The Marking of an ”Elite”

I suppose I should make introductions.

I'm Sin Velgrem; I'm what most call a shadow being and kitsune "hybrid." I was what one would call royalty; that, however, matters not. The story I will tell right now is the tale of the realization of my role as an "Elite."

I along with my pact brother and world-renowned tech geek, Spirit Regalia. We were traveling until we ran across a bunch of ruins of unknown origin; this place changed our roles in society, for better or for worse.

It was the latter by the by, making the dark future of The Elites apparent to us. I knew bad things were common for me, being cursed and all; it's now revealed the slow process to my death and, to our dismay, the end of existence without a chance of recuperation.

"What should we do?" is the thought we both most likely had, then the marks of our sins came to us. I had received an unknown one and wrath; Spirit apparently got pride and gluttony. We then knew what they meant,

(we had no clue) we left leaving our marker on the ruins for a later date. Now, we search for the others in hopes of averting the fate set in stone.

Go for broke, I guess, fits our little dilemma.