"So you're here," laughed Theos as he saw the mass of flesh, the curse, hidden in one of the hundreds of crevices in the room.
Because of the depth of the crevice, it was almost impossible to tell if something was inside without carefully observing its interior.
Fortunately, he and Luna decided to carefully investigate the entire room in depth. Theos knew how dangerous a loose curse could be, especially one that, on its first day of birth, is much stronger than an Advanced Peak like Theos.
"Arrkk," growled the curse, showing its misshapen, sharp teeth but provoking no reaction from Theos, not even Luna.
It simply looked like a harmless creature that, with just one blow, would be destroyed to pieces.
"Answer me one question... Who created you?" this time, Theos' voice echoed throughout the room with coldness and indifference, even an intense murderous intent surrounded and pressed down on the curse that could only squirm to defend itself.
