He moved at quite the fast speed as he moved deeper into the depths of the cursed land.
Time passed by...it felt like days had passed.
Yet only a few minute had actually passed by.
He had finally arrived at the end of the cursed land.
He hadn't even spent up to a few seconds as he tried to catch his breathe.
And then...a roulette suddenly appeared before his eyes.
And then...various cursed artifacts, cursed objects and things imbued in some weird eerie black scrolls...although he hadn't seen them before.
He guessed they are more probably cursed techniques.
Each were truly monstrous...the aura and dread he felt just by staring at each one is as though he's staring right at...death...misfortune...calamity.
Any cursed fate you can think of...
He couldn't help but unconsciously shudder a little.
A voice...ethereal and resonant, suddenly tore through the air.
"Congrats...cursed one. For making it this far.
