The Seventh Son (Male OC x Luz Noceda x Amity Blight)

Chapter Twenty One: Prodigal Cure

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For those of you wondering where I have been in August, well, this all started when a friend of mine, AstroEvade, posted on YouTube a review of the Seventh Son. Let's just say that I ended up agreeing with some of the points made, so much so that I couldn't stop thinking about going back and making any and all corrections that she felt needed to be made.

I decided to remedy the problems people had with the story (not all of them, as I know that people on TVTropes don't like Booker having a temper, but screw that! Taking that away would just take out a lot of the fun the story has). I went back through the story, ran Grammarly through every single chapter, and then changed what had to be changed to make it a better story. Pushing my mental health to the limit just to make it better.

It was a process I genuinely hated. It delayed a lot of my work to the point where I had to rethink everything. I was exhausted and drained, and I hated myself for letting the review get to me in the first place. However, it's done. I have finished it. The Seventh Son has been improved upon, and I sincerely hope never to have to do it again. Seriously, I can't even imagine trying to do it with stories I'm very far into.

Either way, I'm back, and I'm ready to give you the next chapter.

Years ago

The day Eda was cursed was the worst day of her life. It ruined her. As a witch and a student at her school, Eda's life was tarnished. With the exception of a select few, no one, not even her own sister, would come near her. Who would, especially with a monster inside you that would take over you any chance it had? A beast that would plunge Eda into an abyss of despair and cruelly take hold of her mind and body.

It was a horrible fate that fell on her, but it was made worse by the nightmares that would come with the curse.

When the 14-year-old opened her eyes and saw nothing but blackness, Eda suddenly gasped and sat up, panting. She found herself in a shadowy void. Not this again, she thought to herself. This couldn't be happening.

Eda stood up and looked around, frightened to be back in this void again. It was here. She knew it was here. It's always there, waiting to attack her. To change her.

A shadow flashed past behind her. She turned around to look at it.

There it was—the Owl Beast.

In its truest form.

True to its name, the Owl Beast was a robust, quadrupedal creature with an owl-like appearance. It had a thick coat of dirty gray down feathers, large wings, bird-like legs, and long tail feathers. Its head resembled that of a barn owl, featuring a heart-shaped white face with hollow black eyes and a small beak.

It stepped on the ground, shaking. It then stretched its neck towards Eda, stopped in front of her, and screeched a horror shriek.

"AAAAAAAH!" Eda cried out in surprise.

"NO!" 14-year-old Eda screamed as she shot up in her bed.

"Hey, hey, it's okay," Malcolm said, taking her into his arms and hugging her tightly. Making Eda feel his love and safety as she hugged him back. Sobbing into his chest. "It's okay, it's okay. I'm here."