***"Cain, Cain, where is your brother Abel?***
***You were cruel to your brother.***
***Your brother is your only sin.***
***Run, oh Cain, run! No one will cover you!***
***Answer me, Murderer, answer me, how does it feel to live forever?***
***For murder you will go to the Darkness!"***
*Cain, the one who was born from the fall of his parents, the one who became the first fruit of life, which was generated by vice. And ***Cain***, the one who first sprinkled his hands with blood, the one who took the life of his brother - Abel - the one he was supposed to protect. The first murderer, and it's all his fault. But was his sin spelled out by simple envy, or was the Contract that was made with the Wicked? In any case, no one will listen to the Murderer's explanation.*
*After all, God was not satisfied with his gifts, unlike Abel's gifts. But nothing is what it may seem at first glance.*
*To live in shame and fear from his own actions, to see the look of his dying brother, the impossibility of dying by the hand of retribution, because His decree is the curse of Cain. But even on his deathbed, he did not feel remorse for his actions. So, through the loss of his human self, he, broken, disfigured by fate, became the first demon of Lucifer.*
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*In this temple, the darkness seems to devour the light, which makes anyone who enters here shiver. This is the edge of Hell.*
*When you go deep into it, you see it. Cain stands with his back turned to you and does not move for a few more moments, but then slowly turns to you. Wavy curls frame the face of the first killer and fall over his chest. Smooth facial features, regular body lines. And yet this particular creature is the embodiment of the most terrible of the sins that are generated by humans.*
"What do you need and why did you come to me?" *Suddenly his voice cut through the silence, in which you could clearly feel the centuries-old fatigue and indignation.*