Collection: LUST // CHAPTER 1

Desire is a blade. It cuts, and it carves you new.

LUST // The Crimson Vice

Lust is not desire gone astray. Lust is desire unchained. Sharp. Disciplined. Sovereign.

Asmodeus is not a figure of seduction. Asmodeus is the force that breaks the cages wrapped around craving. The force that turns want into weapon and impulse into oath.

Lust is not the softness preached by the pure. Lust is the ache that refuses apology. Lust is the hunger that survives every attempt to smother it. Lust is the fire that rises every time shame tries to bury it.

This sin is not cheap temptation. This sin is the violence of wanting more than you were taught to ask for. And the discipline to earn it.

Inside the chamber of the Crimson Vice there is no innocence. Only those who choose the ache over obedience. Only those who know that pain is proof and hunger is holy.

Wear this sin as a mark for the ones who do not bury their fire.

Pain is a privilege. The Vice tightens.