Among Us Cursed の小説・ストーリー

I still couldn't breathe properly because of the lack of air in the truck. I got on my knees and tried to get to the light, but the boxes were so high and the space almost nonexistent. I would have easily pushed down the stack of boxes, but I didn't know what was in them, and I was afraid to ruin the goods of people that had no idea of what I was going through. I sighed out in frustration and slumped down, dragging my hair back. The cop’s words filled my head, and my belly churned. Asmodeus Nox was rumored to be cursed. He had had two previous Lunas that lost their lives mysteriously, and I was about to be the third and the next in the line of death.

Mayhem growled inside me—he despised Gray as much as I did. That night, lying naked in bed, I texted Aminda. My arousal made the sheets tent as I pictured her. 'Hey. Any chance of a late-night visit?' She replied quickly. 'I don’t want to risk it. The curse is clear: the more we’re together, the greater the chance of calamity. What if you die while I’m… pleasuring you?' I smirked. 'Then I’d die a pleasant death.' But truthfully, I preferred dying while spilling inside her.

Hours later, Amelie had left with Zanders and then returned with Yasa. The old woman screamed when she saw the disaster and then got to work with Amelie. Zanders watched in surprise and then looked at me with concern. “Is it that bad?” I asked fearfully. “An earth curse causes the earth to literally rot and makes it impossible to live in that place,” Zanders said, and I cursed. "It's a blessing that Amelie and Yasa are controlling this before it spreads. Believe it or not, Crescent is luckier than you think."

“Bowen’s cooking the rake venom so he could be the one who cursed your brother. We have to figure out who the other cursed wolf is. Any ideas?” Ezra shook his head. “I’m blank.” “Ezra, do you think it could be Dimitri?” “Dimitri’s likely dead, Summer. No one can survive trapped in their own wolf. What we’re dealing with is a curse.” “We have to find a cure,” I said. “Or we can find Bowen beat him senselessly until he gives me the cure and confesses to all the shit he’s been doing.” “Do all your plans involve violence?”

“When I was lost in the woods, the Alpha of the enemy pack found me. He wanted to take my life, but when he found out that I could make rare herb medicines to cure diseases, he appointed me as his doctor.” “Can you also cure cursed wolves?” “Who is cursed?” Jay lowers his gaze to the ground. “I-Is this true? You're cursed?” Panic replaces the calmness in her eyes. Jay remains silent. Inhaling a deep breath, she wipes off the tears streaming down her face. “There's no cure.” “Does anyone else in the pack know?” “No.” He lifts his gaze from the ground. “You mustn't let anyone know in the pack. Lozark Aylestone will kill you.”

"The curse is real." "No," I said desperately. "What do you mean, this isn't me!" "Four hours," Dante whispered, looking directly at me. "You've been here four hours and I'm already dying." "What do you mean by that? and if you think so, is this how curses work?" "Isn't it?" Soren asked coldly. "Your first mate died in a hunting accident. Random attack. Your second mate got killed by rogues. Random attack. The third mate just dropped dead. Random death."

Alexander stared at it for a while and nodded at them. They both left my presence while still discussing on how to go about in capturing the rogues. Holding the invitation card in my hand, I closed his eyes as the memory of years ago flashed before me. I had been cursed to live forever and had lived a thousand years hoping I would be able to break the curse. I remembered the prophecy that on the third day of the third month of the full moon I shall meet the one that was destined to break the curse. It has been a thousand years now and many third month of the full moon had passed but I was yet to meet the destined one.

Shadows flicker red beneath my door now, dancing like cruel spirits. “Run!” The word echoes in my skull. The door bursts inward in a spray of sparks and splintered wood. Flames roar behind a towering silhouette. A man steps through the fire. I cannot see his face — only the outline of him carved in burning light. And his eyes. They glow. Not with reflection. With power. The world fractures into red and gold. Heat devours everything. The scream tears from my throat— I wake choking on smoke that isn’t there. My room is dark. Quiet. Whole.

And of course, while consuming blood, I have to remove the necklace from my neck because every time I wear the necklace, I look like a complete human being. "Well, shit. All I can say is, I'm thankful I can finally rest my fucking brain from studying the shit of everything." I sigh ejaculation. Sarreth suddenly threw me a black and yellow drink. "What the fuck is this chuckie thing?" I wondered. Sarreth slapped her forehead unconsciously. "Stop cussing the fuck down already, Celare. Are you going to talk to that mysterious goddess of yours like that?" Sarreth asked me a serious question.

“Daughter of Judas and Ember Corbok.” Accashia swallowed. “Y–yes?” Was her tentative answer. She looked around and saw how everyone was looking at her. People were pooling around, gathering and staring at her. Whispering. Pointing at her. And this time, they all whispered the same thing. “Beast… She's cursed by the beast. She went to the Forest in the East and was Cursed by the beast!” Soon the townsfolk began to sing the anthem of the Eastern Forest. An Anthem that sends chills on the back of their neck and shivers down their spine.