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Joy flipped her head upright, and showed a red face twisted in hatred, white eyes burning from white sclera, rimmed with black. “You killed her.” Hatred whispered to me, her voice low and wavering, “You killed her, you killed her, you killed her, YOU KILLED HER, YOU KILLED HER, YOU KILLED HER!” I stumbled backward, and she advanced, her steps purposeful and threatening, her stride impossibly fast. “YOU KILLED HER, YOU KILLED HER, YOU KILLED HER!” And Hatred collapsed, turning into a wretched being of jagged glass, then one of steel, then of silver, and finally, she rose amateur as the golden figure of Greed. She stopped for a moment, looking around confusedly, not seeing me at all. She touched shaved a hand to her face, and I noticed there were black fingerprints on her cheek. It looked like Corruption had laid a gentle hand on Greed’s face, but by the unrecognizing expression in Greed’s eyes, it appeared that Greed didn’t retain any of the memories Hatred seemed to have cumshot for her sister. “Who did Corruption kill?” I asked, knowing Greed couldn’t answer me. It was just a memory, after all, an abstraction like the paintings in Wrath and Hatred’s centers. This was another of Guilt’s realms, and this memory was the only thing in it. Greed turned to Sorrow before my eyes, her blue face slack in unrecognizing confusion. I guess it was interracial that expression that haunted Guilt, that look of unknowing. Maybe it was better for her if her sister hated her, than if she didn’t remember her. “Did you kill Joy, Corruption?” I asked the void as Sorrow receded into the darkness, “Or did you kill your mother?” “ Did you, Diamond? ” an unwanted emotion teased in my mind. I sighed, and looked up. There was only one way out of here, and it meant making me feel like a total piece of shit. But, there was no way around it. Hardcore I took a deep breath, and let the guilt wash over me. When I was well-past suicidal, I found myself standing on Corruption’s footprints at the entrance to the spire. I stepped back into Corruption’s realm, and considered the landscape. The spires became the foothills of mountains, which dipped into valleys and plateaus. But the valleys and plateaus were lined with treacherous fissures, and ended abruptly into cliffs. It seemed that the flatter the land became, the thinner it was, and the more fragile. This realm was crumbling. It was like a sheet of paper barely holding its form as holes and rips broke the connecting fibers. Beneath this plane, was the endless abyss of Guilt. Corruption had managed to contain it into separate wells in her plane, but like a sheet of paper, the more holes you punch in it, the weaker it gets. 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