The Cursed Bloodline
Darkness and Hatred

Tubs full of deep red water still decorate a spacious room with black shades. Not far away, two beds of patients had been prepared. Aora and Yora were just lying weakly, the wounds on their bodies had indeed been perfectly covered. However, the scars of the real fight are still impacting until the two men are still unconscious.

Mirai sat quietly between Yora and Aora. During the healing process using her special blood, Mirai accidentally sees the past of the two brothers. There is no one to blame, why the two brothers who love each other end up being enemies that bring revenge for their entire lives.

They both know the pain of losing someone they care about. The trauma of death, making the feeling of worrying about losing something valuable eventually backfires. The path they had been on all this time, was a reflection of the fear within them

Now Mirai's gaze was fixed on the Snow Gyoku in her hand. He recalled the words of Kurasu. That every drop of blood in his soul would lead him into an endless curse. Both he, Yora and Aora ended up losing their precious figure due to the Curse of darkness residing within their souls

"They (Yora and Aora) lost their parents, when the darkness of Nue took over their souls. While I had to lose my father because of the blood of the damned in my body. I don't even know who my mother is. Who is the woman who brought me to this world? Who exactly gave this terrifying power? " murm Mirai

Mirai began to move from his seat, he began to pack some items into a small bag that he always carried. Yuri who had just entered the room could only furrow her brows, astonished

" Where are you going Mirai? Your condition has not fully recovered yet" Yuri noticed the bandage wrapped in Mirai's left armband. A wound that Mirai accidentally made to save Aora and Yora

Mirai was still busy packing her things. A white Book of Nue he took out of the bag of Yora's equipment. The book that was going to be waiting for him found the 3rd Pillar stone fragment

"I'll join Nee and Zou in search of the 3rd Pillar stone pieces! " said Mirai briefly. He also opened a book sheet that tells where the stone is located. On one of the pages, a rhyme was inscribed with a crystal stone drawing in the form of white water droplets

'*A power*pure power*, a power that knows everything in the world. The power guarded by the figure of a mighty white magic spirit. There is only Black and White. Light and Shadow. Truth will bring justice. While vengeful, will bring regret'

Of course the clues Mirai finds are in the form of a complicated puzzle. Mirai's brows were linked, he did not understand what the rhyme he was reading meant.

"What about Yora and Aora? They have not fully recovered. They still need treatment from you!" yuri's speech breaks Mirai's daydream

Yuri tries to stop Mirai "What if something happens when you're not here, Mirai?" yuri said with a worried tone. Mirai looked at Aora and Yora at a glance, then her gaze was now fixed on the red-haired girl with a deathly pale face in front of her

"I'm handing them over to you, Yuri. I'm sure you can take care of Aora and Yora much better than me! Although they are not fully aware. But I still have to go! "

Mirai began to leave the room. He also activated his snow Gyoku. Thin snow clumps revolved rapidly around his body. Before Mirai completely disappeared from there, a single smile was engraved on her pretty face

"I believe in you Yuri!" Mirai disappeared from the building. The last thing that came to her mind was to seal Nue's strength as soon as possible. Either the one in the holy temple or the Aora. Mirai does not want to, the darkness again controls him, Yora or Aora. For that he must move quickly

If you keep quiet like this, people even this world itself will be destroyed in the hands of the creepy man (kurasu)! I won't let it!

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At the Red Cops secret laboratory, not far from the place. There was a poor village located in the middle of the Barren mountains. The people who live there are not people from the land of Sora. But a group of people made up of working slaves who fled from the small country around Sora. They live in the middle of the forest, with the old tent capital as a shelter

A figure of a man in white robes, with a headscarf covering his white hair. His red eyes were emitting a strong darkness. The man was just sitting quietly on a tree branch. Staring at the poor village below without anyone noticing its presence

Amidst the activities of the villagers who were busy collecting wood for sale, a group of bandits suddenly came and damaged whatever they found. They did not care about the population, which was mostly women and poor children trembling in fear. The bandits were just for fun. Especially with weak people, who they easily play with

"Why are the Gentlemen coming here?! " says a middle-aged man. He ventured to approach a bunch of sturdy men who came to his residence

" I heard, you are slaves fleeing from your Master! We have come to take you to your Master! Who knows, by bringing their runaway slaves, we will be paid dearly by those rich people! " said one of the burly men. A wicked grin was engraved on his face

Hearing this, the people began to fear. If they were brought back and became slaves, they would never survive the punishment. They also tried to escape from the place. But not yet had the old man moved from his place, a sharp sword halauwan slashed his back. The old man eventually lost his life

"Haha.... Haha.... You guys trying to escape from us?! "bluff the bandits with an understated laugh. They gather people in one place. Surrounding him while carrying sharp weapons as a threat

" If you do not want to be dragged into the land of your Lord. Just pay us with your precious treasure! " said the bandit. But they have not yet resumed their actions. The figure of the white-robed man appeared before them

Everyone was shocked, even the bandits raised a word in their hands, wary. The white-robed figure with a hood covering his face was just silently standing watching them

" Jagan says, you're a bad luck hero who wants to help these lowly people! If that happens, we will kill you first! "

A cold smile was engraved on the face of the white-robed man. He slowly raised his hand and removed the hood that covered half his face. The white hair sticking out and the sharp gaze of the red irises made the rows of bandits gulp rough saliva. Even the aura of the man could make the burly men shudder with fear. The figure of the man was Kurasu

Barkkk.....

Kurasu threw a bag of money. "Isn't this what you need? I'll give you, but-"

It wasn't finished Kurasu spoke the bandits were clucking in excitement and snatched the money away

"Wuah! You're a rich man apparently! I'll take your money. What should we do with these people?! "

Kurasu smiled at the knot "Just kill these people right in front of me! " his orders

Though a little doubtful of what Kurasu said. The thugs just obeyed his orders. They earn a lot of money, as well as having fun by killing the group of weak people in front of him.

" With pleasure! "

Smiling evilly, the bandits began to swing the sword in his hand. Slashing the weak ones who even begged for their lives

While Kurasu just stood still while watching the heinous massacre in front of him. Gyoku in his hand emitted a pitch-black light

"A part of me got hurt out there (Aora) . I have to replenish my energy, even if it involves trash like them! " murmur Kurasu. He closed his eyes for a moment, while inhaling the fishy smell of blood that filled the surrounding environment

All the inhabitants were killed, blood flowed to the ground to form a puddle. The bandits who were satisfied to play also approached Kurasu. A sneaky idea crossed the mind of the bandit leader. If the man who ordered them had so much money. What if he robbed and killed that guy too

"We are very grateful to you, sir. Thanks to you we can have fun and get lots of money" said the man. He also gave the code to his men to besiege Kurasu

"No need to thank me. The show has just begun! " kurasu said meaningfully. Bandit leader's eyebrows shot up. What does the show just start?

Kurasu stomped his feet slowly, waves of dark magic spreading on the ground. The bandits who were still frozen felt the power of suffocating their necks.

"Arkh! What'sthis?! "

They could not move, while the suffocating pain gnawed at their chests. Kurasu approached the bandit leader calmly while standing with her scarlet eyes burning eerie irises

" The hatred of those you killed earlier will plunge into your disgusting soul. The darkness in your soul is what I need right now! " say Kurasu

The leader of the bandits began to shout histsris. His eyes were round, a black light coming out from his mouth. The light that visualized his soul was sucked out by Kurasu. Little by little the man's body dried up, the juices of life sucked out. Turned it into a mummified skeleton

Kurasu who sucks the soul of the bandits in front of him. Start to get a sensation of rapid body recovery. Like getting food intake, the black aura surrounding his body was increasingly focussed. Black veins began to appear all over his body. Smiling softly, he seemed to enjoy a delicious meal since the last time he was free in the world

Darkness and hatred in humans, are the subers of demonic power like him

Brakkk...

The body of the bandit boss lay just like that, Kurasu also stepped foot to look for the next victim

"What kind of world are you protecting? Snow Goddess, Aorasu and Yorasu! The humans you defend, are nothing more than a piece of trash! You're even willing to lock me up for over 10,000 years. Look at! I will destroy man with my own hands! "