Novel & Cerita Hiromi Higuruma Cursed Technique

Quickly after that came a frightening realization. ‘The Harusame family’s most powerful attack—the Full Bloom! ‘It is also Kenzo’s most powerful technique, and the reason why the swordfighter community in Japan recognize him as the best swordfighter in the nation. ‘Crap, this is bad!’ Ash finally realized the danger but it was too late. His body remained rooted to the ground even though his brain tried desperately to evade the incoming blow. The single glint from the blade turned into two, and then four, and then eight… as it proliferated into countless terrifying glimmering blades.

Damon interrupted and almost at the same time, Ruth stood up and left me on the floor. I turned to stand up and face him but Damon was already on my side. “You know why your curse wouldn’t work? That’s because I own hell myself. It’s time I let you get that same death that you wished for” he said and smirked at me. It was an evil smirk and I knew he had a devilish plan set aside. I watched as two hefty men walked into the house towards my direction. “That’s her. Take her back to base 9 and according to the rule, you know what to do before you eliminate her” What!

Suri's body was covered in various bruises, each one startling to behold. Nevertheless, Chad knew very well that none of these bruises were real, as each mark on Suri's body was spontaneously formed based on her dreams. This was the eeriest aspect of cursecraft, which had a simple principle. Through cursing, distant hypnosis was applied to the intended victim. A person's birth data was like a phone number. If someone knew your phone number, they could contact you.

Why did he look like he was prepared to fight to the death? "Stop acting all crazy, Chase Collins. I told you I'm here to save you," Yuria said anxiously. This only convinced Chase that she was a succubus. Her voice had triggered something inside him that yearned to protect her. This Charm Technique Yuria was using on him was really powerful. He focused his consciousness while silently chanting. He quickly made a mark with his hands. "Guard, Protect, Defend, Stand, Strong, Shield, Form, Before, Me!"

“She’s human.” “She was,” Lyra corrected. “But taking a life under certain circumstances can trigger the werewolf curse. It’s rare, but it happens. Her body is trying to adapt to the change, but it’s struggling.” Alaric’s jaw tightened, his gaze flicking to Sofia’s unconscious form. His expression softened as he moved closer, his hand brushing against her arm. “How long has this been happening?” he asked, his voice quieter now. “I’m not sure,” Lyra admitted. “The signs only appeared today, but the process could have started the moment the curse was activated. Tonight’s full moon will accelerate everything.”

If I had insisted on staying with Heidi instead of giving in, if I had not trusted Ethan so easily, Heidi would not have. I covered my face as I cried; the pain was too much. Regret and self-blame nagged at me, and it was suffocating. A soft thud broke the silence as something slipped from my hand and fell to the floor. I looked down to see Heidi's favorite doll lying there, its hollow eyes staring up at me, silently accusing the cruelty of fate. My hands trembled as I picked up the doll, clutching it tightly. It was as if holding it close could somehow let me feel the warmth Heidi had left behind.

Arachne, still recovering from the sudden backlash, cried out in alarm. "Lyrien, no! Stop!" she shouted, but Lyrien's eyes only burned brighter, his fingers tightening around Aria's throat. Erith rushed forward, trying to intervene, but Lyrien's power was too strong. He tossed Erith aside like a doll, his gaze never leaving Aria's face. In that moment, Aria knew she was staring into the face of pure evil. The curse must have consumed Lyrien, and she was its next victim.

fuck fate and its stupid eyebrows. The contract was activating. The seal was awakening. And Theo, who had spent centuries hating humans for reasons even he no longer remembered, was being forced to kneel before one. Slowly, Theo felt the final condition. The binding would only be complete through a kiss—an ancient rite, older than language. Refusing it meant death. His spirit would burn, along with the last remnant of Nexus’s power inside him. Theo stared at her, face twisted in loathing.

“Then allow me to fix a mistake I made years ago. I, Hikari Kazumi, successor of the Kazumi clan, withdraw my curse from my best friend, Amor Blaze. I shall endure the price of the withdrawal and I shall take complete responsibility and punishment.” Hikari’s eyes were glowing dark blue. His wolf, Kaze, was coexisting with him. My body glowed the same way as it did when Hikari cursed me, but all that light was absorbed back into Hikari. I gaped at him, feeling my vision clear up and a strange heaviness I had been feeling on my body lift. The tornado and lights soon faded away, and all that was left was the gentle breeze wrapped around Hikari, as always.

“These guys underestimate me. To make me use a portion of my power. Quite commendable! I’ve gotta praise you people for your guts if nothing else…” The kuchisake-onna comes walking through the front door with her broken head hanging backwards. She holds her head cracking her neck and bringing her head to its original position. While walking towards Seirei with minimal movements, she looks down on him and smirks. Seirei snaps and punches her in her chin breaking her neck yet again. He starts to emit an inhuman aura and he starts to gain a teenager’s physique. His clothes automatically adjust to his size. Grabbing the kuchisake-onna by her broken head he stabs it using his other hand and opens