Eddsworld Cursed Images Novels & Stories

Without warning, Edrick walked over to me, his movements hurried. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a couple of photographs. I took them from him and looked at them closely, a grim amusement dancing in my eyes. One photo showed Elijah with his hand inside a girl's stomach. The other was even more different—Elijah dragging the half-disemboweled body of a girl out of a room. I leaned back in my chair, my expression cold and impassive, but inside, I felt a wave of fury.

“What do you mean by world?” “Why don't you see for yourself.” Cassian smiled like a Cheshire cat pointing at her phone. Eden’s heart raced as she pulled out her phone. Her fingers were trembling so badly that she almost dropped it, and the cold glow of the screen felt harsh against her eyes. A notification sat at the top. From Cassian. She swallowed and opened it. Her jaw dropped, her breath catching painfully in her throat. What is this!!? The photo of Eden and Cassian being a couple was posted on a big screen of Time Square!! Their faces were edited together like a perfect couple’s portrait. Below their faces, in bold letters, flashed the question: Will you marry me, my love?

Years ago, a witch cast a prophecy over me. She said I was the cursed wolf, an abomination who would bring the pack to ruin. My parents believed it completely. Locked me in the cellar that same night and left me to starve. My older sister, Sia, fought like hell to keep me alive. When the pack came for me, she stood in front of every single one of them, crying as she tried to shield me. "She's not an abomination. She's never hurt anyone." Because of those words, when the Alpha fell for her but still feared me, that so-called abomination, I volunteered for exile. Walked away from the pack forever. Before I left, I gave Sia a charm. Told her, if anyone ever laid a hand on her, just speak into i

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

Big and dangerous that will no doubt have grave consequences for us all. Especially the one who has hired us all to this Facility. He is mad with a desire for eternal life. He has mages visit us sometimes to do different experiments on the Subject. What they do to him is beyond me. It sometimes appears back in its room with strange black markings on its body. After a few days though; the markings just disappear. This place fills me with dread, and I don’t know how much longer I can continue to work for these kinds of people. The work here greatly tests one’s faith in God.

“Helena, may I know if all the souls cursed by Selena Dazzle can be released? Then what about Axton's body? Isn't it rotting?” “He might die, he might not. If the body is not treated, it could die. Those who are cursed live in a semi-conscious state,” Helena explained as best she could. “They can see, it's just that they can't move and their organ functions are still functioning. They just can't eat or drink. The only way is with the help of tools or being healed so that his body can recover with a healing witch like me. If no one took care of their bodies, it was likely that they would die quickly. From Selena's diary that I read, every body that dies is marked with a wilted foxglove flower

“You’re unbelievable!” I frowned immediately. “What happened?” “What happened?” she repeated angrily. “You rejected your pregnant mate publicly then banished her right after?” My body went still. “What?” “You heard me!” I stared at her confused. “What banishment?” Mira looked at me like she wanted to hit me. “Don’t act confused now, Arnold.” I grabbed her arm immediately. “What are you talking about?” She shoved my hand away angrily. “Gamma James gathered the elders and banished Leticia under your command!”

“Do either of you intend to behave even slightly like civilised men while we’re here?” “Civilised is boring,” Corvin said cheerfully. “I’d rather amuse the enemy. Or at least myself.” Edric rolled his eyes. “If amusing yourself involves making us all look like fools, I’ll consider it a minor war crime.” “War crime? Really, Edric. Must you always ruin the fun with technicalities?” Corvin tossed his hair back, the sunlight catching just enough gel to glint like a jewel. “I’m an artist, darling. If my art is lethal, it is simply a happy accident.”

I could already tell the was regretting tagging along with us. “There are so many worlds out there,” Marucs began. “Worlds that are flourishing, worlds that are thriving, and the ones that are dying.” I glanced at Elvira who had on a stoic face. If what Marcus said had affected her. she did not show it. I peered back at the projector. It showed an image of earth being surrounded by other replicas of earth but with slight and subtle differences. Marcus flicked to the next image and I saw different creatures. Men and women with tails of fishes. Under the images was a word scribbled: The Merpeople. I saw men with pointed ears, long noses, sharp teeth with scaly wings flaring from their backs. U

The Fox mask. Blurry, distant, but unmistakable. He had been in the room. In the shadows. Watching. Close enough to touch. By the time she returned to Marco’s, her hands were still shaking. He was at the desk, surrounded by empty energy drink cans and crumpled notes. “You’re not gonna like this,” he said. “What?” He pointed to one of the monitors. The watermark—the eye symbol—was linked to an underground server formerly used by an old European BDSM cabal known as The House of Eyes. Disbanded years ago, but with rumors of revival in the deep web. The names were redacted. But one kept surfacing.