Cursed System-Chapter 44: Gift 2

DARK FIGURE IN THE SHADOWS POV..

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. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

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"Dear Child," I whispered, shifting my gaze to his unconscious body.

"Our paths ends here. But I shall leave you a parting gift."

Having made my decision, I rubbed my hands together within the shadows. I had no reason to reveal myself—remaining hidden was essential. All I needed was a medium.

And the child was the necessary vessel...

He was perfect.

"What kind of gift," I mused, "should I give my darling friend?"

Around me, the screams never ceased. Blood stained the ground. Flames devoured everything.

And in that chaos—

I smiled.

DARK FIGURE IN THE SHADOWS POV CONTINUATION ...

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I stayed hidden, my body merged with the shadows, rubbing my hands together in silence. There was no need for me to reveal myself. I only needed a medium to act through.

’The child would work perfectly well. He was suitable in every way.’ I thought inwardly.

’The only question was—what kind of gift should I give my darling friend? A child filled with so much rage and hatred, it would harm even his own self?’

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CURSED CHILD POV...

Screams echoed endlessly. Blood soaked the ground as I watched my family burn on the stakes. Fire devoured everything in my sight, yet I could do nothing but only watch helplessly.

Around me were the victorious, devilish smiles of the villagers, the steel knights I once adored, and most of all... the unforgiving bastard—the EYES OF THE GODS.

That was the last thing I remembered before my consciousness faded.

Helplessness crushed me. I couldn’t speak, couldn’t move, I couldn’t even scream. I was suppressed, treated like a dying dog whose pain no one cared to understand. My mind was drowning in denial and despair, as I remembered the horrible scene replay countlessly in my mind.

In that state, my soul was easy to grasp. Too easy.

"Ohhh, my poor child," a voice whispered.

"Do you want revenge?"

Suddenly, flames burst forth, converging into swirling eyes of black fire that stared at me with interest, as though staring deep into my soul like it knew my pain and everything that happened.

I flinched—but then I remembered everything.

The heat in my eyes wasn’t fear. It was hatred.

"Yes... yes,"

I cried. "I don’t care who you are whether a demon or devil. Take my soul if you want it. Just give me the strength to fight back. Let me take revenge!"

I knelt there, sobbing, convinced this was nothing more than a dream.

"How beautiful," the voice laughed. "As expected of my sweet Child. I like it."

The black flames surged violently, laughter turning manic as they formed a gigantic, blazing, huge snake that pierced straight into my body.

"Remember this moment," it declared. "The name Ouroboros, the snake that bites even its own tail for revenge. From this moment on, your soul, your flesh, your everything belongs to me. This shall be your eternal covenant!"

The voice echoed endlessly as my pale eyes slowly opened.

My body felt like it was burning from the inside.

"What’s going on?!"

"This kid’s body is on fire!"

The clamor around me pulled my mind back into reality. I scanned my surroundings—and then I saw it.

The charred cross.

Tears of rage poured down my face as a muffled scream tore from my throat.

The heat didn’t fade. I stared at my palm.

It wasn’t human anymore.

Scales covered my skin, flames licking around my hands and body—hands that looked like they belonged to a demon dragged straight from hell.

"So... it wasn’t a dream?" I muttered, dazed.

The EYES OF THE GODS and the steel knights recoiled in horror. From their view, I was wrapped in roaring flames—a six-eyed demonic thing that should not exist.

"Demon possessor!"

"This boy is the child of a demon! He is a cursed child"

"Capture him alive—the gods have spoken!"

Golden radiance enveloped the steel knights as they roared and charged, adrenaline flooding their bodies as they raised their swords.

"Ahhh—!"

A roar thundered from my lungs. The broken, rusty sword lying on the ground began to shake as its seals shattered, and then it flew into my hands.

"Die, you fucking bastards!"

Power flooded me—unimaginable, overwhelming and satisfying. When I slashed, red streaks tore through the air.

In the next instant, the knights split apart. Blood and flesh sprayed everywhere as their bodies collapsed, their screams mixing with the villagers’ terror.

Strength poured endlessly through the sword and into my arm. I felt like death itself—a reaper clad in fire.

"This mana... it’s devouring his body!"

"It’s growing stronger by consuming his life force—he’s at least Rank 3!"

"How the fuck is this possible?!"

"Gods, please save us!"

Their cries meant nothing to me.

I kept moving. Cutting. Destroying.

Rage filled my mind, thirsting for revenge. One by one, the people who took my family from me fell. They called me a demon. A cursed child.

Fine.

Then I would become a Cursed child, and humanity’s destroyer.

Bodies littered the ground. No one stood alive—except one.

The EYES OF THE GODS.

"Mm," the voice inside me purred. "Let’s end this feast with a fine dessert. Let the world know pain. Devour everything."

My arm moved on its own, gripping his shoulders.

He froze, staring at me in horror.

Then his flesh began to melt—dissolving rapidly, like wax under hellfire.

And I watched silently, unfazed and umoving.

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