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Prologue
In the Heian era , lived the Hiiragi clan that is famous for their supernatural abilities, power and magic they possess surpasses other sorcerers that they are known as a sacred clan and took the upper hand positions as the higher ups— the leaders that first set law in the Jujutsu world, gathering all who has the same traits to cleanse the dirty and tainted world from the eyes of the bloodlust demons or what they would call, Curses.
It then doesn't take long for a certain daughter from one of the head chief, to give birth to a beautiful baby girl—who was born powerless.
The irony—the families and relatives called her a curse because she is normal unlike the others who share the same bloodline, she is just a mere ordinary human being. She was abandoned even by her own parents,isolated from any deals of the business in the clan except to feed and raise her but without so much affection and genuinity.
Rumours has it she is a bad omen who can bring downfall to the Hiiragis,fearing she live up to its nickname, Hiiragi Arisa was left all alone.
From such a young age, she had realised all these-that she is not needed,unworthy to breathe, she won't achieve anything unlike her other cousins. She considered committing suicide,not that anybody would care anyway. It's not like she has roles for them.
Until the arrival of the King of Curses takes over wheel of fate to turn upside down.
He is ruthless, merciless, inhumane and whatnot because this creature only lives for his pleasure; he takes the world as his playground and the humans as his pawns. He bathe in their blood and persistent to stay in control,absolute power and strongest than any other living beings who cannot defeat him.
They are true; but not to Hiiragi Arisa.
They met when he got sick over her clan disrupting his territory and challenges his skills every damn time so he wanted to get rid of all at once.
She stare at the form before her; his off-white kimono is stained with the darkest red, the sickening stench filled the cold night within the Hiiragi estate and it is all just because of a single unstoppable Curse to unleash his anger.
The blood curdling scream from one of her family lets out got choked in a halt when his knife-like claws rip their throats out from their neck before dropping the body carelessly onto the floor with a loud thud, adding the nice decoration he painted the whole manor with.
He turns over his shoulder-his pair of red ruby gaze pierces onto her smaller form,
"Well,well,left for one." He gibed ,now fully spun around ready to tear her limbs off
But Arisa, dear Arisa only stand still on her spot without so much quivering in fear and truthfully, he find it odd when others would already lunge at him with full attack, to no vain nonetheless.
He cocked his head to the side lightly, he senses no power from this human, not even the intention to kill him. She looks rather...empty. Very vulnerable in her pink yukata, her emerald eyes manage to glistens in this dark, lively even but yet at the same time, she is like an empty shell. Why is she not running away?
The girl's form stand just right underneath the leaking full moonlight through the roof he bursted in earlier; taking in her looks that almost matches to his standard.
One thing for sure however, his presence is overwhelming, those who are afraid should actually cower with tail between their legs.If Arisa didn't go through such agony her family had put her through, she will be lying if she is not terrified.
"Are you not afraid?"
"..Should I?"
Now this is interesting
"You're not a Sorcerer. What is a mere human doing with the Hiiragi? I thought they are conceited enough not to breathe same air as non-shamans."
That statement almost made the girl scoff; sick of hearing the same mocking every day in her lives.
"Are you not going to kill me?" She question back not even bothering to answer him
If it weren't for his interest to pique, she would have her head rolled on the ground right now. No one can talk back to him,ever,so why does he tolerate her?
Her eyes never looked away, pulling him to a staring contest, there isn't a single fear ran behind her emerald orbs.
He smirks, "Who the in the hell are you?"
"Does it matter? I am no one."
He later find himself chuckling,clearly amused with the response,it's been awhile he have a proper talk anyway.
A powerless Hiiragi,huh?
"First time I have a human begging me to kill her. You're a Hiiragi—," he glances at their surroundings momentarily, "—but are you not mad or sad that I killed them?" Even her own biological parents' corpse lying down by her feet.
That got casts her gaze downwards, "I am, but then again, they never really cared for me in fact, I am not even a part of them."
He rose an eyebrow,
"They threw me out, they made me lived under an empty hut,even the servants dare to show disrespect towards the leader's daughter....so somewhere deep within me, I thought...'it serves them right."
"Ha.." He scoffs, before bursts out laughing that she flinched at his sudden loud mused. He looked as if he almost doubled over at something hilarious she said while in truth she just uttered what's on her mind.
"HA HA HA! Interesting..very interesting!!" He guffawed,took him almost in an instance for the laugh to drop but the amusing smirk etches across his lips never disappears,
"You,human...what do they call you?"
She is perplexed, why does the King of Curses needs to know her name when he will kill her and probably thousands more to be forgotten? But he still waited until she opens her mouth, not a single trace of malice emits from this man—creature.
So in the end, she settles her determined eyes boring into his red ones,
"Arisa.."
"Arisa—Hiiragi Arisa,huh." He hums as if trying on how it feels to taste her name in his tongue
"You are a very odd one i'll give you that, you're lucky I didn't get to shed your blood tonight."
"Why not?"
He leans down,enough for her to almost stagger backwards at the close distance and his intimidating height. He looks feral and that made her nervous, sure she is scared but none compares to the suffer her own family had put her through,
"Because I am willing to offer you a contract."
Did..she heard him right? A Curse offering a contract?
"A contract?" She voiced out her own thought
"'That yields much more luxurious price than..this." he motioned to his surroundings, "If,only you fully pledged your soul and life to me; disobey and I will have your head sitting on top of my throne."
She gulps the lump by her throat silently, "And..?"
He blinks for once, surprised she is suggesting another rules to add when the previous one itself is already heavy to bear than it is. As he expected, she is intriguing.
"Second," he pops his middle finger after the fore one, "If you betray me, I won't hesitate to slit your throat."
"....So either crimes,i get killed." She conclude,deadpanned.
"Ha!" He cackled, she can be funny too,huh.
"So,do we get ourselves a deal?"
It was taught in her clan that when a sorcerer turn rogue, they will face a death penalty, or even turned as a Curse against their will they still be prisoned for eternity, seems like a fitting law for one,sending them to the edge of their sanity.
Basically if a sorcerer is connected in any dirty business with Curses,your entire career ends,
She knows this very well, it is embedded inside her brain like a tattoo-a taboo and there will be no going back.
He watch how her tongue licks her dry lips and that is his cue to reach out a hand.Then,she too, slowly about to grab it before it stops just a few inches away like she just remembered her madness. Working for a Curse—a King of Curses at that?
You must be insane Ari—Ah!
But before she can retract it back,he knew what goes through her head, his hand shot up and grab her wrist tight enough for his claws digging into her skin, drawing blood. The Curse King yank her forward as one of his arm went over her back to prevent her from thrashing around in his hold.
"It's too late to refute,wench." He grin maddeningly down at her and her eyes widened when he shifts deeper, claiming her lips with force, allowing her to smell his rotten breath and iron-taste mixing in her tongue that she assume must be because of consuming live human flesh.
"Mmn!" Powerless- she know she can't fight him. When he shows mercy to pull away, he didn't give her the chance to spit venom words as he covers her eyes and forehead with his single huge palm and sends her fall unconscious immediately.
He studies her sleeping profile whilst lick his razor teeth, a faint taste of her lingers on them before the corner of his mouth quirk to form another victorious smirk.He hike her up by his arms, lifting her without a single heave of muscles,
"You are bound to me for eternity, you can only die by my hands and not without my permission.Better remember that,human."
She gave him peace, but he demanded chaos.