Danganronpa Cursed Novels & Stories

His arms caught me before I hit the floor, the heat of him overwhelming, the iron grip of his hands forcing me against him as blood poured between us. “Elysia!” His voice was raw, guttural, half-human, half-wolf. “No. No, you don’t.” My vision blurred. I saw torches sway, wolves’ wide eyes, mouths frozen in shock. Someone muttered, “She’d rather die…” Another whispered, “The curse is real.” “I said quiet!” Danearo bellowed, his fury crashing over them. His hands pressed hard against the wound, but more blood welled through his fingers. His jaw clenched so tight I thought his teeth would break.

Evan squeezed harder, making Carmen cough. "Die!" "Do you really want me dead? Don't you want to know where Lyra's head is?" Carmen used the last of her strength to say this. Evan froze for a moment before slowly releasing his grip. After a while, Carmen got up and opened the fridge. There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde.

Three heads snapped toward me like synchronized chaos dolls. “And before you ask,” I continued, “yes. It’s connected to the Ashfall Circle. And yes. There’s a name—or rather, a codename. Codename D. That’s all I’ve got. No official record. No clean trail. The curse wasn’t even supposed to exist anymore.”

My mark pulsed under my skin in violent agreement. The seer’s head snapped up. “That’s where it started,” she said. “Before Aria. Before Damon. Before this generation. The old queen’s curse. The first burning. The initial bargains between hybrid blood and witch circles.” “Bloodthorn still feeds the curse,” Alden read again from the anonymous note. “But it was born here.” “In those hills,” Rian said quietly. “In those shrines.” “Then that,” I said, pressing my hand more firmly to the marked region, “is where we finish it.”

The curse wins. Bane wins. I lose everything. Again.

I could smell their aggression. "We have twenty hours left " Kael said, looking at the moon. "Open the door Lira. Quickly." I went up to the door. I could feel the power of the stone. It was like the energy that was in Ronans skin. I realized that the "curse" was not a mark of death but a key. I took a dagger and cut my palm. The blood was red. It had a silvery shine, in the moonlight. I pressed my palm into the stone moon. The mountain started to rumble. The runes flared into a white light and the stone door dissolved into mist.

“But one of them will take it.” My stomach twisted violently. The stranger stepped forward aggressively. “She is mine.” “No,” Darius said. “No,” Kael snapped. “No,” Kaden snarled. Their voices clashed in the air like weapons. Damon’s smile widened. “And you wonder why the curse grows stronger. Three bonds pulling her apart.” The corridor lights flickered. The air vibrated. My chest tightened unbearably. I gasped, grabbing the wall. The curse writhed inside me, twisting and knotting like tangled wires sparking with heat.

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. I opened my eyes which was filled with agony. My heart felt heavy from the burden I had been carrying for thousands of years. I regretted the day I had killed that innocent man thinking he was responsible for the death of my parents. What I didn’t know was the man had been cursed and whoever killed him would be the new host of the curse. Being able to live for thousands of years might be the longing of many wolves but not me as I was tired of repeating the same cycle over and over again.

I paused, turning my head slightly to glare back at him. Rabin’s red eyes burned into mine through the dim candlelight, his chest heaving as the entity spoke its final words. "The curse can also be cured if you mate with a Dire Wolf. That is the only way."

detok started, "You have spilled the blood of the prince of feys, upon sacred land I make this curse, the bond of love forever unbroken, the more you fight the harder it becomes, till at the end both your bloods are spilled by the other, on the words of the fey I say” detok finished, laughing as daren slammed a punch into his already broken jaw, knocking out the prince. Jason stared in shock, unable to move but felt terra dragging him away, ”I just got cursed!!!!” ************