Cursed Items Phasmophobia Novels & Stories

“The guardian of this place. You must have no idea what the Cursed Mirror of the ancient Supreme Pack is. It is a relic that will suck any living creature with a soul once you come too close to it. That was what happened to you.” “So this isn’t a dream? Why did I see my dad earlier?” “What do you expect? This relic is named Cursed Mirror for possessing dark magic. Once you are sucked inside, you will be attacked by illusions until you are consumed by darkness and become a dark soul caged in here.”

"I have what you seek. Charms that reveal the truth, the hidden, the forgotten." Cassie's eyes widened as she took in the array of enchanted items. She reached out, her fingers brushing against a pendant shaped like a crescent moon. It hummed with power, a soft glow emanating from its depths. Beside her, Xavier's gaze was drawn to a silver wolf's head, its eyes like twin moons. Xiemna, meanwhile, found herself drawn to a small, intricately carved wooden figurine of a wolf, its eyes glowing with a soft, ethereal light.

’ Read this part here. ‘Anyone who knows how to use it can use relics. Items such as these can summon ghosts or even demons or may even curse someone. These could be items such as a voodoo doll, a small statue, or symbols made from twine or other materials. If it’s a curse, they usually place the item under the victim’s pillow or bed.’ She looks up from the book. ‘Okay, and what’s this got to do with anything?’ ‘We should search your room for any relics, just in case.’

"Did you really think we were being nice to a newbie out of the kindness of our hearts?" Brad laughed menacingly. "Stupid little girl. You were never one of us. You were just the lamb we were fattening for the slaughter." "What do you mean?" I took a step back, my heart starting to beat irregularly. "I mean," Jessica said, raising an hourglass-shaped magical item filled with a dark red liquid, "it's time to harvest." The live comments went insane. [OMG! THAT'S A HEARTSEEKER HOURGLASS!] [It's an A-rank cursed item that targets congenital weaknesses!]

It took them days to find out what it meant, Seek the darkness, and you shall be granted power. That was what was caved on the stone. There were still a little bit not contented at that time, they wanted the darkness but how would they get the power? They kept searching on and on for more clues, till they found a secret door that lead to another dark place, they walked into it using torches but they stopped working because of the high tension that was all around the place, their body also shivered from the immense energy they were feeling, despite that they didn't give up and kept walking inside the pitch black path, the walked few kilometers before the reach a spaced room, it has more scary

I mumbled. He turned around and looked at her legs, touching them. Xavier did his best to control himself. "She was bit by a forsaken," Lucas announces, pointing to a mark on her thigh. I look at it and it was indeed a forsaken bite. Their bites are extremely venomous and can kill even adult wolves in a matter of minutes, even alphas. You can tell the difference between the bites in human form because the skin started to decay. My heart drops. Forsaken wounds were impossible to cure, even if you were an alpha or alpha heir. Only the Moon Goddess herself could save you if you had been bitten or scratched deep enough. "She probably won't last any longer than a few hours. Who is she?"

Their mother had dedicated her life to understanding the curse and finding a way to break it. As they delved deeper into the journal, they discovered references to a hidden artifact, the "Heart of Light," believed to hold the key to dispelling the darkness. It was said to possess immense power and could only be found by those who were pure of heart and unwavering in their resolve.

We decided to step into one of the shops, a bell tinkling as we entered. The interior was cramped and dusty, filled to the brim with all manner of strange objects. Dolls with eerily lifelike eyes stared at us from shelves, while jars of wet specimens lined the walls. “Creepy,” I muttered, picking up a small figurine that seemed to be made of bones. Chris nodded, examining a collection of ‘cursed’ amulets. “Yeah, but kind of fascinating too, don’t you think?”

Sebastian looked away and suddenly a familiar scream echoed in his head. IT'S A CURSE OF A DAUGHTER. He flinched shaking his head and gulping down. Sparing a single glance at Darren he walked back to the punching bag grabbing it with both hands. The bag was slightly ripped off, why couldn't he get that particular sentence out of his end from the night she spat on his face? Something bigger and unchangeable might happen.

“The guardian of this place. You must have no idea what the Cursed Mirror of the ancient Supreme Pack is. It is a relic that will suck any living creature with a soul once you come too close to it. That was what happened to you.” “So this isn’t a dream? Why did I see my dad earlier?” “What do you expect? This relic is named Cursed Mirror for possessing dark magic. Once you are sucked inside, you will be attacked by illusions until you are consumed by darkness and become a dark soul caged in here.”