Cursed Technique Amplification: Blue Novels & Stories

asked Gerald after pondering for a bit. “Bingo. Now, this devilish technique uses the three auras as its foundation. The three qi are the masculine auras that everyone possesses, and by stealing righteous aura, the devilish aura can be nurtured. However, in order to properly utilize the stolen righteous aura—and transform it into devilish aura—, feculent aura has to first be injected into the masculine aura. This technique generally requires a lot of feculent aura, and there’s really no escaping it.”

“It’s the curse. It happens often. I know he looks tough and powerful but beneath that facade is pure pain. He has haboured that monster for centuries. He is very powerful, and that is why the monster hasn’t taken over completely. I felt my chest tightening as i listened to Kara. He has indeed suffered and endured a lot. I feel sorry for him, but still, I want no part in all of this. “But how exactly do I cure him? I don’t have any supernatural abilities.” I asked the question that has been lingering in my mind for a long time now. “You just need to be with him, your body, blood and essence will eventually, gradually break the curse” she responded. Just? She said just like it’s an easy thing

" She held up her wrist, showcasing a sparkling green bracelet. Then, she smirked, pointing at the simple bracelet on my wrist. "Do you really think Ethan bought that especially for you? It's just a freebie that came with mine. You're only fit for my hand-me-downs!" I glanced down at my bracelet. It was a birthday gift from Ethan a few months ago, and I had always treasured it even though it was not expensive. Yet, it had unexpectedly become Mandy's tool for humiliation, a weapon to wound me.

The battle was swift, intense, fueled by years of brotherhood twisted into animosity. “You were like a brother to me!” Kael shouted, forcefully throwing Rian against a tree. Rian coughed up blood, grinning. “That’s the reason she chose me to end you.” Before Kael could react, Rian whispered a term — an ancient, forbidden incantation. The ground beneath them trembled, and dark tendrils of mist burst forth from the earth. Kael staggered backward as the atmosphere thickened with a potent energy that reeked of the curse.

Just the smell of ozone and unfinished responsibility lingering in the air. Selena stood there alone, blinking at the decaying altar while water from the storm began trickling across the stone floor like it was staging a coup. Her eye twitched. Her soul twitched. Her lower back twitched because she’d landed like a sack of wet laundry. God knew she tried. She recited every spell she vaguely remembered from internet rabbit holes. “Abracadabra,” “Leviosa”—not “Leviosar,” she corrected herself mid-prayer—and even, in desperation, “Escucha las palabras de las brujas, los secretos escondidos en la noche...” while raising her hands like she was in a soap opera for witches.

“Don’t let him. Show them what you can do.” And I already wanted to. Marrow smiled,mistaking my silence for surrender. “Do you see? She doesn’t even deny it. She’ll burn out before she ever rises. Power like hers is a curse, not a gift.” My body moved before my mind caught up. Blue energy burst out of me, faster than a heartbeat. It struck Marrow in the chest, swinging him across the training ground. He slammed into the wall with a force.The students screamed in shock. Marrow staggered up. “You dare—Aria.”

"My blood... for the glory of the Great Lord!" As his lifeblood flowed, he activated a forbidden technique. His muscular body began to swell unnaturally, his skin turning pitch-black as a thick, foul aura smelling of rotting flesh exploded from him.

"A strong memory can be an anchor for the soul!" Kit/Ari screamed, clutching his head. "Shut up! Shut up! He is mine!" But Siron saw the opening. Amidst the silver shimmer, a fleck of blue, Kit’s true eye color, appeared for a moment. Siron lunged through the weakening cage of light. He grabbed Kit’s hand, pressing the blue stone fragment into his palm. "THIS IS FOR YOU, KIT!" he roared. The blue fragment flared with brilliant light. Blue energy surged from Kit’s hand through his entire body. The silver sheen fought the blue, wrestling beneath the skin. Kit shrieked, this time with two overlapping voices, his own and Ari’s.

"Get Theodore on the phone, tell him we need a team to investigate the ruins near Chris's pack territory immediately. This was a deliberate attack." While Juniper made the call, I focused on fighting the curse. My normal healing techniques were not working because the curse had been designed to adapt to them, so I needed to think differently. "Iris, when you amplify my power, does it change the magical signature?" I asked, an idea forming. "Yes, the combination of lunar and healing magic creates a hybrid signature that is different from either power alone. Why?" "Because this curse was designed to counter pure Healer Alpha magic. But it might not recognize our combined power as a threat unti