Far away from the hustle bustle of town, free from the human surroundings, in the deep forest there was an abandoned mansion. The mansion was as dark as coal with a small gate detailed with intricate designs and a window. One could hear lots of brown, scary owls hooting up. The mansion was also surrounded by lots of talismans.
The bright and booming lightning was illuminating the sky. A young girl was peeping out from the mansion’s window with a black mark on her left hand.
She was watching the full moon. The moonlight was illuminating her ivory skin. To say that Si-ri is beautiful would be an understatement. She had a sculpted figure which was twine-thin. A pair of arched and dark eyebrows and sweeping eyelashes. Delicate ears and a button nose. Her feather-like raven hair swept down. Her enticing, constellation-hazel eyes and her crimson red lips. It was a pleasure to see her and it wouldn’t be wrong to say, just a glance at her face can compel an atheist to believe in god.
“I always wonder why my father has confined me to this mansion for years. I am also not allowed to step out of this mansion. But it’s a relief that he is going to reveal the secret on my eighteenth birthday. I am eagerly waiting for my birthday.”
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On a field two men were competing in a horse race in front of a cheering crowd. The competitors were good friends, Min-ho and Ji-ho. The crowd placed their bets on who would win. Everyone put their money on Min-ho but one man from behind came forward and said he’ll take the gamble on Ji-ho.
Physically, Min-ho was in pretty good shape. He was a tall muscular man with fair skin tone, black hair and black eyes. He grew up in a middle class neighbourhood. He was an orphan and an adventurous kind of creature who usually earned his living by challenging people on some task, gambling.
He was born and grew up under the canopy of his loving mother in a poor village, he lived out of trouble until he was about twelve years old, but at that point things took a turn for the worst. He was adopted by a cruel couple, they used to beat him severely.
As a result, he fled one day at the age of sixteen and with the help of a stranger, he had survived in a criminal world. However, with his fighting skills and determination, he managed to remain out of reach of danger and trained to perfection. This had turned him into the man he was today.Powerless to change the past, he is now a part of a gamble house. The owner of the gamble house adored him, as there was no one who could beat Min-ho in fighting.Ji-ho overtook Min-ho in the race, shattering the expectation of the crowd. Suddenly Min-ho fell off the horse, and unexpectedly by most of the spectators, Ji-ho won the race.
At the palace
The grown-up Prince Jian, the twin brother to the cursed princess, was sitting before the Queen. His eighteenth birthday is coming, but he was feeling burdened and troubled, though he was not sure why. His eunuch teased him by saying it’s probably because the prince has reached the marriageable age. The Queen was tickled at this thought, but she agreed, much to the prince’s embarrassment.
“Mother, I have been experiencing trouble sleeping lately. Whenever I sleep I see strange dreams of a girl who looks like me,” the Prince told his mother.
At this, the Queen looked stricken. She assured the Prince not to worry about the dream and ordered his Eunuch to serve the Prince with hot soup every night before sleep.
Queen Iseul summoned Mi-Sook and told her about the Prince’s dream.
“Your Highness! The curse had tied Prince’s fate to that of the princess. If the Prince is alive, it means the girl is dead; if the girl would have been alive, then the Prince would not be alive today. As they are twins hence in one or some other way they’re connected, in Prince Jian’s case they’re connected by dreams. Don't worry my Queen, I’ll take care of it.”
Marketplace Scene
Ji-ho handed Min-ho a bunch of gold coins.
“I let you win the race, but you still lost. The crowd is disappointed enough in you winning the race.” Min-ho teased Ji-ho while counting the gold coins.
As Min-ho and Ji-ho were walking through the marketplace, they saw a crowd gathered near the edge of the forest. They walked towards the crowd and were startled to see corpses lying around. The people were talking about rumours of who could've done this.
“These corpses are of those who dared to enter the dark forest. Apparently, no one goes to the old mansion situated in the middle of the deep forest.”
“The mansion above the forest is rumoured to be a witch’s mansion.” The crowd was blabbering rumours one crazier than the other. Ji-ho heard the whole story and came up with a wicked plan.
He approached Min-ho and asked, “I’ll give you as much as you want but you need to bring any belongings of the witch from the old mansion.”
“No, I’ve some work.” Min-ho denied.
“It’s okay dear. I know you must be scared enough to enter the witch’s mansion.” Ji-ho mocked him.
Furious Min-ho pulled out his knife and placed its sharp edge on Ji-ho’s neck. “Nothing in this world can scare me, not even a witch. Make your gold coins ready because this time too I’ll win the bet.”
Min-ho proceeded to the deep forest meanwhile perspiration ran down Ji-ho’s forehead from the terror.
On his way, he recalled the rumours about the witch of the mansion.
“It is said that she has a pretty face, but once she sees any human nearby her mansion, she ends up ripping out the heart of that person and eating them.”
However, he only greeted those stories with derision as to him the rumours were nothing but a flapdoodle.
He passed by a tree and stopped, getting a gut feeling that something was going to go bad. He heard rustling of leaves behind him followed by the roar of a tiger. He turned around to see the beast slowly stalking him like his prey. Min-ho whipped out his knife.
Min-ho finally saw the tiger clearly, and it was huge. He knew there was no way he could take it out on his own. So, he decided to run. He ran as fast as he could in the other direction, but the tiger chased after him. He tripped and fell but kept going deeper into the forest until the tiger started to slow down and Min-ho eventually lost it.
He found himself at a clearing where he found the black mansion, nestled below the ground and roped off with the talismans.
It was pitch dark by now. Only the dark forest and the horrible mansion could be seen from the full moon's light.
He slowly walked towards the house, leaves crunching under his feet. The broken gates were open, creaking in the wind making a dolorous sound. The lightning lit up the house and the thunder made him jump. The house was dark and gloomy. It had narrow broken windows and an open wooden porch. Min-ho felt beads of sweat form on his forehead even with the cold breeze blowing. His heart was pounding in his chest, racing faster with every step he took towards the front door.
Trying his best not to make any sound Min-ho slowly entered the mansion and without wasting time he quickly scanned every area looking for something to take back with him.
After searching everywhere, he got a beautiful golden hairpin embedded with sparkling stones.
As he was about to leave, he heard movement behind him. Min-ho froze completely. The sound of his heart thundering in his ears. Before he could run a sharp stroke on his head made him fall on his knees. He let out a painful scream and eventually fainted battling with the immense pain.
Min-ho opened his eyes and saw sunlight streaming in through the window. He recalled last night's events. He noticed that his hands and legs were tied. His head was aching like anything. He started shouting like a madman. “Leave me or else I’ll kill you.” When he heard footsteps coming from the staircase. He saw a girl, a beautiful girl he recalled the rumours as he had heard about the witch. “So you are the so-called witch who hit me yesterday. You can’t bewitch me with your pretty looks. Release me and I’ll forgive you,” said Min-ho trying hard to open the knots. “I was not expecting you to wake up for at least one day after receiving that shot. Hmm…quite strong,” said Si-ri looking at Min-ho. Meanwhile Min-ho wa
Lord Yong and the other members of his bureau were huddled over a map at a tea stall. They all used to discuss serious matter at that place only. They were contemplating on the matter of finding the location of the dark lord of the north — the only person who supposedly knows about the book that holds the key to break the curse. The followers of Lord Yong tried their best to find him but all in vain. Lord Yong had been looking for THE DARK LORD for a very long time. The man was a really renowned personality in the world of black magic, besides practicing black magic, he could even see the dead. There was one thing that made him different and more respected from others who practised black magic, he only used his powers and knowledge for helping people.
The Zorus province was a part of The Kingdom of Noam, which was built amidst the windy fields of gentle grasslands and is truly a state-of-the-art sight. Its allure was matched by the backdrop of rich, luscious fields which had helped shape the city into what it was today. Zorus itself looked beautiful. With its maple wood rooftops, maple wood walls and white, sandy beaches, it had a pleasant atmosphere. The main attraction was the guard tower, which had been built fifty five years ago and designed by barbarians. It had a feeble economy, which was mainly supported by fishing, jewel crafting and leather working. But their biggest strengths are refined carpentry and rare wood production. Lord Yong and Nyang entered the province without wasting time. They asked some people for directions to the forest then headed straight towards it.
By the time Min-ho reached the town, he had already cooked an impressive story in his mind for his friend. After arriving at the marketplace Min-ho saw his friend and shouted his name at the top of his lungs. Ji-ho turns around and sees a tall figure rushing towards him. His eyes widened when he looked at his friend Min-ho standing in front of him. Alive. "How is this possible? I can't believe this! How could he make it to that witch's mansion and return alive? He must have come back without visiting that mansion. Thank God! My money is safe now, I will not have to pay him a single penny. There was no way this poor rat confront the witch of that mansion?" Ji-ho thought. "My friend, as you can see I've come back alive from the mans
The old mansion might look quite horrible and unfortunate from outside but from inside it possessed a good fortune in the form of its owner, Si-ri. In all these times she had actually made it liveable and turned the awful and gloomy looking mansion into a beautiful house from inside. The mansion was really big and spacious. It is said that years ago the royal family of Noam built this majestic mansion for their amusement purposes like hunting, enjoying the beauty of nature, etc. But the walls of this majestic mansion had seen the cruellest death of one of its Kings. Nobody knows what happened on that fateful night, as per the guards King Woo-jin returned to the king’s chamber at night after dinner but the next morning when he didn't come out, the guards decided to check and the moment they entered the chamber their eyes were pouring the grief of their Kind King’s death.
Golden rays of sunlight peeping through the window, tickled Min-ho to get up frombed. With half open eyes, the young man yawningly walked towards the washroom to continue with his morning routine. Looking around the house, anyone would say that the house was small yet beautiful. There was only one bedroom attached with a kitchen and one washroom with a big porch, more than enough for a single person. However, the thing that can make anyone’s heart flutter was, looking at this small house's garden; beautiful cherry blossoms surround it. With the blowing wind, the cherry blossom sheds its pink leaves over the roof like it’s raining blessings over the small house. Min-ho got ready and walked towards the gambling house. The owner of the gambling house Kwan adoreed Min-ho as he was of the best use to him. Kwan was a wealthy yet cruel man. He was a renowned p
“How could you be so cruel? I mean just look at that iron rod, do you want me to kiss the world goodbye.” Min-ho said, gasping for breath.“Because a bad person like you must be punished like this. How dare you come here again? You want to take advantage of a girl, right. You are the first person who dared to enter this mansion, you are a complete stranger to me still I trusted you with my safety.” Si-ri rebuked Min-ho angrily"I must be brave enough to scoop away this boy so that he would never dare to come hear carrying his dumb head." Si-ri grumbled in her thoughts.The moment she was about to flare up on Min-ho, a bag full of Persimmon grabbed her attention and her mouth quickly started watering.“Persimmon,” Si-ri said, her
After returning from a long journey, Lord Yong along with Nyang and other followers had a prolonged discussion regarding the devil's book and about how they would come out alive from the deadly desert.Past discussion it was decided that four of Lord Yong's disciples would accompany him because there would be very little time to search for the book in that large desert, that too in one day.Lord Yong asked Nyang to protect Si-ri in his absence, before he with others moved towards Xinjiang province.Nyang was the most trusted disciple of Lord Yong. He silently prayed for Lord Yong's success.Xinjiang province is far away from Noam. After walking for a long time Lord Yong decided to take a rest near, as it was nearly getting dark. They
So, this was the tale of a cursed girl who finally earned her freedom. The journey of this prisoned girl was not easy. She never knew that lifting the curse would cost her to lose her loved ones. The story depicts the dominance and vigour of a curse. No matter how much you try to escape or seek resilience, the curse will destroy you. Just like the queen lost her beloved son as a result of her own misdeed. How can we forget Mi-sook, the nasty shaman who had authored the heart wrenching and destructive saga of pain with the pen of her vengeance. The moment the curse lifted it backfired Mi-sook. She too met with the same agony that she once had chosen for Min-shi, the poor girl. Along with the twins, Min-shi cursed her to die a painful death by the backfire of her own dark art that she always used for her banausic deeds. Nyang too stabbed her at last. Her corpse didn't even get a proper cremation, maybe her rotten carcass was destined to be the food for the cluster of dea
“Don't worry your son will be alright. You just need to give him this energy on a regular basis until he recovers completely,” Si-ri assured the poor man about his son’s health.The man thanked her for healing his son’s long-term disease and blessed Si-ri with all his heart.Si-ri stretched and stifled a yawn. “Huh, quite a busy day.” She walked towards the window to grab some fresh air. Upon opening the window, she felt the sharp coldness of the winter breeze. She inhaled the crisp, cool air. In no time, the snowflakes started pouring from the sky. Her breath became feeble against the numbing air but she rather enjoyed it, she blinked thoughtfully as the frost patiently kissed her face, captivated by the soft, dusty illusions of light that sat heavy on her eyelashes. She adored the snow, more so when it was falling and unshackled her hands to play with the snow. After a few minutes, she lifted her eyes to the sky and smiled.
Five years laterRuyi runs in the castle’s corridor with a smile on her face, with absolute grace.“Catch me if you can!” she says and continues running.“No wait mommy, mah shoelace!” the young boy who was running behind Ruyi says and stops running making a puppy face.Ruyi stops and sighs before smiling at the boy while bending down to tie his laces. She kisses him on the cheek and says, “Rian, now enough of playing. It's time for your studies. Come.”Rian was the apple of Ruyi’s eye, he was an adorable little tot who resembled both Ruyi and Jian. The castle that was once haunted with the wave of miseries and silence, now echoed with the lively giggling of the little Crown Prince. The little boy once again brought the palace and its people back to life with his bright smile. The Emperor and Empress find their lost son in the face of
Si-ri and Nyang cremated Min-ho’s body near the cherry blossom tree. Two days had passed, since she had last eaten or slept. She used to cry all day and night sitting in a corner. Nyang tried his best to placate her to gulp downthe bitter truth but she just was too numb and fragile. She was craving to meet Min-ho.She soon made a sleep potion for herself in hope that Min-ho would probably come to see her in her dream and consumed the potion. The potion worked well and Si-ri finally fell asleep. She fell asleep in this world only to awake or enter a whole new world. The World of…dreams.Si-ri’s POV“I opened my eyes to a whole new place. I could see the sky was painted in red and orange hues, that's really odd. But the place is engulfed in a weird tranquillity and silence. I looked around everywhere and found a giant and quaint door. Hesitantly, I moved forward and pushed the door with all my force an
Next eveningNyang came back to the shrine. He was positive that he had lost the piece of paper somewhere.“This day is going to be the last day of my life. It'sgood I decided to pay a visit to all my dear ones. I just can’t let years of my master’s hard work go in vain. He was everything to me. I owe him my life. I’ll sacrifice my life for him. So that he’ll get peace,” Nyang mumbled in thought.Min-ho greeted him. Nyang noticed a little weirdness in Min-ho’s expression but in the heat of nervousness he just ignored his thoughts.The nightfall brought a welcomingcoolness yet the feeling of fear was present in all three of them. Even though the sky was glittering with the twinkling stars and the shining moon, for Si-ri it looked gloomy. She wasrestless and somewhere still battling with the negative thoughts lingering in her mind. On the other hand, Min-ho and Nyang sat outside si
Nyang became agitated when he couldn't find the torn out piece of the Devil’s book that he and Lord Yong kept secret from Si-ri. He was not concerned about losing the piece of paper; he was more concerned about Si-ri knowing the whole truth. Lord Yong never wanted Si-ri to learn about the last part of the solution to lift the curse; he knew that if she found out, she would sacrifice her life.“What are you looking for, brother?” Si-ri asked, after noticing Nyang in jittery.“Nothing special, sister.” He saw Min-ho coming. “Min-ho is here, I need to go home for some urgent work. I might come back by tomorrow,” Min-ho greeted Nyang with a smile and told him that he is certain that the boy will be cured. “That’s nice. I’m heading to the town, so you two need to be more cautious," he said beforeheading to the forest.Min-ho came closer to Si-ri. “Finally, we are alone,” Min-ho said,
Nyang and Min-ho told Si-ri the whole incident of the boy and his sufferings.“Do you have any remedy for that? Can you treat that boy?” asked Nyang.“I can treat him, I guess. I have read about astral awakening and activation in the book of the devil.”“If that boy is not treated immediately, he may undergo a lot more disastrous experience. The bright lights coming from every personis called aura, every object on the earth emits an aura and this will become a hurdle for him to see faces; he'll only be seeing bright colours of people and not their faces. Without any spiritual teacher this type of activation or building connections to other worlds can harm the person. The novice performer of preternatural knowledge can get stuck between the never-ending phenomena of phantom cognition. This will always be followed by sharp pains and almost constant headaches. Without having complete comprehension, aggravating and infuriating occ
Three days laterThe palace had become aware of itself, of the misery that echoed within the walls.In the morning, sitting in front of the mirror, Ruyi looked at her insipid face. The face, which now lacked freshness, radiance and most importantly a smile. The smudged kohl had left a dark hue beneath her gloomy eyes. She stared at her reflection for a minute thinking. She now no longer had a reason to dress up well as there was no one to adore her now. It made her happy to doll up for Jian, every day. But he is gone now and so was her reason to primp and preen too.While recalling his last words, she came to know that he wrote a letter for Ruyi. She started looking for that letter and pounced up at her jewellery boxes to find the letter. Finally found a piece of paper. She opened it with her shuddering hands.ToMy Love, RuyiToday I felt like writing something for you, as day by day my condition is worsening. Even now
“I knew about his condition, brother Nyang told me about him. Yes, I am sad hearing about his death but I never felt any affection toward him as we never met. He didn't even know my existence; he was like a stranger to me. But still, it would be an arduous state for everyone in Noam, especially for his parents. Noam again became heirless. I can feel their pain, as everything they did was to give an heir to Noam and now, he is gone. It's really heart wrenching.” Si-ri said in a weak voice.Just then Si-ri saw Nyang walking towards the cave. Nyang looked tired as if he hadn't gotten any sleep since several nights. When Si-ri got the clear image of his face she became scared. His eyes were swollen and his overall appearance was inkling that something terrible had happened.Nyang stood mute in front of Si-ri looking at the ground. Si-ri’s heart was thumping fast looking at Nyang’s bizarre demeanour. She came close to him and asked him apprehensively