For starters my fear that I would stop being human came true as my raow read as cursed-human. I didn't feel any differee this which was great as I still felt joy and all the other normal emotions just fine. I also didn't have any weirdly evil or depraved impulses so you know , yay. My new skill was a huge bummer though, [Vessel of Sin] was was clearly a twisted skill born from my cursed energy and fears that holy put a huge limiter ohat line about it being a burden was not a joke.-

  I stantly felt like I was moving uer, like my body was being pressed in on from all sides. I wasn't physically limited per se as I still could move as fast as normal and could hit as hard as usual but felt like I wasn't if that made sense. My additional granted skill [Soul gaze] also sucked ass as I ractically blind. Fun fact the skill was STANTLY active and another fun fact, souls were bright as shit. Like staring at the fug sun bright. I tried to get used to it really I did but man did Bell aia not make it easy.-

  As a goddess Hestia's soul was MASSIVE and pure golden with silver streaks which was beautiful but a pain to get beamed with stantly. Bells soul was white, like pure fug white which tracked sidering how i he was. Let me tell you after I woke up from my admittedly self induced a seeing both of those immediately was a highly unpleasant experience. Holy the only "good" news besides me getting oep closer to godhood was that I could make cursed tools now.-

  As it turned out I did in faeed the bcksmith or in my case Curse-smith developmental skill to create cursed tools. Not to say I don't absolutely suck ass at it because while I make cursed tools I clearly have no idea what I am doing in the process and it shows. My first attempt went feral and had to be put down, may it rest in pieces. You are probably all like "Hey aren't you sort of skipping all the reas from Hestia and Bell and stuff?" and the answer is yes, yes i am. I got yelled at, like a lot, it wasn't a fun time for me.

  Even more unfun for me was that my tattoos got bigger, again. This time I got some new marks on my fad arms which was just great for my self esteem let me tell you. On my face I got two bck dots on my forehead that I retty sure represented horns. On my arms I got four attoos, a pair of matg bck bands on my wrists and two hollow bck triangles on the bay palms. I mean the attoos didn't look bad at all but I wasn't a huge fan of them personally.

  Lets see what else was worth mentioning? Ah! Well I lost like two weeks of time rec from my level up as my vessel rebuilt itself. That was a bit annoying but at the end of it I had somewhat gotteo my new senses and power. I found out my soul was bck by the way which was frankly fusing to learn si first I thought I didn't even have one since I didn't see anything. It was only after REALLY paying attention that I realized that I couldn't see anything because it was too gods damned dark.-

  Not sinful though as I discovered after paring my soul with those of other peoples in public. Sin iingly enough came in a hue of colors acc to my new skill which I had to carefully figure out. Freed it was a yellow, lust urple, wrath was red, sloth ale gray and pride was brown. Envy and gluttony surprisingly enough weren't actually a sin acc to my skill or perhaps they fell under one of the other sins somehow.-

  As I learnt most souls were prised of a single over arg color and then "stained" with the color of their sins. Some souls like Bells or I suppose my own in a way were brighter than others which meant something I'm sure but what was beyond me for the moment. I had a sort of instinctual judgement of how much staining was needed for a soul to be ted as i or sinful which I attributed to my new skill. Roughly speaking more than half a soul being stained was the dividing line for it to be "sinful" which was a high bar to cross it seemed as not even some of the people moving shadily out of Daedalus street were that stained, usually.-

  My meeting with Syr was plicated to say the least as it went like this.

  azes met ah froze when it became clear that we were both staring at the others soul. Her soul was massive and a rich mix of purple, silver and red with sins the same color staining it ever so slightly.

  "You're a god?" "You see souls?" we both asked at the same time awkwardly.

  I went to speak again but she hurriedly stopped me. "Not here! Follow me." she hissed looking around nervously to make sure nobody heard us.

  Syr leadio the hostess had Mama Mia looking fused for a moment from behind the bar befetting serious when Syr gave her a look. I got led to ay room above the main area of the hostess.

  "Why the act?" I couldn't help asking when she shut the door.

  I was frankly astoo find that the friendly and kind Syr that I had e to know was in fact a goddess and oh some rather questionable sins.

  She sighed "I am looking for something and I believe being myself would make it difficult to find it. You o uand that being who I am means I have many enemies and few allies. if I ever found what I seek they may move to take it from me. I mean no harm pying mortal I swear." she said sincerely.

  "If you are w about this whole soul sight thing I got it after I leveled up, it's been an unpleasant couple weeks." I said holy.

  "I imagine, i myself sometimes wish I couldn't see them as it be a heavy burden to bear. Could you please try and keep my being a goddess a secret, I would take it as a personal favor if you did?" she said practically begging.

  "You seem to be awfully attached to this role of yours so I suppose I act as though i haven't seen what I have. But I demand that you don't make fun of my tattoos in exge." I said with a smile and she giggled.

  "It's a steep price but I think I live with it." she said and we shook on it.