Cursed
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Last published Tue, Aug 22, 2017
Een vreemd meisje is vervloekt. Telkens weer zingt ze dat liedje en telkens weer vind één iemand de dood. Zelf vind ze het niet echt een vloek, zoals zij zal zeggen: kunnen doden is toch geen vloek? Niemand durft haar dan ook aan te spreken als ze opeens op school opduikt. Tot een jongen. Hij deinst niet voor haar terug en houd goed vol. Zou ze echt kunnen veranderen door een enkele jongen?
'The curse is not That i kill,
The curse is That i can kill without a feeling.'
'I'll stop wearing Black when They invent a darker color'
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𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖛𝖎𝖛𝖊, [Sweet Home]✔
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷"ᴵᵗˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵐᵃᵗʰ ᵖʳᵒᵇˡᵉᵐ, ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵈⁱᶠᶠⁱᶜᵘˡᵗ ˢᵒˡᵘᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵗᵒ ˢᵒˡᵛᵉ ᵃ ˢⁱⁿᵍˡᵉ ᵖʳᵒᵇˡᵉᵐ. ᵀʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ˢᵒˡᵘᵗⁱᵒⁿ ʷᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁿᵒʷ ⁱˢ, ᵗᵒ ˢᵘʳᵛⁱᵛᵉ" ╭┈◦•◦❥•◦People lived in peace, like a normal day where you do what you need to do and sleep to wait for another day to come and arrive. Not until an apocalypse arrive or shall I say, curse. ╰┈➤ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Sweet Home (Kdrama) fanfiction This story will follow the kdrama version Cha Hyun-Soo x OC COMPLETED✔ EDITED✔Complete![[SILENT SYSTEM]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/162644614-256-k104342.jpg)
[SILENT SYSTEM]
||A/N: Will update from time to time. . . ( High chance of being discontinued.) || Credit to original artist- I've only made a pastel edit with it...|| _______________________ Like any typical transmigration novel, a person will die in the hands of death before being given a system with unique personality. Given task missions in order to return to the original world. The host would either complete the world in success or fail the missions given only to be transferred into a punishment world. That was what Lucielle thought what would've happened if he encountered the situation after death but he was wrong, very...wrong. Who knew that Lucielle would be cursed once he died, lifeless on the ground? No one did. Lucielle was just one of those unlucky individuals who shouldn't have been touched in the first place. ___________________________________________ [- - -Cannot unlock fluent language ability- - -] '???' 'Didn't you say I could choose anything?' [System rechecking database...] [ . . . ] [Host, it has been confirmed, I asked the higher ups after rechecking your data base for any faults...It seems that you may have caught an unfortunate curse, to the point where Host cannot speak...Host, you are mute in this case] '. . .' -------------------------Complete
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