Future Predictions and Wishes but his "Deadly Sins" Take Over

"I am a Homunculus and a part of the Eye of Truth, the source of all knowledge. My intellect is unparalleled by any other creature in this world but my power is still limited. I will not accept this limitation, however, and have already devised a new goal. I intend on accessing this planet's Portal of Truth and consuming God. To accomplish this, I will require five sacrifices who have seen Truth, an eclipse and a transmutation circle placed into the land encompassing its shadow, along with 10 areas of immense bloodshed and, of course, as many souls within the circles boundaries whose energy will be granted over to me. According to my research, the day of this eclipse will be the 15th of May, 1915. This will be my Promised Day: the day of my ascension. This plan will come to pass, no matter what challenges there are, and, once I finally achieve my goal to acquire God and become the perfect being, the rest of humanity alive after the transmutation will accept my undeniable perfection and divinity and..."

and...

and what?

Despite himself, the Homunculus felt his cheeks flush and a part of his core tighten as another part of himself took possession of him and guided his pen.

"...will be devoted to me and will beg for me to be their God and rule over them. The females will adore me. Neigh, be utterly infatuated with me over any human male. I'll be so ultimately desirable in their eyes and they'll all want to breed with me, while the males will swear their loyalty to me and will do anything I ask of them. Humanity will finally understand that I'm better than them and will not look on me, but will happily obey me, serve me and love me unconditionally. They will be mine. The world and everyone in it will be my possession and at last I will be..."

He stopped and took a sharp drag of breath to right himself.

"What drivel am I writing?" He cringed, closing the book harshly and tossing it away from him.

These irksome emotions that clouded his thoughts with petty desires. He intended to be perfect, not a common beast of the field who wanted fawning women, loyal men and people who actually lov-

The sooner he can get rid of this avarice and lust within him, the better. He was planning to separate them from himself, anyway, although he'd like to begin with his Pride. The most important of the desires and one that he admittedly had in spades. He wanted to design a body that was worthy of the title Pride the Arrogant and perhaps he'd have a kindred servant to do his bidding for him, rather than getting himself dirty, which was proving to be such a pain.

He looked back down to the book that he had discarded and the fascination that it had once elicited had vanished. Now that he had written inside it, it was just another random piece of junk to him and, as his gaze left it and he went to begin the creation of his first son, the book slipped out of his mind entirely. Eventually, it would be moved and placed amongst the rest of his books, a collection of which would grow hugely over the next few centuries.

That's where the book sat. However, its writing was still in place. Once the Promised Day comes and Father's plan is completed, his writing will finally come into effect.