As the moon cast its ethereal glow upon the city, Mazigh and Tafucht found themselves engrossed in a chilling revelation. Tafucht, with a grave expression on her face, recounted the details of the latest murder committed by the Ripper—the embodiment of contradiction and justice in the shadows. This time, the victim was the epitome of charity, her life dedicated to helping others in need. The scene of the crime was adorned with macabre symbols, and written in blood behind her, in Latin, was the word "Charity. Also, the victim was covered in coins, like a chef dressing their steak."
Mazigh couldn't help but contemplate the Ripper's twisted motives. The first murder, that of the Aries Magus, had been somewhat logical, as the Magus embodied pride and arrogance due to his pure bloodline heritage. It seemed like a form of purification, a means to cleanse him of his cardinal sin. However, this new victim, known for her selflessness and philanthropy, represented the virtue of charity. It was a contradiction that baffled Mazigh.
Tafucht playfully remarked that Mazigh had the makings of a great detective, to which he responded with a smile, acknowledging his growing curiosity about the mysteries surrounding them. He suggested embarking on an adventure together—an audacious act of breaking into the victim's house and examining the crime scene for any potential evidence.
With a mixture of trepidation and excitement, Mazigh and Tafucht entered the house. They meticulously combed through the rooms, searching for clues that might shed light on the Ripper's motivations. Time passed, and their search yielded no tangible results. Frustration began to settle in until Mazigh, attuned to the whispers of the voices within him, noticed a peculiar draft in a particular wall.
Trusting his instincts, Mazigh investigated further, searching for a hidden trigger that might unlock a secret passage. Finally, his fingers found purchase, and the wall swung open, revealing a concealed basement. The duo descended into the depths, their hearts pounding with anticipation.
As they stepped into the dimly lit room, they were met with a sight that left them astounded. The basement was filled with untold riches and stolen treasures—wealth that had been hoarded instead of being used for the greater good. The woman who claimed to be an advocate of charity and compassion had been corrupted by the cardinal sin of greed. The pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place—a pattern emerged.
Mazigh's voice trembled with a mix of sorrow and understanding. The Ripper, driven by a twisted sense of justice, sought to purify the sinners by taking their lives. Each murder aligned with a specific cardinal sin, tearing away the layers of corruption that had consumed their souls. It was a macabre form of purification, a grim path towards redemption.
In the depths of the basement, Mazigh turned to Tafucht, his eyes filled with a pang of profound sadness. He lamented the fact that humans remained oblivious to the supernatural forces at play, to the existence of sins and virtues personified. Tafucht, ever wise and compassionate, reassured him that ignorance was a shield that protected them from the burdens of the supernatural world. It allowed them to live in peace, blissfully unaware of the darkness lurking in the shadows.
Together, Mazigh and Tafucht stood in the basement, their minds swirling with the weight of the revelations before them. They knew they were treading a dangerous path, one that would lead them further into the heart of darkness. But their resolve was unyielding, for in their pursuit of truth, they hoped to bring justice to the victims and unravel the enigma surrounding the Ripper of Orleans.