My Past Part 2
Wrapped in my desperate search for a break from the curse that afflicted me, I came across Haru. His brown eyes, like wells of mystery and depth, unexpectedly captured my attention, momentarily diverting me from my path. In those fleeting moments, I was hypnotized by that enigmatic gaze, as if it held the answers to all my afflictions. However, reality soon pulled me back, and I moved on, leaving behind that captivating mirage.
The exhaustion from the fruitless search began to weigh heavily on my shoulders, hopes of a solution slowly fading away. My mind resigned itself to the terrible reality that loomed before me, accepting the idea that perhaps I was doomed to carry the curse forever. Yet, I could never have foreseen that Haru would become a crucial piece in the enigma that surrounded me.
It was in an ancient library that the gears of fate began to turn. There, amidst dusty shelves and books filled with secrets, I discovered the story behind the Blue Moon curse. A haunting narrative unfolded before my eyes, revealing that each step I took towards the truth was more intriguing than the last.
Fragments of valuable information intertwined in my mind, indicating that the Supreme Church held forbidden knowledge about curses in general. It was through an old sage, absorbed in reading an ancestral book, that I heard whispers about the hidden secrets behind the shadows of that sacred institution. However, entering that imposing fortress was an almost impossible task. I could only observe it from the outside, searching for clues that could lead me forward. And then, on a lucky day, the universe conspired in my favor.
Sudden chaos erupted around the church, a cacophony of screams and explosions that offered me a fleeting opportunity to enter its depths. I rushed inside, driven by determination and voracious curiosity. The interior of the church was a majestic work of art, with its imposing columns and stained glass windows filtering light in divine colors. I found myself lost amidst the grandeur of the place, unsure of where to begin my search. That's when, as if a sign from the heavens, Haru appeared before me.
His eyes fixed upon me, traversing every inch of my being with a tangible intensity. "You are truly incredible," he said, his words blooming like surprising flowers in an arid field. I remained perplexed, not understanding the meaning behind those unexpected words.
I thanked him with a confused look, but before I could express my bewilderment, Haru approached me with undeniable urgency. His voice took on a tone laden with secrets. "Did you know the church has the power to illuminate all the cursed ones?" The revelation struck my mind like lightning, unleashing a torrent of questions in my consciousness. How did he know that I carried a curse? What dark secrets were hidden beneath the sacred veils of that imposing church?
Before I could articulate any response, Haru grasped my arms with determination and started running. "I think it's best we distance ourselves from this place," he whispered, his words filled with a sense of urgency. Our footsteps echoed through the sacred corridors as we fled from the encroaching shadows.
And then, emerging from the darkness before us, a Sylveris appeared, a sinister and terrifying creature. Haru's personality instantly metamorphosed. An aura of seriousness and courage dominated his figure, and he prepared for the impending battle. An epic fight unfolded before my eyes, each of Haru's movements a deadly dance, every strike filled with determination and strategy. With disconcerting ease, he defeated the supernatural creature, demonstrating an impressive mastery over the dark forces that governed the curse.
I was fascinated and astonished by the spectacle unfolding before me. Haru turned to me, his solemn expression transforming into a gentle smile. "You're the first cursed one I consider my friend," he said, his words echoing in my heart like a hopeful melody.
And so, in that moment of revelation and mystery, our connection was born. I joined Haru, embarking on a journey driven by hope and the search for a cure. Devoid of options and helpless, I surrendered to this unknown adventure, whose destiny was as uncertain as the curse itself.