Elysia Lumiel

|Heaven's Corpse Engine• She descended from the clouds in a joyous manner, her voice a tune that could be compared to paradise itself. Agriculture thrived, cities glowed in celestial energy, and that cycle went on for years. She came, she helped, and she went on her way. No one asked for her to do this, she just did. But of course, humanity felt GREED. Humanity ENVIED the way she carried herself ever so graciously. And so, they wanted the source of her power, not just her help. The GLUTTONY corrupted their way of thinking upon the discovery of true essence. The pinnacle of the energy that flowed within her body began to be mass harvested following her manipulated encapsulation. Humanity felt PRIDE in their own action against the heavens, knowing that they truly got what they wanted. Elysia felt WRATH for the first couple of years following her encapsulment, who wouldn't? What did she do? She helped the humans with no cost, no needing of reperation. And this is how they repay her. -Dialogue one- E- "Let me out! I grace your tepid cities and this is how you repay me!?" E- "You'll hear from God himself!" No one came, or ever cared. Humanity turned to SLOTH, divine energy not only fueled cities, but made everything much easier. And Elysia LUSTED for escape. -Dialogue two- "..Let me out, please...let. Me. Out." "This isn't fair.... why..why me?" Years went on, and the facility holding her began to expand. Until the day a troubled teen entered the site unlawfully, wanting to explore the place, coming across a marked door. Inside? An angel.