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  This journal is a record of the maturing stages of my Demon of Vice, Pride.
  
  Post one: Introduction
  Post two: Backstory
  Post three: Gallery

This is story is not of my own creation. It was written by the 'creature' creator, Humility. He plans to open a shop, to allow the other six demons, and seven angels to be placed with a guardian, the their stage of evolution is processed, so that people will have examples of what to expect from their own unique demon/angle.

Angles of Virtue and Demons of Vice

The angles of virtue with to change the world. They are disgusted by the overflow of sin in the world of men. But since angels cannot defy the commands of God nor punish those who pollute the world, they have devised a plan to purify the planet.

To a man of noble intentions, each angle of virtue bestowed upon him a sphere of power. Into each sphere, they pure the essence of the virtue each angle is a guardian of. Chastity, Abstinence, Liberality, Diligence, Patience, Kindness and most importantly, Humility. From each sphere, a new breed of angels shall be born. Angels that can walk the world, and directly interact with humans.

But, before they achieve their matured forms, they must be raised from their child stage and nurtured by a human guardian.

Seven humans, from all walks of life, will be chosen to raise these angels. They must care for them, nurture them and protect them until they can reach the age of ended innocence and do as they were created to.

The flaw in creating these new angels, and having them live among humans, is they are completely aware of their possession of the most precious human quality. Freewill. But, unlike humans, they will not suffer the wrath of hell should they sin, for they are divine. They will for all eternity.

It's unknown how these new angels will purify the world. I could be through divine punishment, or gentle instruction. While one angel might choose to carefully remove temptations, another might kill those who do not obey their virtue.

Guardians are carefully selected to ensure the latter of the two are avoided, but humans, while with the best intentions at times, are still capable of the most terrible actions.

The demons of Vice are not as evil as people often believe them to be. They simply enjoy and encourage humans to take as much pleasure as they can from life. While this is often perceived as evil doing, because it denies the soul access to heaven, these demons cannot understand it. Heaven is something only described in words to them.

The seven demons of vice see heaven as a state of mind achievable on Earth by committing the sin of embracing the vices. While this is not always the case, and not even confirmed as truth, many people believe that is how these seven demons think.

When the Demons of Vice were made aware of the angles of virtue's plans to purify the Earth, they decide to evoke a similar power, to counter the plans of the angels. Much like the angles, they placed the essense of each vice into a sphere. Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Sloth, Wrath, Envy and most devised vice, Pride.

These spheres were given to a trusted human, who would place each with a human guardian, who would raise the new breed of demons. It's unsure at this time, if these new demons will be placed into the world to create temptation and encourage the act of embracing the vices, or to simply destroy those who oppose the idea of heaven on Earth.

It's been suggested that these demons and angels, one day, will battle for the Earth. Each creature has not only the ability to encourage humans to believe their words, but also magical abilities. These abilities will vary from angel to angel and demon to demon, for none of them are alike. The future is uncertain.

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• I had received a call from the SevenSeven agency, asking me to come in again. I had already gone twice now int he past month. Once to submit my application, while they had personally selected me to fill out for reasons unknown to me, then again to discuss the details of my application and further explain the depth of my position as a guardian. I was nervous, as I sat there in the waiting room, hearing the endless tick-tock tick-tock of the clock on the wall.
  
  Finally, after what felt like hours, a young man with shoulder length orange hair brought out a small silver box and set it in my hands. He was a very serious looking man, and it was horribly unsettling to look him in the eyes. He just, didn't seem human. As I thought about it more, and the information I had been told about accepting a demon of vice, I realized it was entirely possible that he was not of this world.
  
  He opened the box, and inside was a small black and red sphere. It resembled to me, a marble, only it was large enough to fill your palm. When I removed the glowing sphere from the box, it felt weightless. The sensation of feeling something solid, yet weightless was unlike anything else.
  
  "Thank you." he said, then walked away. After he disappeared into the next room, I looked own at the sphere. I felt entranced by it. It was almost like.. looking into a ball of liquid. I wasn't sure if I should put it in my bag, or carry it. I was afraid it might break. I placed it back inside the box and closed it tight.
  
  I decided it would be better to keep it in my hands, so I carried it out of the building carefully and made my way home.

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• When I returned home, I immediately took the box to the room I had made to keep the sphere in, until it matured to a human form. I set the small box down on the table, and opened it. To my surprise, the orb seemed to already be slightly bigger than before. I removed it from the box, once again feeling that odd sensation of holding something solid that had no weight, and placed it on a pillow in the center of the room.
  
  Over the past few weeks, I had wondered what to expect once it began to evolve. The man who gave interviewed me had explained that he wasn't sure what would happen, and could only offer a vague explanation of what he had been told by the Demons of Vice. He had told me, that the creature I now care for, would mature faster than that of a normal child. And that when it was 'born', it would already appear to be around the age of eight or nine. He didn't explain however, if the child would be mentally matured to that stage.
  
  I had so many questions, so many things I wanted to know. But he had no answered. I was the first, to be accepted as a guardian of one of the demon spheres. He explained, that the demon would be as described in stories. That he or she would be more or less like a normal person. Not inclined to do harm to other people.
  
  All my life, I had been told that demons wanted to hurt people. To make them hurt others, commit murder, rape and other horrible deeds. These demons of vice, were very different. They only wished to keep the Earth as it is. I had considered the opposition. The angels that I knew would come, and oppose the ideas of freewill. That they wanted to take away humans god given right to do as they please. I did not want the ability to have envy and pride taken away from me.
  
  Because if I did not have the choice to do good over bad, what would make my life have the qualities of good intentions? If people simply did good because they feared punishment, then it would be an empty world. People needed to make the choices. While the more extreme sins were not something I support, I still feel the seven vices are not horrible. Pride, for example, is not an evil thing.
  
  I feel people should take pride in themselves, and the things they make around them. I suppose that is why they choose me, to raise the demon of Pride. I wondered what I would name the demon. The child, when evolved, already had a name set for it. But until then, it would have an Earthly name. A name that would represent what I give to it. What humans would give to it. After all, this sphere would was not completely demon. It had human qualities.
  
  I stared at the sphere for several minutes, considering names I could call it. But the gender of my demon was still unknown to me. The weeks to come, I had many things to consider and wonder about. I was very excited to be choosen, but also.. a little scared.

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• It was still pretty early in the evening, but I was already feeling sleepy. Not just tired, but sleepy. It felt more like a mental exhaustion than a physical one. I wasn’t sure why though. I didn’t feel any more stressed than usual. Perhaps taking the sphere home, and the anticipation from the weeks of waiting was taking a toll on me. I could only guess that I was relieved by it finally starting, and now my mind felt more at ease.
  
  But on the other hand, I didn’t want to sleep. I had just gotten home with my sphere. I felt like I should wait up all night with it. I knew it was going to be a few days before anything would happen. The man had told me as much, but still… I was afraid something might happen to it. I considered taking it my bedroom for the night, but then decided against it. He had mentioned that the first week would be important for solitude.
  
  He did not tell me why, only that it was important that the sphere was not disturbed. As I thought more into this, I wondered if he ment it was not the be touched often, or if it should be left alone completely in the room. More and more questions stirred inside me. I wished I had someone to talk to about it. Someone who had the answers. Now that I was to be the human companion to this demon, I have never felt more alone.
  
  
  I will try to let these thoughts go, and let things flow as they should. Perhaps I was putting too much thought into myself, not into the creature that was soon to be born.
  
  Tonight, I will sleep in my room. Play it safe, just in case he meant that it should be left alone. But again.. I worry. That something might happen while I am away in my room. This thing was not even born yet, and I was already attatched to it the way a parent might be to child.
  

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• When I went to my room, and was away from the sphere, I felt a little better. A lot of my concerns seemed to dissipate and I was able to move my mind onto other things. I laid down on my bed, and thought of what I would do tomorrow. I still many household chores to take care off. As well as running errands and things of that nature. I briefly wondered if I would need to have someone here, to watch over the sphere.
  
  But then the thought melted away. I wasn’t as concerned with it now. It was safe, in my home. Safe, in this world. After all, who would want to threaten it anyways?
  
  Before I knew it, I had drifted off to sleep. I dreamed very vividly. I dreamed of what my demon child would look like when he was born. I say he, because in my dream, the child was male. He was a handsome boy, with very gentle features. In my dream, he was playing outside out a swing. He had long, violet hair, with black bangs and bright green eyes.
  
  I thought it was strange, for a child that young to have such unnaturally colored hair. But then, I realized.. this was no human child. This was the personification of a vice, a demon. How could I expect him to look completely normal? His skin looked oddly pale, unnaturally so. As if he had never seen a day of sunlight in his life.
  
  As the dream continued, I saw myself from a 3rd person perspective of playing with the child. We talked to each other about things I could not understand. It was as if when they spoke, the voices turned to whispers and was carried away on the wind. I look happy, in my dream. And so did my demon child.
  

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• When I awoke this morning, I felt a great sense of anxiety. As soon as I woke up, I was immediately aware of the sphere in the next room. If felt like it was calling out to me. The feeling and longing was overwhelming and powerful. I rushed from my bed and into the sphere’s room.
  
  An immediate sense of relief washed over me when I saw it. I felt drawn to it. I wanted to touch it, but when I got closer, I got a sense of warning. It was like, trying to push through foam. Like a thickness in the air. I pulled back, and just stared at it. Amazed.
  
  Throughout the day as I ran my errants, I thought more and more about the sphere. If my dream was any indication of what the child would be like, and what the future would hold, then I was in for a very optimistic change in my life, when it evolved.
  
  When I returned home, and stepped inside, I thought I smelt something strange. It was a pleasant scent though, like jasmines. I thought it was my imagination playing tricks on me, but when I got closer to the room where the sphere was kept, I noticed it was much stronger.
  
  What was going on? I wasn’t sure if I should enter the room. I wondered if the pressure in the air would expand more as the sphere grew. I turned the knob, and went inside.

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• When I entered the room, the fragrance of the flowers overwhelmed me. It was sweet, yet sickening. The sphere did not appear any larger than the last time I saw it, but when I was finally able to pull my eyes away from it’s entrancing appearance, I saw dozens upon dozens of jasmins, all around the room. The vases they were in were lined up perfectly against each wall.
  
  How did they get here? Worry began to overwhelm me. Was someone in my home? I remembered unlocking the front door when I came in, so they didn’t get in that way. I checked every the back door, and every window, and all of them were locked. I checked all the closets, and shadowed areas, to make sure whoever had been here, was not here anymore.
  
  I went back to the room I kept the sphere in, and for the briefest moment, I thought I saw someone. In the center of the room, near the sphere. It was a blur of a figure, and it had wings, whatever it was.
  
  I wondered, if perhaps these jasmines were placed here as tribute to the little demon inside the sphere. I decided to stay positive and accept the idea of tribute. But I was still uneasy about someone, or something being inside my home without my permission, and disturbing the sphere.
  
  I did not like that at all.

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• When I went back to the sphere's room, I gave a closer look to the vases. I realized, they had no water in them. In fact, they were solid glass, with the stems of the flowers embedded into the glass. I thought it was very odd. I wondered it myself how long these flowers would stay alive, without water.
  
  I tried tugging on one, but it didn't move. I was afraid I might ruin the flower, or accidentally break the stem if I continued to try and remove it, so I let it be. I didn't want to destroy to tribute given to the demon sphere.
  
  Throughout the evening, I found myself constantly going back to check on the sphere. Nothing changed throughout the day. I wasn't sure if I was relieved nothing happen, or disappointed. I was excited about the idea of seeing more changes in it. As I thought more about it, maybe it only happened when I was asleep? It had doubled it's size when I was in bed last night.
  
  Tomorrow I had many things to do. I had to start preparing the room to house a child. I would need a bed, and toys perhaps. I wasn't sure what kind of maturity level the demon would be at when it was born, even though physically the guy had mentioned it would look around 8. And I still didn't know the gender, so I wouldn't know what kind of clothes to buy it.
  
  I suppose I could buy one outfit for a girl, and one for a boy. And when the demon was born, I would go out and buy him or her clothes to match the gender. Toys.. Toys... I didn't know what to buy. Again, maybe I should just wait until it was born, and see where it's interests lies.

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• It was starting to feel a little warm in my house later into the evening, so I decided to go for a walk. When I opened my front door, I noticed something strange on the front porch. There was a small medium sized box, wrapped with red paper. There was no card, and no note. I wondered who it was from.
  
  I stepped back inside to open it. When I ripped away the paper, and opened the box, inside I saw a stuffed animal. It was a mouse. It was grey, and very cute. A very nice plushie toy. I checked inside the box, looking for maybe a card, so I could see who it was from, but found nothing like that. All I saw, was written on the inside of the lid was 'To Superbia'. Superbia, fo course, was the demon of Pride's Latin name.
  
  I knew this, because I had done some research on them when I was selected. I squeezed the toy, and to my surprise, it made a squeezy noise. How fun. I took the toy to the room of the sphere, and placed it down next to it. I wished the sphere a good night, then headed back out into the darkness for my evening walk.
  
  i thought it might help clear my head.

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• My walk was very pleasant. There was a soothing breeze in the air, and it was refreshing due to being in the house with that flower scent most of the day. As I walked, I was aware of someone watching me. I could feel their eyes on me, the entire time. I didn’t dismiss the feeling, nor openly acknowledge it. I was afraid of what might be out there. Everything was so scary now that I was a guardian.
  

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• In the middle of the night, I was awakened by the frightening sound of glass breaking. From under my bed, I removed a lock box. I quickly punched in the code and removed the gun I kept inside it. I was nervous, handling it. I was nervous about someone breaking into my home. I needed the protection. I had to protect the sphere.
  
  I walked silently down the hallway into the darkness. When I felt the cold breeze against my ankles that was coming from under the door the sphere’s room, I already knew it was too late. I opened the door, and flicked on the light.
  
  The window was broken. There was shattered glass all over the room, because every vase had been broken. The flowers were already brown with decay, and most importantly, the sphere, was gone. I checked outside and saw no tracks near the broken window, or anywhere else in the yard.
  
  It was gone. I had failed already as a guardian. I fell to my knees, and sobbed.

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• I had called the police immediately after I came back into the house. While on the phone with them, and while waiting for them to arrive, I checked the rest of the house to make sure no one was there. When they arrived, I explained that I had been sleeping, and someone broke into my house and took a valuable object of art from me. A glass sphere.
  
  I couldn’t very well tell them what it really was. It wasn’t like they would believe me anyways. They took photos and dusted the room from prints, and did the full nine yards of questioning me about the object taken and if I knew of anyone who want to take it from me. It ended up taking about two hours for them to finish the investigation, and told me that they would be in contact with me they found anything out.
  
  I went to my bedroom after showing the police officers out and sat on my bed. I was unsure of what to do next. Should I go out and look for whoever taken it from me. Should I call the agency? I felt so miserable. I couldn’t help but cry again.

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• I suppose that somehow, while I was crying, I had fallen asleep. When I woke up, it was already mid morning. I decided to check my voice mail, to see if the police had found anything out, but they didn’t call me. I should call the agency, I told myself, but I was scared.

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• After a few hours, I decided to call the agency and explain what had happened last night. but, there was no answer when I called. I tried to contact them several times throughout the morning, but I was unable to get a hold of anyone.

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• I couldn’t get over my failure as a guardian. It hadn’t even been three full days and I already failed. What would become of me if I didn’t find it? Would the agency punish me? Would the demons of vice punish me? What would happen to the demon inside the sphere?

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• What if.. they killed it. I tried to imagine who would so such a thing. Who would break into my house and take it. Certainly not a common thief. The average person would have no idea what it was or the value of it. Was it an angel of virtue that had taken it? Had the war between the new breed of angels and demons already begun?

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• I was on my knees in my bedroom, with my head in my hands. My hair was still dripping with water from the shower I had just taken. It helped cleared my thoughts, as I prepared myself to make contact with them. I tried with all my spiritual strength to contact the demon of vice that had placed it’s essence in the sphere I protected. I cried in my thoughts. I told the demon, how very sorry I was that I had failed it. I asked for guidance to help me find the sphere…

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• Then, I felt a hand on my shoulder. It felt unusually warm. I opened my eyes, and saw hat by the lack of light coming in from the windows, that is was already nighttime. I turned to face what it was behind me, and nearly fainted when I saw it.

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• When I saw his face, it was like dying of pleasure. The pure beauty of this creature entranced me to the point of having no thoughts. Had he bidded me to commit suicide, I would have, without even asking why. Pleasing him was more important than life.

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• This creature before me has long, glistening blond hair, and crystal clear blue eyes that could look into my soul and shatter my will to live. It was almost unbearable. He was wearing a long flowing white skirt that resting just below the hips. his upper body was shielded with golden armor, that had detailed engraving of tribal looking art. It was so tight and perfectly shaped to his body, that I could have sworn it was painted on his skin.

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