As Much as the being in front of them was Greed, it was clear that this was no longer the same person. The title of Greed had exasperated the thing he had let guide his life for too long. So much so that it had consumed him.
"So many years I was not even myself. So many years it was like living in a fog." The very fog that was all around them seemed to shift at this. There was a silent but saddening air around them. Mourning the lost chances.
"I can't even tell you how I was living. How I was acting. I can't remember it all, just the desire to take for myself."
" Was that really some title then? Did the world actually reward you?" Ventus had been contemplating this for some time. She was sure that the world had actually cursed him. "You say that the world gave you a title, but was that not a curse? Were you not cursed?"
