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Gives a suffocation curse effect when successfully crafted into a cursed doll. === Cursed dolls again? Zen had to find out how to craft them after he completed his quests on this dungeon floor. However, with a little more underwater breathing time, the curious gamer decided to swim around a little. Maybe there were secrets under the lake waiting to be found? Zen chanced upon other blue mushroom monsters as he swam and defeated them with his superior dagger-throwing attack. The system marked Hernie’s new quest as complete after Zen killed his twentieth blue mushroom monster and gained its spore, extending his underwater breathing time.

I cursed myself internally, lowering my gaze for a second, " Keep your mouth shut." He watched me intently, his gaze never leaving me alone. It felt suffocating under those red eyes, as though he could see through every lie I tried to tell. Yet strangely, despite his intimidating presence, there was no real anger on his face. If anything, he looked entertained. I took a deep breath and looked at him, " I don't understand why you called me your cure. I know that you are cursed. But I have no power or control over it, right? I am just a mere Omega living in this small world."

"Haha, ya, you just never make it there." "True, the couch always calls to me." I get up and go into the spare room to get dressed. I walk into a big room with large windows and deep red linens and curtains. I see the suit and shoes on the vanity. There is a painting of a white and back wolf on the wall it's howling at the moon. I am mesmerized by the detail. I turn away and go to grab my shirt when I notice a picture of Link, a guy with raven black hair and blue eyes and the girl. The girl I have been dreaming about. I grab the picture, and it's like I am sucked into a memory of her. All in leather and a sword, she is fighting, but who or what, it's all a blur. "Link! Who is this??"

I was determined to let Ethan realize the consequences of his actions. Before long, Ethan strode in, looking impatient. He said, "It's about time you apologized. Why haven't you just done this before? How many times do I have to tell you that Mandy and I are just like siblings? And what are you doing in this dump? It's so depressing." His words trailed off as his gaze was drawn to a photograph on the wall—an enlarged portrait of Heidi smiling radiantly. Ethan froze, his expression a mix of disbelief and horror. After a few seconds, he snapped out of it and flew into a rage.

It seems like this will be the only way to tire him out so Kagami kept on doing that for a while. "you are not bad, but how bout this"; Kagame said teasingly as he dashed toward Yahiko with full speed going all out. His palm was very reddish that it will melt anything on the spot, he stretched it fast to grab Yahiko on the face to melt it on spot. Yahiko saw that had wasn't going to make it he then hissed before pulling a cursed sword from his scabbard. He used it to block Kagami"s attack and it work. The sword was long and stylish, the handle was laced with some accent material. The sword was emanating cursed energy so strong that it made Kagami back off a little.

Hahaha, I will obviously pick the drag. [Due to High INT stat a Cursed evolution have been unlocked] - Demon of Sloth - Gains class {Necromancer} Holy...!

As a travelling merchant, he used to tell her that caravans rather entered the woods and tried their luck with bandits and wild animals than take a shortcut through those ruins. “I know only a little…something about two brothers. The one named Maxwell was pure and kind and the other one named Boris was filled with hate and vengeance. The story doesn’t end well. Maxwell had gifts. He could see into the future. But Boris…he was a dark magic practitioner. Delving deeper into black magic, he made a deal with a devilish entity that made him both powerful and vicious. He raised a small number of followers and planned a coup. He was discovered by Maxwell who then banished him and his small number o

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.

The boy had no idea where the wetness came from because nowhere up around where he stood was wet. The boy felt a sudden sadness for the poor animal, so he held out his right hand, palm down, and suddenly, his arm glowed with a strange purple color. The purple color that had started to glow around his arm seemed to wiggle around it as if it were alive in its own way. Slowly, the wolf began to rise and out of the pit, with the boy switching his hand’s position as the wolf floated out of the pit. The boy laid him softly on the ground just a few feet away from the opening with a wave of his hand.

Without hesitation, I let go and let the beast take control. With each stride, I got closer to the cursed pool that had almost claimed me once as I thundered through the jungle, four paws rapping the ground with deadly rhythm. With its ragged arch opening like a beast about to devour me whole, the cave's mouth emerged into view. I changed into my human shape and rushed forward, bursting into the darkness without slowing. In the darkness, that foul, glistening water radiated a radiance too lovely to be anything but lethal. Like a live creature, it pulsed softly.