【完璧な欠陥-𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬】||𝐘!𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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|𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫|

A blonde haired sorcerer walked through an abandoned city, his tired eyes scanning the surroundings for the  first grade curse he was looking for. He had been walking for a good hour now, still no sign of the curse all around.
He huffed under his breath, he didn't know why he still did this to himself, when he hated this job anyway.

His mood worsened at the though if having to go into overtime.

Finally having the curse tracked down, he walked towards it with his weapon in hand.
Before he was able to reach it though, something best him to it, landing on the first grade curse with a huge impact, causing a huge dust cloud to emit from where the curse was standing just a moment prior.

He covered his face shielding it from the dust, as something in the corner if his eye caught his attention. A white feather.

The sorcerer barely had any time to process what happened, as the dust settled, the sorcerer saw what had crashed down on the curse. It was another curse, standing a over the latter. The male was taken aback by the human like appearance of the winged curse, as it looked just like a human. The only thing off, were the big white wings on its back.

The first grade curse scowled at the winged one, as it tried to trash up under the latter. The winged one put a quick stop to that, by stomping on the first grades neck, several times, until a loud crack rang through the air.

The curse then turned to the male, he noticed that the curse looked like a human girl. Maybe around ten years old? The sorcerer readied his still sheathed weapon, getting into stance, but he found that the curses eyes held no hostility towards him, rather a sense of fear and curiosity.

The sorcerer tried to slowly approach the curse, Wich took an immediate step back, before spreading its wings, flying away out of the sorcerers sight.

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It was later that day, but Nanami still couldn't let go of the encounter he had with that curse. He knew he shouldn't over think it too much, but his mind still wandered back to it. Maybe it was an exceptional case, but he had never seen a curse retreat peacefully. Something about that curse intrigued him and he wanted to know what did.

He was gonna need a little help. Sadly.

|Meanwhile|

In the abandoned city, the said curse strolled around, also deep in thought, as the earlier encounter didn't want to leave it's head either.

'what was that...? It didn't look like the creatures I usually see. It looked way more scary.' It thought, shuddering at the memory of the petrifying energy it felt when facing the unknown life form.
(I'm still prefering to the reader as 'it' but it will change dw.)

A sound made the young curse perk up, it was roaring like thunder, but not as loud and still different. It turned to the direction of where the noise came from, seeing the same box on wheels that stood on the street everywhere, but this one could move.

The curse tilted it's head to the side, confused at the display before it. Out of the thunder box, came the creatures it had seen before, onmy there were several this time, making it perk up once more.

The curses eyes watched, as two people came out the car. The one that was there a few days ago, and another one. Tall, with white hair, dark blue clothing, And something on his face. It was a cloth covering his eyes.