Cursed Genshin の小説・ストーリー

I nod, slowly, then. "Well, I want you to know that the curse exists. We don't know why it exists, or how, but it's plagued our bloodline for centuries. Our cruel tendencies and lack of empathy allow us to be the ideal rulers, to get this untamed race in line and create order. You already know a Gahndor's bite alone can kill, and I firmly believe that is part of this curse, too." My stomach drops, and I realize I'm in the presence of a beast as I gaze into Kohl's lifeless, golden eyes. Of a feelingless beast. I still have too much curiosity for my own good.

Nara looked at Gil in anguish, noticing how her golden glow slowly faded and was replaced by an ominous shadow. Her eyes filled with determination as she approached her daughter and examined her closely. "The curse affecting our Alpha is taking hold of Gil," Seraphim explained in a firm voice. "It is an ancestral curse that has been passed down through your link of halves, my Alpha. I feared this might happen, but I didn't expect it to be so soon." Seraphim felt a lump in his throat as he watched his daughter struggle against the evil forces that enveloped her. Worry was reflected on his face.

His eyes, filled with wisdom, glanced up as I entered. ‌ "Alpha Tyler," he greeted, acknowledging my presence. ‌ "Shaman," I replied with a nod. "I've come seeking answers about the curse," I announced, my eyes locking onto his. "This affliction has tormented me for far too long. I need to understand its origins, its purpose. Have you discovered anything new?" ‌ The Shaman sighed, his expression solemn. "I've delved into the ancient texts, seeking the origins of this curse, but the answers remain elusive. This curse is complex, deeply rooted in ancient magic that even my extensive knowledge struggles to comprehend."

Though I was in an advantageous position, I approached Joey cautiously. Before going to Black Furies, Orathe had warned me, "Remember, be careful of the Black Furies royal members' curse at the last moment of the battle. The Heimann's bloodline has a special Gift; they can choose to exchange their soul for a curse. Instead of returning to Moon Goodness after death, they turn into black flames that chase after the person they hated the most during their lifetime. That flame can't be extinguished by water unless the enemy is burned to ashes. It is one of the most terrifying curses, so you must be cautious. Alisha, I am giving you the Moon Stone of our pack; it can stop the curse. So, during th

I was an unusual child, I began speaking and walking flawlessly at only six months old, I had impeccable hearing also, of all my very special and strange abilities, I hated that one the most, because I’ve heard nothing but hurtful words. My eyes often randomly turns golden yellow and then goes back to normal, I grew up hearing parents tell their children to not have anything to do with me, I grew up hearing everyone say I was cursed and I brought bad luck to whoever gets involved with me. Ofcourse what would I have them think, even I knew that I wasn’t normal. I grew up watching family and friends desert my mother, leaving her with only me. The guilt plagued me. Her suffering was my fault. I

It was the mateless curse that Preston had told me about, so it was true that they were affected by the mateless curse. The mateless curse was one of the few curses that were generational, if a solve was cursed with the mateless curse, it would affect their entire lineage and the only person who could break the curse was the person who cursed them, if the person died, the curse can never be broken, it was one of the cruelest things to curse a wolf with. I was reading through the book, when I started hearing footsteps, walking towards the study, I hurriedly placed the book back in the process, and I mistakenly knocked some files off the table.

“Born as a son of a concubine he will surely suffer the cause of it as I lay my plan to make him the cursed child. With a nightmare of his reality, I can easily manipulate his mind. Send him to a place where he is destined to meet her, from the bond that will connect his fate to the other and towards her, which all humans call, ‘love’.” Disgusted by the word and its very meaning it. Where his mind reaches for that word as the cursed thing God ever gifted, and he deems it as the most stupid thing from everything for making anyone weak because of it. They contradict in that aspect as Gennevier dearly treasure that emotion, as he curses it in return, yet both of them have it in a twisted way to

"I do not care about the gossip going around. I want my sanity back. I lost my true mate, I am yet to discover who is responsible for the murders, Kane is winning the war, and I have a curse placed on me. Tristan, my beta and cousin is sleeping with my mate. What fate could be colder than this?" Gabriel reaches out for my back and gives me a brotherly pat. "We will pull through this. There are always trying times and what you are going through now will only make you stronger." I let out a loud chuckle because I knew that as the news about my curse spread and the death of the newborn. The council of elders will not sit back. ****

I stop abruptly and the man stops with me, his hand grabbing my arm and pulling me close. "Did not think someone like you would be this shy-" he traces my face with the back of his fingers and I slap his hand away from my face, shaking lightly. "Someone like me?!" I hiss between my teeth and it seems that my rage only fuels something within the man as he smirks at me, showing off his disgustingly yellow teeth. Up close, Father Cassimir is even more disgusting. Maybe if he took better care of himself... no! It was a matter of the heart! his heart was tainted and no amount of water and soap would wash that away!

"We have less than a year. All of us. Unless the curse is broken." The words land like physical blows. A mug slips from someone's fingers, shattering on the deck. A woman near the back gasps, hand flying to her mouth. Two men exchange glances of naked fear. The celebration that had filled the air just moments ago evaporates, leaving behind something thin and brittle. "That can't be right," a voice calls out. "We've lived with this curse for generations." "Read it yourself," Gabriel says, his voice gaining an edge. "The curse has stages. We've been in the first stage – the inability to bond properly with mates. This is the second stage. The final stage."