He felt his whole body in pain as he was lifted from the ground. Cracking sounds came from his body as it flew. His body only stopped when his inertia was broken by a tree.

Falling on the ground he vomited a mouthful of blood. His whole body aching from the pain and every breathe he takes would be too laborious. His consciousness still kicking because of the pain, he tried standing up.

He knows that once he stayed there, he will stay there for good. However, before he could even stand up cracking sounds could be heard coming from his body.

His bones broken, he fell on the ground once again. Pitiful groans escaped his mouth.

The pain all over his body is something new that he has experienced. One has to know that in the past he used to be beaten up most times so he knows what pain is like.

However, this.

This was unbearable, his groans were getting louder.

The pain made him lose his awareness of the surroundings. He didn't notice how the Zombified Greed walked towards him and how it once again raised the giant hammer.

The pain subsiding a little he saw the Zombified Greed and how his hammer is raised.

He lost all hope of ever coming out of here alive.

"If ever... I... survive.. I will... make sure... I won't regret..." Saying this, he closed his eyes and tears started to fall down from his eyes.

It came slowly, its dead eyes staring straight at him and it didn't hesitate. The Zombified Greed smashed down his head with the huge hammer. Blood and brain matter scattered.

After that, it dragged the hammer and walked away as if nothing had happened. All that was left from the boy is his lifeless body that would soon disappear as his remains would be turned into Zombie food.

From out of the shadows Sloth came out. He observed the boy's corpse earnestly, waiting for something. The bright red blood and brains didn't bother him.

It took him a few seconds before he moved from that spot again, "So it's really gone. What do I do now?"

Sloth asked himself as he propped his chin with his left hand. Tilting his head, he observed it for a few more seconds before finally deciding to leave.

It seems to him that all that he did is now worthless since the Sin of Greed is gone.

He disappeared then into the shadows just like how he appeared.

The forest is now tranquil again, with the occasional groans from the zombies and the chewing of meat and organs.

His death did not affect anyone, nor will he be remembered by anyone.

~?~?~?~?~?~?

There was nothing he could see. Darkness surrounded him, he did not feel anything. He couldn't feel the pain of bones breaking, or of the warmth of the blood coming out of his mouth.

He couldn't feel the pain in his legs and feet from all the running he did, nor can he feel the wounds in his body.

In fact, he didn't feel anything at all. Couldn't feel anything at all.

He has no body. No limbs to move, no mouth for speaking, no nothing. Even his senses seems to have mysteriously disappeared. There was nothing he could do, he was trapped inside this darkness.

All he could remember was the chase from earlier and how the zombified Greed smashed him with a hammer.

"Was that it? Am I dead?"

He tried speaking but there really isn't anything he could do about it. His thoughts remained as thoughts.

In this darkness, he drifted. Unaware of the events happening in his surroundings. Not knowing how long he's been stuck in this darkness he's finally able to gather his scattered thoughts.

Memories of his earlier days appeared in his head. The feeling of powerlessness made him thirst.

Thirst for that so-called power that everyone craves for.

He was too weak.

Physically because of the level up's that he's experienced he is five times stronger than a normal human but his combat experience was too lacking.

His will is even weaker. All the beatings he got, the curses, and the mockings. He took it all in and didn't fight back. He believes that someone like him wouldn't be able to do anything even if he does fight back.

The cycle went on and on until now that he died. His mindset has changed.

If he fought back then he wouldn't have died with nothing. Thinking of this, he cursed himself. If he tried to obtain what he wanted maybe he could've gotten it. If he saved his mother...

[System initiating...]

[Searching suitable body for host...]

"Whose voice was that?"

The boy tried asking but still his thoughts were not transmitted.

[Found multiple bodies suitable for host in different timelines... Will choose the appropriate timeline and compatible body for host to be able to adjust in a short amount of time...]

"Who is it? Please! Help me!"

[Choosing... Choosing... Found.]

[Scanning memories of found body...]

[Host's status have been updated based on the found body's parameters. Please read and analyze host's status properly.]

A holographic screen popped up out of nowhere in front of the boy startling him. The sudden appearance of something else other than darkness made him feel quite gratifying.

After a few seconds of fascination he turned his attention towards the characters on the screen.

「Name: Sato Haruhiro Age: 17

Gender: M LV: 1

STR: 6 INT: 5

DEX: 7 SPR: 10

CHA: 9

Ability: Greed (allows user to have two or more abilities that are not part of the Sin Series)」

Aftet reading through the screen he is left with a confused state of mind.

"What is this? What's happening?"

[Memories are completely scanned... Now uploading to host...]

After that a great surge of pain came unto him. He tried to hold onto his head to somehow try to alleviate the pain but his body is somehow still paralyzed.

This pain is greater than the pain of his bones cracking. It's as if the pain is coming directly from his soul.

In fact it is so, the pain he feels is from the memories of another soul being imprinted into his.

For who knows how long, the pain didn't stop. The pain made him divert his attention from the holographic screen.

Unkown to him the SPR attribute of his status kept on increasing as he continues to feel the pain of another soul's memory imprinted into his soul.

After a few more minutes of excruciating pain it suddenly stopped just as it suddenly appeared.

[New body's memories now synced completely to host.]

The pain stopped and his soul felt tired. This was a different kind of "tired" that he knows.

[System initialization complete...]

After that, he started to hear the sound of ringing.

[Host's soul now being transported... Good luck, Sato Haruhiro-sama.]

Then everything disappeared once again leaving him behind with only the darkness and the sound of ringing.

The ringing sound grew fainter by the second until it completely vanishes. It was then that he felt his whole being pulled out of the darkness and into the light.

As the light grew stronger the senses in his body started to return. Hearing, feeling, tasting, smelling, and his sight.

Along with the return of his senses a vague discomfort is felt all throughout his body.

"I'm sorry I keep bringing trouble to you Haru..."

He heard a girl's voice.

"When we were kids you'd always protect me. Even now, I've been adopted and left you alone yet you have always been there protecting me."

Her voice sounded melancholic while recollecting what seems to be her childhood memories. The boy as he heard the girls voice, memories popped into his head.

"Haru, do you know why I keep rejecting Matsumoto-san? It's because I've always loved someone. Always."

Memories of him playing with a girl played in his mind. The girl is only around 5 or 6 years old, her face still brimming with the air of youthfulness.

"You know who that someone is right? I know you've been aware. Yet you continue to ignore not because you don't love me but because you're afraid of ruining my future. You think someone rich and influential like Matsumoto-san is the one perfect for me, right?"

The girl's voice is trembling as she was reminded how hurt she was when the boy in her memory would always ignore her. Then she remembers the expression on his face whenever he ignores her.

It wasn't cold nor aloof. It was the expression of dejection, of the powerlessness, and of his self-loathing towars his own incompetence. This made the girl's already trembling voice to quiver a lot more.

She continued to speak but now suppressed sobs could be heard coming from her.

"Haru, I love you. I really really do. I can't bear to think of spending the rest of my life with other than you. I mean, isn't that what's love is all about? Just love and the time you'll both spend together happily, at least for me that's what it is. That's why..."

Hearing the girl stop speaking, the boy whose soul stole the body of the teen is made to wait in anticipation. His senses still continuing to return slowly to him.

Over the past moments he's had his focus on both looking through the boy's memory and listening to the girl speak.

In the memory he saw how pained the girl was whenever she'll try to talk to the boy named Haruhiro. How her eyes would always be teary and red.

Suddenly his thoughts are distracted by a soft sensation coming from what he assumes is his lips. It was a moist and wet sensation. There was also a bit taste of strawberry.

It lasted for only a few moments but that sensation woke something up inside of the boy. This something is burning hot, this something is called desire.

His senses then returned to him, he felt the discomfort turning into pain and the light changing into everything else.

This feeling made him remember how whenever he would wake up from a dream. This feeling of waking up from a dream made him somewhat remember the legend about a phoenix.

How it would rise up from the ashes once again after its death.

His eyes opened, he sees a girl with black hair tied up into a ponytail. Her black coloured irises staring straight into him, and her mouth curved upwards.

She continued to stare at him until the edges of her eyes got teary, her eyes red, and her breathing uneven. The girl then who's in his memory is named Kashimoto Anna closed in her face into his.

That sensation earlier returned to his lips. Soft, wet, moist, and most especially the strawberry-like taste.

She kissed him again while her tears flowed down and the boy. He ignored the pain in his whole body and clumsily returned the kiss to her.

After a while, they separated but not too far apart. Her face still close to his that they can feel each other's breathe. The boy now named Sato Haruhiro felt a change within him.

He gently caressed Anna's face and said to her in his hoarse voice, "You're my woman now Anna." In which Anna nodded her head unhesitatingly with a smile on her face.

Seeing that smile, Haruhiro figured out what changed in him. He woke up from a long dream of always having everything taken away from him.

Now, he'll fight back.