"--AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA..."(???)
In a dark and murky place, a child's screams echoed.
A persistent yet arrogant voice questioned the child who was screaming.
"TELL ME!"(???)
"I told ya already, I don't kno- AAAAAAAAAAAAA!"(???)
The persistent man tortured the young child in various ways. Nails that were normally used for buildings, were skewered inside the fingertips of the young child.
"You still persist? Tch!"(???)
"Wha-what are you do--Ummmgh!"(???)
GOKURI
"AAAAAAAAAAA, IT BURNS!"(???)
The young boy was forced to swallow small needles, that were normally used to sow clothes together.
"TELL ME! TELL ME WHO TRIED TO ASSASSINATE THE DAUGHTER OF THE DUKE!"(???)
"I SAID I DON'T KNOW DUMBASS!"(???)
"Why you..."(???)
The arrogant man snapped his fingers and then two people came into the room. On the left was a man carrying a bucket, and on the other was a man holding an iron rod. At the end of the rod was a small iron slab.
"Do it."(???)
"Aye."(???)
The arrogant man gave the lackies an order, and they gave a reply of agreement.
"Iron rod? Oh, no, no, NO!"(???)
It took an instant for the child to reliase what was going to be done to him.
The lackie on the right dipped the iron rod in the bucket. Immediately after, a large steam erupted in the surroundings of the bucket.
"NO, NO, NO, NO, PLEASE, NO, NO ,NO--"(???)
The young boy was pleading however, they did not listen.
The young boy was then subjected to an iron slab engraving itself on the left side of his chest, in other words, they embedded iron near his heart.
"AAAAAAAAAAAA---"(???)
The screams of the boy escaped the room and then radiated throughout the whole kingdom. Soon after the boy lost his consciousness.
You may ask how this all started. Well, It started exactly eight months ago.
---Eight months ago---
"Kinata, I'm back."(Zail)
"....Welcome back..."(Kinata)
Haaaah....
Such a flashy event came to pass.
"Uwa"(Twin tailed)
"Uwa?"(Zail)
The girl, seemed to be dripping tears from her eyes, snot was also dripping down.
"UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"(Twin tails)
"Oh sh--."(Zail)
Damn. What do I do, I was never good with kids.
"M'lady!"(Maid)
A female who resembled the stereotypical maid came out from within the crowd, she had brown hair and green eyes, slim body.
"Oh, a care tak--"(Zail)
"You barbarian!"(Maid)
What..?
"What..?"(Zail)
"Guards!"(Maid)
Immediately after guards approached from the surroundings.
"You've got something wrong here!"(Zail)
"Heh, finally did something eh?"(Guard)
"I didn't!"(Zail)
"Then why is she crying?!"(Guard)
Shit, he's projecting his voice loudly.
"It's probably the shock of being attacked!"(Zail)
"SO YOU ADMIT IT?!"(Guard)
"I didn't admit anything smart-ass!"(Zail)
"I only stated that she was attacked!"(Zail)
"And the culprit is---"(Zail)
I turned around but, the green haired teenager wasn't there.
"Oh sh--"(Zail)
Immediately after I felt an incredible pain at the side of my neck, my consciousness was beginning to fade.
I took a look at the maid who was the reason for this small farce but I saw something. She was grinning.
"Zail!"(Kinata)
Kinata attempted to save me, but the surrounding onlookers held her down.
"Damn it..."(Zail)
Damn it. Some of these people are smiling, grinning and some are even laughing. Wasn't this supposed to be a country without racial discrimination. Yet, here they are, all sorts of races enjoying me suffer. They enjoy my suffering JUST because I'm different.
They're willing to endanger this country for their selfish ideals, a daughter of a very important person was attacked you know..?
"You deserve death, however we will do a favour and let you live."(Guard)
I deserve death..? Me, who hasn't done anything but help deserves death..? Damn it... Damn it.. DAMN IT. DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT , DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT--
"--DAMN IT ALL!"(Zail)
There and then, I felt a large slam on my neck. It's as if a truck collided with my neck.
"Argh."(Zail)
I could no longer feel my body. I just let the darkness consume me.
---Present time---
"We're done for today."(Torture Guard)
"A-And don't come ba--*COUGH COUGH* --ck."(Zail)
CLINK
The door was locked.
"DAMN IT ALL!"(Zail)
Why am I subjected to such misfortune? What have I ever done? Should I have let the girl die..?
"What have I ever done..?"(Zail)
"I SAID WHAT HAVE I EVER DONE, DAMN IT!"(Zail)
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"ARGH, SHUT UP!"(Zail)
[[System: Negative.]]
"Wait, what?"(Zail)
[[System: Negative]]
Ok, let's think this out carefully. So due to a skill reaching max level I can pick one of the following actions. These actions seem very useful, huh.
So, what will be useful in the long term, mhm. Damn, if only I knew what my curses entailed it would be easier to pick.
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Curse: Curse Of Resistance
Rank: SSS
Description:
As a baby your body was damaged thus, this curse was developed.
Note: It is 90% harder to level resistance skills.
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"Am I cursed or someth-- oh, wait I am."(Zail)
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Curse: Curse Of False Luck
Rank: EX+
Description:
You are despised by 1876597 gods of luck due to your tremendous talent, thus they all banded together to bestow this curse.
Note: Please keep in mind that luck stays with the soul, this curse just enhances the magnitude and rate that misfortune occurs.
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What the actual fu-- Wait, doesnt this mean that I originally had 0 luck. So things like this would happen but it would have been more rare, and less painful.
And what did I do to anger 1876597 gods, it's my talent I can do what I want with it, damn it.
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"Uwa..."(Zail)
Damn it.
"UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA---"
At this age to be crying. Wait, technically I'm around five years old. My mental age should be around twenty nine years old though. Pretty ironic that im an orphan in both lives. Well, Whatever
That day, I cried all night.
[[System Message: "I'm sorry."]]