In the middle of the forest…when the clocks tics and the night reached its peak…
Midnight…the witching HOUR!!!
Thanks to my messed-up fate! I got the chance to do something that’s only told in stories!
The only thing that was on my mind ever since I knew that I was a sorceress…was to curse that bastard!
I certainly am still a novice in this domain…after all, the only two I successfully cursed are that selfish duke and his arrogant brat!
The duke was cursed to slowly rot away only to make him beg for me to spare his wretched life…
Chapter 28: the little bird of house Calypso, tragedy of the lady in a cage!Once upon a time, in the Regulus empire, there lived a girl…The girl was the daughter of a noble marquis, gifted in both beauty and talent; she was raised as a fragile little bird, embraced by the love of her parentsThe little girl had the power of her family’s lineage…that is to speak with animalsBe it a bird, a fish or even a slug, she could understand what lied behind the animal heart and converse with them…The girl was lonely…she grew up alone with no friends due to her poor healthIf she ran, she would collapseIf she walked under the rain, even for a moment…she’ll catch a heavy cold!An when the temperature rises in summer she’ll get a strong fever!The marquis did everything he could, spending his money to bring talented doctors and healers…everything to cure
<Take the shape of a binding chain, [Phantom Chains]> the hooded girl said as she called forth the power of the symbols she drew in the air…The runes shifted unto a transparent chain, entangling the knocked out witch…<This should keep her in check…Now the cursed young lady…>She turned and picked up the cage that fell on the ground and then she opened it…Gently, she took the white pigeon out of the cage…Poor thing…The shape shifting curse is one of the most complicate things that could ever be done…That woman…she used the concentrated sacrificed blood and the potion’s ingredient as a price for the curse…She really is an experienced elder witch…I should probably get inside her head and learn all that she knows about witchcraft…The bird in my palm had its hearth racing…Rubella&he
For as long as I can remember, I have been struggling for my own survival. At the age of 16, I became an orphan left to brave the world alone. You would think that my struggle started from there, but the truth is that it has been worst when they were around. Nor parents or siblings acted like a family, desperately trying to bring this family closer, I suggested to my parents, brother and sister to enjoy a week-end trip all together. But would have thought that even fate was against this family becoming that… a family? The trip that was supposed to bring all of us together ended up taking all of them to the afterlife, leaving me with a deformed appearance, a burn scar on 16 year old orphan girl… with no relatives to look after her. I obviously ended up barely living alone in a house, struggling between studies and part time jobs. When young people my age were worried about what to wear, the latest trends or what their next vacation spot
Deep inside the abyss, embraced by the darkness, the torment didn’t cease for god knows how long... All I could do is bear with the pain that I had never experienced before, it feels like my body is being burned and freezes and electrified at the same time. The overwhelming agony I have to undergo made all my senses alert as it skinned me deep within the pitch… For how long must I endure this? For how long will this soreness, anguish and ache keep on like this?! For along longtime… it kept repeating over and over and over again… At first I panicked, then I lost my will, then I begged and called for help, then I struggled to stay awake in order to not perish. Then in the midst of all that pain… it gradually stopped… it felt like I reached the heaven graced by the divine mercy! I could finally close an eye in the darkness and relax for a bit… I let out a sig, relieved that I am finally free from the grasp o
I opened my eyes a moment after disintegrating within the abyss… or so it should have been… I was supposed to get reincarnated as a newborn baby fresh and clean… but why in the world am I in the body of a 16 years old young woman?! <Abyss you fraud! What is the meaning of this!> You would think I am pissed off because I am already a grown up, right? Well, that’s not everything, truth to be told and things have to be clear! The “Evanson” name, this silver like the full moon bright in the sky, Crimson red eyes the color of two soaring full blood moons in the sky! A face that would make a Hollywood actress cowers in shame like a squid standing in front of a goddess! Yes… that kind of beauty/cuteness/nobility! One of the characters in that Role Play Game that I liked the most! The noble daughter of the noblest house after the imperial family! The house of the duke leader of the aristocratic faction, the man wi
I put on a sky blue dress with light sapphire jewelries and some light make up, and I didn’t put any corset because that thing is a torture! I felt like my guts about to burst out and my bones about to snap any moment! Torturing myself for such a thing? That hurt! Why would I do that?! Anyway I left for the drawing room where two silver haired men were sitting each on a couch drinking tea. One of them was the Duke of Evanson, Cassius; the other was someone whom is the spitting image of the duke Handsome with a stoic face that look like that of Cassius but much more young! And add to the sauce a similar personality, arrogant, noble and a deeper hate toward Satiana that his daddy Well that is something to be expected of the one whom also liked his kind mother that died because of a newborn child. For them Satiana, me is the one at fault, but truth to be told, it’s the fault of their lack in knowledge and techniques and proper gynecologist
Yep… I think I just lost the already nonexistent affection of the Duke and his son…That’s how I ended up here, alone in this big shabby and dirty side building. At the very least I can take advantage of this situation to familiarize myself with the situation I am in right now, the whole Abyss Harold thing I mean…To summarize, I died and got reincarnated as a character from an RPG I used to play at my free time back when I was a company lawyer…The character I have been reincarnated as is called “Satiana Von Evanson”.White silver hair and Ember eyes, what you can call proudly a true beauty, even though I am still 16.I looked at my face on a dirty mirror glass after removing the sheet that was covering it.And the reflection showed something else… The silver white hair was tainted in a glimmering pitch black color, and the once ember eyes the color of the setting sun, turned unto a pair
<Ugh… my head hurts like a bitch, which opened the window on me? Did I forget it open yesterday after work? Did I end up playing too late again?> I barely could open my eyes… I stood up from my to close the window and go back to sleep when I suddenly met face to face with a girl in maids clothes...That moment, the lap I received from reality was harsher than a slap from a whale swinging its caudal fin… for your own knowledge… that’s capable of killing a human in one swing…<You have waked up my lady, should I prepare for your breakfast first?>Ah… right, I became the Harold of the abyss after dying… and got my memories back yesterday.Right… I am also a grounded young lady, which explains why the curtains were wide open...<Are you new here?><Yes my lady, I have been assig