vii ; god of curses

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THIRD PERSON POV


Suguru did marked his words, he become a curse user, they never heard from him ever since. It's like he just disappeared, Shizuko on the other hand was having nightmares and can't sleep peacefully, Riko's death left her mentally traumatized.

Shizuko's eyelids fluttered open to reveal an expanse of darkness. Her small voice trembled as she called out for her brother.

"Satoru-nii..."

But there was no response, only the oppressive silence and darkness around her. Panic began to set in as she struggled to make sense of her surroundings.

Suddenly, a deep, resonant voice echoed through the void.

"How dare you trespass against my territory." The voice was powerful, its tone full of authority and menace.

Shizuko's eyes squinted, trying to focus on the source of the voice. Glowing draconic yellow eyes pierced through the darkness, fixating on her with an intense, unsettling gaze.

"Where am I?" Shizuko asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You're inside my domain, and let me ask you who allowed you to be here?" The creature growled, its presence growing more imposing. Shizuko felt a chill run down her spine as the eyes seemed to pierce directly into her very soul.

"Are you really going to end a child's life? How cruel of you," Shizuko remarked, her voice trembling but defiant. She could feel the heat from the creature's breath as it approached.

The darkness receded as the creature stepped into view. It revealed itself as a massive Vengeful Dragon Spirit, its body sleek and black with no wings. Its scales were hardened and glistened ominously, and its sharp horns and claws were intimidating. The dragon exhaled a plume of hot, cursed flames that flickered around them, making Shizuko gulp in fear.

As purple flames began to swirl around them, the dragon's anger seemed almost palpable. "Any last words?" the dragon growled, its fiery breath intensifying.

Shizuko's eyes filled with tears as she braced herself for the worst. The dragon's formidable presence seemed to waver as it observed her fearful expression. A sense of guilt flickered within its dark essence, and shadows enveloped the dragon, obscuring its fearsome form.

The shadows receded to reveal a tall man, significantly taller than Satoru. His appearance was striking-draconic yellow eyes and teal hair pulled back into a ponytail. He wears a modified hanfu that cuts off toward the right revealing part of his torso and shoulder along with a black sleeveless top, gray loose fitting pants, and black and dark teal heeled boots. His tacet mark is located along the upper section of his spine.

༄𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𓍼ོ-(𝐦.𝐳𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧)Where stories live. Discover now