"How dare you interrupt my pleasure? Begone!"
Orion roared, his Titan bloodline surging with power. Without hesitation, he channeled this immense energy into the contract sigil on Violet's forehead.
The divine radiance that had invaded the tent was obliterated in an instant under the sheer force of Orion's power.
Just as Orion let out a sigh of relief, a multicolored flower emerged from Violet's forehead and floated toward him. Before he could react, it imprinted itself onto his chest.
"Creature who defiled my seed, bear my curse!"
"When the last flower withers, so shall your life end!"
Orion looked down at his chest, where a tattoo had appeared—a bouquet of flowers, with a hundred blooms. The topmost flower had already wilted.
Orion narrowed his eyes, trying to suppress his emotions. He knew immediately that he had been cursed—cursed by an unknown deity.
"Master, I'm so sorry! I didn't know this would happen!"
