day Angora passed away. However if the child was born a boy then…it would be humanly done away with. Every night of her pregnancy Angora crossed her fingers that her child was born a girl even if in the beginning she begged for it to die. Over time she in fact grew attached to it as any mother would.
Upon delivering the child Angora was greatly weakened nearly bleeding to death. She was horrified to see her prayers had not been answered and the child was born a boy. Despite all her begging and pleading the matron refused to let this ‘abomination’ live and ordered one of her youngest girls to take the boy to the river and drown him. Angora refused and even in her weakened state tried to save the child but was convinced it was for her own good. Eventually Angora accepted it and watched her son and the young girl vanish out the door. However in a strange twist of fate the young girl was unable to drown the small boy and looking down at the angelic child nearly cried at the idea of such a horribly action to such an innocent thing. Rather then kill the baby the young girl ran away with him swearing to raise him as her own and thus Angora’s only child did live on outside his mothers reach.
The years after Angora was a harsher woman, more mature and cruel to the girls and yet in the same way kind to them. When she was twenty years old the matron passed away and Angora took her place now running the brothel. She was a very hard business woman that most of her customers feared while a select few came to love her for many reasons. She came to be a socialite and frequented many high class parties despite the rumors. It was through her mingling with the upper class that a rather dashing young man came to find her. Angora was charmed by the young gentleman and immediately became quite smitten with him despite her dislike for them.
Eventually the two became rather close; he was training to be an alchemist and was very good at his job. Angora continued the relationship with the young man for nearly a year until he decided to bring her to meet his family. Angora was rather nervous seeing as she had abandoned her own family so long ago and since then was not the sort of girl you wanted your parents to meet. In fact she was not the sort of girl you even wanted to be seen with. Still all the same her love for the young man drove her to meet his family, an act she would regret in due time. Upon arriving at the house a sudden sensation of familiarity came over her and she found herself facing a world she had left behind.
When entering the home to meet the young Alchemists father Angora was instead met by her own. To her horror her father took her in with a loving embrace but she was not filled with joy but rather disgust. The man she had come to love was her own brother. After many hours of being talked out of a rather frightful suicide attempt her father took her into his study and told her of the philosopher’s stone and how he had used it to save her life and fix her brother in the years after she ran away. He wore it always on his hand, a small stone set into a ring to remind him of the things he had lost and the things he had saved.
When Angora was twenty three she moved back into her home refusing to so much as look at her brother despite the feelings he still had for her. She left the brothel and the girls to fend for themselves not caring mush for them or able to face them due to all her mistakes she had committed and she felt home was the only place where she would be accepted and only because her father saw no sin of hers. In his eyes she was perfect and it made her feel as if she was actually truly perfect and free from all sins. Despite being perfect in the eyes of her father she was seen as a monster in the eyes of her brother simply because he continued to display affection towards her and she refused to show it back.
They lived in very uncomfortable state until one night just after her twenty-third birthday he attacked her in her room. Angora fought back despite him being able to use alchemy and her only having a little knowledge on it. Twisting his hands around her throat he decided if he could not have her no one would and tried desperately to strangle her to death. Angora tried to cry out only to be unable to make a sound through his tight grip. As her world started going black she heard a single gunshot and was able to breath again. Standing at the end of her bed was her father with gun in hand. On the floor lay her dead brother.
Her father was never the same after putting his only son in the ground and after the incident he became very worried about Angora. An old friend seemed to return to her from the past as well, her blood disease. At first it was nothing more then a nose bleed but within months she was fading fast and doctors estimated she only had months to live. Angora did not understand herself, she was told her father had fixed her with the philosophers stone. What her father had learned to his own horror was that stone was not real and because of it he would lose both his children.
Angora continued to survive longer then doctors had hopped but she was bedridden most of her final years. Her father studied hard almost never seeing her but once a month. He perhaps wished he could have spent more time with her. Around the age of twenty seven Angora got even worse and on December 18th she finally passed away, her lungs filling with blood in the night. Of course no one seemed to notice she had died since her father had taken her body away in the morning and brought it someplace far from any human inhabitance. There he did something no human should ever try, her tried a human transmutation, a desperate act to bring his daughter back from the dead.
As you can imagine his love for his girl was stronger then even the love for his wife. It drove his feelings of murdered and going against nature away and forced him to attempt in saving her. Despite all his efforts he failed and he learned of the monster he had created now for the second time. Losing his legs he traded them to bring her back but instead he brought back a horrible deformed creature. Rather then killing it as some would have done he kept it alive hidden in the basement of an abandoned house. He hid the monster there for four months until someone found out and brought a small mob to the house to destroy it. After the monster was killed they went to his home finding him in his study reading over books in hopes to turn her back to the way she was. Rather then punish the man they let him go knowing this was punishment enough. Now Alexander Syn lives alone in his madness and work, his efforts to bring her back and this time as she was meant to be.
As Lust:
Being new to the world she does not remember much aside from a few scattered things here and there. For the most part she is a clean slate waking up in a hospital after blacking out near some river. Fishermen had found her walking about dazed and confused and bare of any clothes with strange markings on her body. Lust had no name she could recall and therefore was simply called Jane. She stayed in the hospital for a few weeks before she was allowed to leave thinking there had been some horrible accident that caused her to loss her memory.
She had been half correct but no one was around to tell her that since the other homonculie were unable to find her immediately. It took five long months before they located her all the while Lust had been living with the fisherman who had saved her and his family as his wife. She knew deep down inside she was not meant to be a lowly house wife caring for a husband twice her age and his three sons but then again they were all she knew. It was not until one night a stranger had come to their home seeking shelter in the night that Lusts life started to piece together.
Helping the weary traveler she gave him a place to stay and proved very kind to him. It was not until all were asleep aside from her who could never seem to go to sleep that the stranger came to her and started talking of strange things that she seemed to understand even if she should not have been able to. The stranger then feed her odd stones made from human souls and it was at the moment Lust realized what she was. The stranger was like her, a Homonculus, Envy at that, her very first teacher.
Once she discovered her true nature she knew what she had to do, test her own skills and get out of this little house. That morning just as everyone was waking up she slaughtered the entire family using her powers and fled the village she was staying at. Ever since that day Lust has been on the lose working with the others like her to gain immortality and power, to become unlike any human could ever be. From that day on Lust has been lose with one mission, to make the real philosophers stone for her own greedy use.
Lust ((Angora Syn))
Age:
New? ((27)) She ages very, very slowly.
Gender:
Female
Race:
Homonculus
Side:
Homunculus ((Her own))
Official Name:
Lust, Ultimate Spear
Rank:
The prettiest sin
Headquarters:
Wherever the person holding the leash happens to be.
Alchemy:
-Elongates fingers to sort of spears that can cut through anything.
-Heals rapidly and is very difficult to kill.
Abilities:
Clever and sassy, good at manipulating others.
Weapons:
Fingers?
Other:
Like the Lust before her she seems to partly work for herself but not so much to become human again but to become immortal.
********************
Relationship Status:
Single
Family:
Greed
Sloth
Wrath
Pride
Gluttony
Envy
A lost son somewhere in the world
Her father Alexander Syn
Animal Companion:
n/a
*******************
Physical Descriptions:
Lust is perhaps one of the prettiest of the seven sins, she has long black curly hair that holds an almost violet tint to it. Hair length is down to her butt if not an inch shorter. For a Homonculus she has an odd eye color. Rather then a dark shade of violet she has very striking and beautiful teal eyes that hold a very human look to them aside from the moments her eye color actually switches to purple and her pupils shrink into slits. She has a black mark just under her right eye, and upside down black triangle in fact and on her upper back just between the shoulder blades is her mark of the Homonculus.
Her features are very sharp and fine and her build very lean. With pale to fair skin she looks a lot like a well dressed adult porcelain doll. Her lips are always black and her eyes are heavily outlines with black eyeliner making her look like the sort of woman you don’t want to play with. Being that she thinks herself to still be human ((just more evolved and smarter)) rather then a Homonculus she wears very human clothes. An almost Victorian styled dress of white and grey pinstriped with thigh high grey stalking and black glove’s that go to her upper arm ((much like the old Lust)) She prefers Victorian styled high heeled shoes and never would considered wearing boots since she views herself as a socialite with a high reputation.
Lust is of average height standing 5’7”, okay so she is a little tall for a girl. She appears to be between the ages of 25 to 27 and looks very mature yet not too old. She is the least dark of all the seven sins and is not a big fan of black. She normally keeps her hair down and lets her short lace sleeves fall off her shoulders in a rather seductive manor. Aside from the old Lust she is a lot leaner and perhaps almost less full body then the previous one but no less beautiful and certainly no less seductive in appearance.
Lust
Personality:
She is sort of a spoiled little brat who never takes no for an answer. She is determined to have things her way and will to anything to get what she wants. Being very clever she enjoys manipulating people to her will so she can use them as puppets to carry out her desires. Rather charming she is very polite and never for a moment losses her cool or gets angry ((well never shows it all that often)) She has a strange hatred for humans and views men as weak and stupid giving her an ever more superior complex.
Lust is horribly confused as to what she truly is and at times seems to show it. She can be rather clingy on the other humonculie but seems to also act as if she were superior nest to them. She is in no way sympathetic to anyone only thinking of herself and does not seem to actually know nor care about the concept of love. Certainly not the sort of woman you can get along with nor would want to be around since killing never seemed to bother her. She gets into a lot of arguments and normally wins them. One must always be aware of her sharp tongue, sharp wits, and even sharper nails.
Background:
As Angora:
Once known as Angora, the daughter of a State Alchemist she was born to a beautiful mother and dashing father who gave her the world. Her mother coming from a wealthy family Angora was born into the lap of luxury and never heard the word no when it came to asking for things. In fact Angora as a child was rather spoiled from the moment she was born. Being born two months early she nearly died before she even had a chance to live and being the only daughter of a great State Alchemist her life was highly valued. The first year she was alive was spent in and out of medical care, something that seemed to plague her even into her adulthood.
Angora was born with a rare blood disease that caused her to get bloody noses often and occasionally bleed through her tear ducts or if cut would not stop bleeding for a long time. This also caused Angora to be a very pale and sickly looking person who never developed as much as she could have and it left her seeming rather…lean. Aside from that she also developed Tuberculosis at a very young age due to her weak and weary body but was kept alive only by her fathers Alchemy…rather illegal sort that consisted of sacrificing others lives just for his child. Five years after Angora was born his wife passed away giving birth to a son who suffered mental and physical imperfections.
This left the poor Alchemist left alone in the world with a daughter doomed to die young and a son who would never live a normal life. Many times Angora’s father had considered doing the worst and trying to bring his wife back from the dead but he was unable to commit such a crime against his state, something he knew was against nature. Angora’s father continued to be her world and being that she was the only ‘normal’ child was treated better then her brother. She laughed and played like any normal little girl under the watchful eye of her father and maids. At the age of eight when her condition worsened and there were no more doctors who could help her her father set off on a quest to create the Philosophers stone in order to save her life.
Angora lived in a hospital losing her childhood until the time she was ten and not remembering much other then the friendly face of her brother Sebastian. As she lived or rather was dieing in the hospital her brother would visit her every day drawing her beautiful pictures, one of his only talents. The maids all knew the small girl would not hold on much longer and that no hope was left. When it seemed their predictions were correct her father had returned home and through some mystery Angora became very healthy, in fact all traces of her illness seemed gone…at least it seemed to be gone.
Angora grew to be a beautiful girl, the sort of social woman who made her father proud. When at age sixteen she was promised to a rather…mature suitor Angora felt the leash of obedience snap and itch of disobedience take control. She refused to be married no matter how much she would anger her father and in a fit of rage and a rather harsh argument ran away. When leaving home she took on the lifestyle her father would disapprove of most and became a girl living in a rather well organized brothel. Her hate for men was planted in her by her matron, a kind woman who loved and cared for all the girls, Angora the most treating her as her own daughter.
Angora learned that men were wicked and evil but women had power over them and therefore were the dominant sex. In her years in the brothel Angora rose up in power being the matron’s favorite girl and showing much promise. At the age of eighteen she was told by the matron herself that she would inherit the post of matron once she passed away. This news pleased Angora and she was happy to accept the task however the next news that came to her was not as happy. Not long after the news of being the chosen to take the matron’s place did Angora become deathly ill.
It did not take long for the young woman to learn of her fait…a fait of being a young mother trapped in a brothel with a child who would never be accepted as her own. Not even knowing her child’s father she was upset and the matron made her a deal that if the child was a girl she would live with them and be raised up ‘properly’ and inherit her mothers job as matron in the day Angora passed away. However if the child was born a boy then…it would be humanly done away with. Every night of her pregnancy Angora crossed her fingers that her child was born a girl even if in the beginning she begged for it to die. Over time she in fact grew attached to it as any mother would.
Upon delivering the child Angora was greatly weakened nearly bleeding to death. She was horrified to see her prayers had not been answered and the child was born a boy. Despite all her begging and pleading the matron refused to let this ‘abomination’ live and ordered one of her youngest girls to take the boy to the river and drown him. Angora refused and even in her weakened state tried to save the child but was convinced it was for her own good. Eventually Angora accepted it and watched her son and the young girl vanish out the door. However in a strange twist of fate the young girl was unable to drown the small boy and looking down at the angelic child nearly cried at the idea of such a horribly action to such an innocent thing. Rather then kill the baby the young girl ran away with him swearing to raise him as her own and thus Angora’s only child did live on outside his mothers reach.
The years after Angora was a harsher woman, more mature and cruel to the girls and yet in the same way kind to them. When she was twenty years old the matron passed away and Angora took her place now running the brothel. She was a very hard business woman that most of her customers feared while a select few came to love her for many reasons. She came to be a socialite and frequented many high class parties despite the rumors. It was through her mingling with the upper class that a rather dashing young man came to find her. Angora was charmed by the young gentleman and immediately became quite smitten with him despite her dislike for them.
Eventually the two became rather close; he was training to be an alchemist and was very good at his job. Angora continued the relationship with the young man for nearly a year until he decided to bring her to meet his family. Angora was rather nervous seeing as she had abandoned her own family so long ago and since then was not the sort of girl you wanted your parents to meet. In fact she was not the sort of girl you even wanted to be seen with. Still all the same her love for the young man drove her to meet his family, an act she would regret in due time. Upon arriving at the house a sudden sensation of familiarity came over her and she found herself facing a world she had left behind.
When entering the home to meet the young Alchemists father Angora was instead met by her own. To her horror her father took her in with a loving embrace but she was not filled with joy but rather disgust. The man she had come to love was her own brother. After many hours of being talked out of a rather frightful suicide attempt her father took her into his study and told her of the philosopher’s stone and how he had used it to save her life and fix her brother in the years after she ran away. He wore it always on his hand, a small stone set into a ring to remind him of the things he had lost and the things he had saved.
When Angora was twenty three she moved back into her home refusing to so much as look at her brother despite the feelings he still had for her. She left the brothel and the girls to fend for themselves not caring mush for them or able to face them due to all her mistakes she had committed and she felt home was the only place where she would be accepted and only because her father saw no sin of hers. In his eyes she was perfect and it made her feel as if she was actually truly perfect and free from all sins. Despite being perfect in the eyes of her father she was seen as a monster in the eyes of her brother simply because he continued to display affection towards her and she refused to show it back.
They lived in very uncomfortable state until one night just after her twenty-third birthday he attacked her in her room. Angora fought back despite him being able to use alchemy and her only having a little knowledge on it. Twisting his hands around her throat he decided if he could not have her no one would and tried desperately to strangle her to death. Angora tried to cry out only to be unable to make a sound through his tight grip. As her world started going black she heard a single gunshot and was able to breath again. Standing at the end of her bed was her father with gun in hand. On the floor lay her dead brother.
Her father was never the same after putting his only son in the ground and after the incident he became very worried about Angora. An old friend seemed to return to her from the past as well, her blood disease. At first it was nothing more then a nose bleed but within months she was fading fast and doctors estimated she only had months to live. Angora did not understand herself, she was told her father had fixed her with the philosophers stone. What her father had learned to his own horror was that stone was not real and because of it he would lose both his children.
Angora continued to survive longer then doctors had hopped but she was bedridden most of her final years. Her father studied hard almost never seeing her but once a month. He perhaps wished he could have spent more time with her. Around the age of twenty seven Angora got even worse and on December 18th she finally passed away, her lungs filling with blood in the night. Of course no one seemed to notice she had died since her father had taken her body away in the morning and brought it someplace far from any human inhabitance. There he did something no human should ever try, her tried a human transmutation, a desperate act to bring his daughter back from the dead.
As you can imagine his love for his girl was stronger then even the love for his wife. It drove his feelings of murdered and going against nature away and forced him to attempt in saving her. Despite all his efforts he failed and he learned of the monster he had created now for the second time. Losing his legs he traded them to bring her back but instead he brought back a horrible deformed creature. Rather then killing it as some would have done he kept it alive hidden in the basement of an abandoned house. He hid the monster there for four months until someone found out and brought a small mob to the house to destroy it. After the monster was killed they went to his home finding him in his study reading over books in hopes to turn her back to the way she was. Rather then punish the man they let him go knowing this was punishment enough. Now Alexander Syn lives alone in his madness and work, his efforts to bring her back and this time as she was meant to be.
As Lust:
Being new to the world she does not remember much aside from a few scattered things here and there. For the most part she is a clean slate waking up in a hospital after blacking out near some river. Fishermen had found her walking about dazed and confused and bare of any clothes with strange markings on her body. Lust had no name she could recall and therefore was simply called Jane. She stayed in the hospital for a few weeks before she was allowed to leave thinking there had been some horrible accident that caused her to loss her memory.
She had been half correct but no one was around to tell her that since the other homonculie were unable to find her immediately. It took five long months before they located her all the while Lust had been living with the fisherman who had saved her and his family as his wife. She knew deep down inside she was not meant to be a lowly house wife caring for a husband twice her age and his three sons but then again they were all she knew. It was not until one night a stranger had come to their home seeking shelter in the night that Lusts life started to piece together.
Helping the weary traveler she gave him a place to stay and proved very kind to him. It was not until all were asleep aside from her who could never seem to go to sleep that the stranger came to her and started talking of strange things that she seemed to understand even if she should not have been able to. The stranger then feed her odd stones made from human souls and it was at the moment Lust realized what she was. The stranger was like her, a Homonculus, Envy at that, her very first teacher.
Once she discovered her true nature she knew what she had to do, test her own skills and get out of this little house. That morning just as everyone was waking up she slaughtered the entire family using her powers and fled the village she was staying at. Ever since that day Lust has been on the lose working with the others like her to gain immortality and power, to become unlike any human could ever be. From that day on Lust has been lose with one mission, to make the real philosophers stone for her own greedy use.