Before time wore names and stars found their voice, the world spun in silence—a perfect balance of creation and decay. But with the birth of man came choice, and with choice, corruption. The Seven Deadly Sins, once mere fragments of mortal weakness, began to fester, to take shape, to devour.
They did not rise as beasts or demons, but as echoes within—cracks in the heart, shadows behind smiles. Kingdoms fell not to sword or flame, but to Greed in golden halls, to Lust beneath silken sheets, to Wrath whispered in bloodied fields. When even the heavens turned their gaze, the world cried out for deliverance.
From that cry, they came.
Seven lights.Seven truths.Seven Heavenly Boons.
Not born to destroy sin, but to balance it. Not to purify, but to challenge. Each boon a fragment of divine order, a spark of something far older than gods—a test, a gift, a burden.
They scattered across worlds, hiding in the hearts of the broken, the hopeful, the forgotten. Some would call it fate. Others would call it a curse.
But this is where it begins—with seven souls marked by light, hunted by shadow. Chosen not for their strength, but for their struggle.
For when sin becomes flesh...only balance can decide who remains human.