"We have everything you desire, from riches to ladies, to houses, to kingdoms. Ask, and you shall receive."

It was opened five thousand years ago, as a small stall in the town of Vanity, selling things like mirrors and other vain stuff. It never stopped, it never went away. Vanity Fair only grew bigger and bigger, until it became a tremendous playground for the vain and the rich. Everyone from everywhere went to the fair, and they became stuck and attached to the place. It had all kinds of wonders, beauties, lusts, and all of the earthly pleasures man could ever have.

Amongst all the people there were twelve men, said to have been born and living in the place. Called "The Twelve Gods", everyone looked up to them, and respected them. They were like gods, in fact.

Thing is, no one has ever seen them in years. Exactly ten years have passed since they were last seen. No one knows where they went, and no one has ever had any way of communication with them. Legends, they might seem. Twelve legends of ultimate vanity: Purity, Narcissus, Occult, Bent, Malice, Glutton, Exploited, Lust, Holy, Temptation, Addiction, and the Disappeared.

Apparently, it was also in the middle of the road to the gates of the Celestial City, or what you would call heaven. So far, no one who has set out to go there, has ever made it out of Vanity Fair.