Is Sukuna A Curse Or A Sorcerer 소설 & 이야기

said Silas. “Witchcraft?” Many were taken aback. “What is this witchcraft you speak of, Senior Silas? Why does it sound so mysterious?” Silas explained, “It is mysterious indeed. This witchcraft was created by combining the Celestial Empire’s Maddox Kodoku spells and Southeast Asia’s Taming Seance. There is a person named Wikkan in Red Moon, and he is a notorious sorcerer from Southeast Asia. He’s the one who controls those test subjects through a Kodoku spell.”

I asked in disbelief. “Yes,” said Nalia, opening a folder containing photos of a man I’d never seen before. “This is the dark sorcerer who accompanies Hall. He’s not just any man, and just as the sorceresses feared, he’s capable of causing irreparable harm. His spells are based on stealing energy, practicing dark arts, and sacrificing living beings, no matter who they are.” I felt nauseous. “What exactly does that mean?” Elijah asked. “We knew what might be happening.”

“A wolf… yes. But not like you. Not like me. While others are gifted with one affinity—fire, lightning, wind, or water—he was born with all of them. The entire spectrum of nature bent to his will.” I went still. My fingers clenched around Syra’s. “That’s not possible.” “It shouldn’t be.” His voice dropped an octave. “But he’s not just a wolf. Somewhere along the way, he became something else… something worse. A creature twisted by wrath, betrayal, and power no soul was ever meant to hold. A beast born from light… swallowed by the void.” I swallowed hard. “So… the curse Mr. Luke mentioned. The one that’s been in his family for generations… that’s part of the Megetsune?”

Dad asked, looking pale. “As long as the one who places the curse wants. It could be days, weeks, months and even…years.” “So you slow-torture someone’s soul into death for years?” Noah demanded, looking horrified. “There’s a reason it's called a Forbidden Curse, Noah,” Sabrina whispered. “Only extremely powerful witches can have the strength to use this spell. It’s not for the faint-hearted,” “What I don’t understand is why send us a dead white wolf? And whose wolf is this even?” Logan hissed, running his fingers through his hair.

A freak accident that left me completely alone in the world. But now, I couldn’t help but wonder. Were they werewolves too? Had they known this would happen to me? Alaric said the curse didn’t activate unless you killed someone. If they were werewolves, had they never triggered the curse? Or was it something else entirely? I glanced at the window, where the light of the setting sun was fading, giving way to the night. The full moon was coming. I could feel it—a strange hum at the back of my mind, growing stronger with each passing moment.

“Whatever hold you have on her, break it. Let her make her own choice.” Lucan laughed, and the sound echoed through the empty palace halls. “Oh, but I am going to use her, Ryker. I’m going to use Serena against you. She’s going to be your downfall, not your mate. She’s going to be the end of you.” That was it. I couldn’t hold back anymore. The rage exploded inside me like a volcano. My demon curse mixed with my wolf powers, and I felt myself changing. My muscles got bigger, my claws got longer, and my teeth got sharper.

" I don't know! He started with a cough, I thought it was something temporary, I saw it getting worse, but no one could say what it was and how to treat it!" Soon after, the sorceress Jamaia arrived, the same one who had seen Kataleya when she was little. As soon as Jamaia saw Lacaio's condition, she was surprised, she had never seen anything like this. She brought her hands closer to the man's face and then moved away. "What does he has? Any illness?" “ This is not a disease, it is a curse!" " Like this?" “ I could try to break the curse, but…" “ Break it!"