Lahat ng Kabanata ng Tears' Curse: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

They killed him. They killed his buddy!Kingsley crouched by his bed, his fingers trembling as he slid open the wooden memory box he treasured. When his gaze settled on a particular photo, nostalgia flooded over him, wrapping him in a painful yet precious embrace of memories.Tears welled up in his eyes.That was the first surprise birthday party Peter held for him.The photo said it all—whipped cream smeared across his face, chocolate cake flattened on the table, and Peter standing behind him with another dollop of cream in his hand. Lyn was at the side, joining their friend for another cream attack on her brother.Everybody was happy. Nobody was leaving."I'm sorry, Kingsley." Miracle broke the silence after staying in his room for the past fifteen minutes."You know what he said here?" Kingsley murmured, his fingers gently tracing the features of his late friend in the photo. "He said, 'Oh, come on, Kingsley! Birthday cakes aren't meant to be eaten—they're meant to be ruined for gre

Lifting his head, Hayden stared into the realm above the thick layers of grayish clouds. His sorrowful hazel-brown eyes brimmed with layers of bitterness no one could truly understand."2019 already, huh..." he murmured.It had been eighteen years ever since they parted ways. Back in Ring of Deity, he remembered how it ached his heart, watching his pal beg Qilong to let him go..."I... I can't do this anymore, Qilong. I-I can't do this anymore..." Ye Xuan knelt, his shoulders shaking as his eyes fell to the ground, full of defeat.Qilong's silk robe brushed past his trembling arm."Get up, Ye Xuan," he commanded, turning away. "You know you can't escape from this. His Majesty wouldn't allow it.""O-One... one by one sent to me." He gulped the sour lump down his throat. "One by one vanished also because of me."There was a hint of disdain in his voice as he glanced over at the iced cuboids hanging deep in the wall. He hated himself for failing to bring them back alive."Everybody wants

The scream certainly didn't sound friendly. Cold sweat broke out on Hayden's skin as he subconsciously tightened his grip on the glass he was holding. With a sharp crack, the glass shattered, scattering shards across the floor. Tea, now tainted with the coppery taste of blood, dripped down his arm in a chilling trail.The twins frowned, their eyes tracking the erratic dance of silver smoke in the air above.Something wasn't right.When they rushed to the door, they saw Melvin slumped against Miracle, his arm draped over her shoulder—he was unconscious."What happened?" Hayden asked, keeping his scratched palm behind his back. The wound was closing.What should she say? If she spoke the truth—that this human boy could see the barrier when he wasn't supposed to—he'd surely be thrown out of the house. "Nothing serious. Just a mild heatstroke," she said simply and walked past them.She didn't want to tell them what exactly happened yet, though it might be a mistake to keep them in the dar

Standing in front of Stellaerio, Miracle stared at the peculiar building with complicated feelings. The stained white crescent, weathered by time and neglect, hung on the main block like a silent lament for dashed hopes. The trees, their branches swaying in the wind, seemed to mourn the decay that had taken hold of the structure. Despite the gentle rustle of leaves, an eerie stillness hung heavy in the air, as if time itself had paused to acknowledge the weight of the building's history.Rather than a school, it looked more like a haunting space caught between life and death.When Miracle reached the second-floor corridor, she headed to the punch card rack and heaved a sigh of relief. It was Saturday, and Maddie was in the school.While she was still relieved that her weekend trip to Stellaerio hadn't gone to waste, a piece of paper suddenly swept in her direction and landed at her feet. She picked it up, and a shiver raced down her spine the next second. Her throat tightened, a pang

"She went to Stellaerio? On a Saturday?!" Lyn freaked out. "Did she tell you why?" Hayden flashed him a questionable look. The sudden drop in warmth in his tone was obvious. Kingsley leaned against the couch; his legs stretched out. "I hope it's not a trap you set." "I swear upon my life," Melvin hissed, "... that I'll never do a thing to hurt her again." The Watsons were back just a few minutes before Miracle did. Standing outside and looking down at the bamboo scroll in her hand, she hesitated to enter. 'Should I let them know?' she thought. As the noise inside grew louder, she quickly unrolled the scroll and tucked it inside her pants. She then pinned the hook of her vintage belt to an inner notch, securing it tightly. 'Maybe I'll just keep it a secret for now.' Drawing in a deep breath, she pulled herself together and creaked open the door. "I'm back." At that instance, four pairs of eyes switched to her as one. The sudden change of pressure crawling in the air put a pause