He killed them all drank their blood to the devil, he called. He screamed 'I am enchanted by luck.' Bullets missed him He smirked 'The devil has blessed me with a curse.' And we are the product of this Deed. He made us become monsters. He made us become sinners. He made us become afraid of our own self. He destroyed us. I want to end this. I want revenge. I will kill him even if it costs my life. I don't even care. I am damned because of his wicked desire. I will be the one to finish this. Or not? I am one of the Cursed.