Chapter Text
0 - awaken.
Rainfall.
Constant, incessant.
Lightning, thunder.
This cycle hasn't stopped for three days now. Grey clouds never left the skies. The winds howled away, loud and petrifying. The villagers whisper amongst themselves. Whispers of spirits that appear in the mountain that looms over their village. Strange apparitions seen by anyone who dares go near the mountain.
Three people had gone missing. Those who dared venture into the mountain forests.
They were never seen again.
A woman wakes up with a gasp in the middle of the forest.
Rain beats down the earth.
Thunder, lightning.
She breathes like she'd never before. Loud, big and desperate. She gets up quickly scrambling to breathe better.There's nothing to be seen around her. Dark trees looming , and the sky pitch black. And even in all the darkness she can sense.
The eyes staring at her.
In the all-consuming darkness she can still see the curses. Crawling. Making their way towards her. Their energies creep into the ground trying to rush their way towards her. They look like tar flowing on the ground, sticking to the trees. She wonders if it's just night, or if it is the abundance of curses that causes this darkness.
Their stares feel like marks on her. The air gets heavy and she struggles to breathe again.
She doesnt know which direction is safe but she runs. Barefoot in the forest, she starts to run to safety. The branches, sharp as knives cut her arms and her feet feel tortured running on the forest floor. Out of nowhere, something grabs her, and throws her to the nearby trees.
The air gets knocked out of her lungs. A curse of black miasma emerges from the rows of trees. Its multiple eyes stare right at her, she can hear it snicker. It looks as if it's enjoying itself. The curse picks her up again and throws her again, all the while laughing.
It charges at her. She doesn't want to die, but her legs refuse to cooperate.
The curse lifts her up and drops her to the ground. She feels the crack of her ribs. It's almost like it is playing with its prey. The curse opens its mouth, wide open. It's going to kill her. She doesn't want to die, but her body doesn't listen to her.
Die.
Yellow flames of cursed energy burst out of her outstretched hands. The curse stops dead in its tracks, getting caught in the fires. Screams of the curse bellowed through the forest. Her powers burn like a forest fire. She gets up and touches the ground, flames burst from her open palm, scorching its way to the curse.
It burns again, and she watches it. She repeatedly burns the curse until nothing is left of it but ashes on the ground.
Her eyes glow golden.
The curse is exorcised.
The rain stops, and the skies clear up.