" Cursed! "
" So it's that nostalgic feeling I've been sensing since earlier. "
" Well... What should I do to undo the curse? "
If it's a curse, mark felt that there must be a way to undo it.
But instead of providing him with answers, system startled him with an unexpected suggestion.
" Ding! Nothing much, just kill them to set their souls free! "
Slam!
Instead of killing the attacker, mark forcefully slammed the attacker against the floor, bending the arm behind, before stomping his feet over it to render him in a locked up position.
"What she's she mean by it?"
" Say that again! What should I do? " Mark asked out angrily.
" Ding! kill him! "
System exclaimed bluntly, as if the cursed person life was amount much to nothing.
Struggle!
The inborn momentum with which the attacker struggled against mark was enormous.
Vigerous enough that the attacker might slip away from the hold of mark shortly.
Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash!
Four strikes in a second and mark cut off the attackers tendons consecutively, to make him docile.
" What should I do for real? "
Mark questioned again, raising his voice.
" Ding! Just Kill him already, why you are delaying time! "
Aina replied straight forwardly without a change in her tone.
" At least tell me the reason, why? "
If a person was cursed to berserk, either undoing the curse or knocking him out could be done at the best moment.
Is there really a reason to kill him as such?
Mark was confused about this suggestion of her sit seemed to be excessive.
" Ding! Responding to host, as i said before the person is cursed and it's better to kill him than letting his soul torment in agony! "
System exclaimed out trying to suggest her point strongly.
" Tell it more specially, I mean in detail! "
Mark was able to get some parts of her explanation, but still the sense of killing an innocent soul will make his righteous self regret at later times.
" Ding! To be more specific, their true conscious and awareness of this person had eroded much.
Leaving a small remnant of their soul behind, which would ultimately be dissipated to nothing, shortly.
Had host failed at killing these cursed ones, before the remnant parts of their self is unable to maintain.
Their souls would be erased completely and their bodies be left brainless.
By that time what you'll see is just a mere physical projection of them, which managed to retain its cultivation! "
The curse Fatale practiced is a forbidden one, and a top tire on top of it!
Not only would it affect a person's soul, it will deeply erode him till a point where there would be no awareness for him to be called a himself person anymore.
He'd be more of a brainless berserker, that hates living the most.
" Is there no other way to deal with the situation? "
Mark asked with a troubled face.
" Ding! If there was wouldn't this Aina exclaimed it out already? "
" Ding! Host you are not just killing them, but you are letting their souls ascend the body I.e, before its completely corroded from within by the heinous curse!
You might actually be doing a boon to their last remnants, for them to accend the cycle of reincarnation properly! "
System exclaimed to reduce the weight in Mark's heart.
" Ding! With each second you waste, a day full of agony would be beared by these pitiful souls.
And had they killed an innocent, the karma for this would also be beared by them, which is the speciality of this abrupt curse! "
Mark could only have one possible word for this current situation.
" Unforgivable! "
" Too unforgivable! "
" I swear... who ever had made this mess, this heinous curse... This mark would not let him have a simple death at the least! "
" Slash! "
A clean strike to the neck, severing the head apart from the body.
Mark finally gritted his teeth and clenched his fist hard, before slashing the persons head off his body, killing him In a single clean strike, painlessly.
Closing his eyes for a second mark took a deep breath before disappearing from the spot, arriving at one body of a growling soldier before killing him the same way as earlier.
Several flashes at different locations of the palace and each corresponds to the time at which his blade was unsheathed to be slashed.
Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash!
Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash!
Within seconds several sounds of blades cutting flesh could be heard, corresponding to the time when mark swung his blades.
From place to place mark traversed instantly, killing a person before traversing to the next spot to continue the process.
One minute later.
Four hundred ninety eight...
Four hundred ninety nine...
Five hundred...
Coincidentally, five hundred cursed person's were detected by mark at present, which were killed by him painlessly.
All rooms had been screened, leaving no living soul behind to tell the tale of today's deal.
" Now the room of that feeble lady remained! "
Thanks to the things which happened between them and also the things which were left unknown, mark considered Xena to be a feeble woman.
Not knowing her real self, which was a pain to bear.
In the whole mansion, the room of her was mysterious and Mark's sense was not able to pierce through it's thick walls.
Mark decided to clean the other areas first, before preparing to step in that mysterious room.
At the same time mark hopefully decided to search for survivors.
But sigh, the curse was really powerful, as it affected all five hundred residents of the mansion.
Without leaving a living soul to escape, exception being the room of Xena which was yet to be screened by him to conclude.
Clang!
Mark slowly opened the metal doors, before entering in which made a low "clang!" sound while closing in automatically.
Whoosh!
A round device popped up all of a sudden, before it fallen on the flat cozy bed.
" I suppose the one that came before me is from Milton's? "
The voice of Fatale rang to his ears from that round device, which seemed to exclaim her words lifelessly, as if it was a record of her self taken before.
" If it's a yes, inject your mana for knowing further details! "
Whoosh!
As exclaimed by her words, mark projected a ray of mana from his fingers, before injected a faint amount of it into that round device.
" Young generation from Milton's... How did you like the gift I specifically prepared for you? "
" Gift! " Marks blood boiled with rage after hearing that word.
Five hundred innocent lives were sacrificed only to bait him, he became angry.
" And if I were to say that the whole of western warlords palace is cursed similarly, what would your expression be like? "
" Bitch! I'll... " Mark had no words for her to curse.
" It would be quite delicious to imagine, I think so!
But well comming to the business, I am the owner of the curse... and so could I... take it back again to free the souls in your residence! "
She paused for a second giving him a thought for hope, before exclaiming
" How about... comming to my place?
This sister would give you a chance to undo it, think wisely before making a decision? "
" Haha! Hope you wouldn't dissapoint me! "
Finishing her words, the round device melted away, reveling a white piece of paper with coordinates on top of it.
Author's notes:
curse : Erode a person's soul, at chronic internal will complement dissipate it.
Each second the soul goes through the hell, it would be ages experienced by it, a painful experience.
after effects
1. Will less body, a berserk one.
2. soul destroyed, so no reincarnation.