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McShot 5.01.08 Reverse-7

  Everyone is born pure

  Except for those crazies who are born evil

  Sorry psychopaths, nothing against you!

  It's just the touch of sin and other worldly desires

  Many people just accept them

  Hathborn did not, but was cursed to receive all seven of the deadly sins

  He became a local warlord of his tribe, something for his PRIDE

  He killed those against him, something for his WRATH

  He didn't even lift a finger, something for his SLOTH

  He ate what he wanted when he wanted, something for his GLUTTONY

  He dared strike those more powerful than him, something for his ENVY

  He stole from those less fortunate and those he slaughtered, something for his GREED

  He had any woman he could ask for, something for his LUST

  Yet, he still felt the hole in his heart as it grew bigger and bigger. Fueling his sins.

  Then one day a servant of his killed him, and as he was choking to death on the floor he realized what the whole was.

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  It was his regret, his shame, thee part of him that wanted to cast the sins away. He just kept making excuses not to listen.

  Then, boom. He finds himself reborn.

  And what was his first thought?

  Purge his sins and baptize himself in this new world.

  Find out what his original self was and the adventures he embarks on in this new world.

  "Hey there, Mr. Author"

  Oh !%#&, HE'S BACK

  "Don't step on your toes there," McShot says. "Just speaking leaving a short spoiler for the reader."

  Wait, you shouldn't.

  "But I can. Just the way I like it.

  "Here's the thing. The sins take time and effort to purge, but the strong amount of sin inside Hathborn allow him nice unique skills that are useful in this world. Only cost is the sin in his body growing. That would be a pain to use."

  You done.

  "Yep," McShot says and moonwalks away.

  Sigh

  I too, get annoyed by him.

  See you next time.

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