I, the Creator!

The sun in the sky was still bright, but Joyce, who couldn't even open his eyelids, felt that his life was dark and there was no hope.

Originally, Joyce lived an extremely happy life in Aser City as the son of a merchant.His father made an enviable fortune from the city's unique commodity: moss tree fragrant stone powder.

This incense stone powder has a special plant: Moss tree embedded in it.The leaves of this tree are partly crushed to give off a fresh aroma; at the same time, a stone that can be ground into powder is added, which has the effect of cleaning hair, so the combination of the two becomes the same. Acclaimed body cleanser.

At first, it was just a waste product mixed by accident, but under the idea of ​​Joyce's father, he immediately decided to use this thing as the main product and changed his own store brand, and began to focus on the idea of ​​cleansing the body and bringing fragrance on the way.

As a result, it seemed that the talent was developed, and Joyce's father was very successful.Not only is he famous for Moss tree fragrant stone powder, but he also attracts countless people with his other products just to buy one of his cleaning products.

Although in the process, there are many people who compete with Joyce's father.But under his arrangement and scheduling, it was resolved well in the end, and it became an inspirational story that others talked about.

Unfortunately, although Joyce's father is very successful in business, his extraordinary talent is really not satisfactory.So he placed high hopes on his son Joyce, hoping that he could bring a different path to the family, from only looking for other extraordinary employers to having the power to protect his home and store himself!

However, things are impermanent. Not long after Joyce became an adult, the war between Kea and Ens quickly swept across the entire Hoshika world. The competition for wealth, resources, and power suddenly became crazy, as if he had been suppressed before. After a long time, it boiled in an instant.

Aser City, known for its wealth, naturally could not escape the so-called war, and was looted by the two clans and countless forces.Even if it wasn't for money at the beginning, the reputation and status of Aser City alone were enough for the two races to regard it as an obstacle.In the end, amidst the uneasiness of the crowd in the city, the Ensi and Kaya tribes who pretended to be negotiating outside Aser City reached a consensus in an instant, and the armies of both sides carried out unlimited looting of Aser City.

The ensuing killing and scrambling made the blood color become the background that will never fade in everyone's memory that day!

What's even more frightening is that the blatant looting of the huge city by the two races is like an announcement to other forces: You can do whatever you want with no lower limit, no restraint, and no rules, as long as you have the strength!
The impact caused by this is the culprit that has caused the entire Huoshika world to continue to fight and fight.

But Joyce no longer cared who won or lost.Ever since his father locked him in the only cellar at home to protect him that day, listening to the screams outside and his father's begging, Joyce's heart felt as if it had been cut to pieces.

And this emotion reached its peak when he climbed out of the cellar three days later!At that time, Joyce couldn't believe that this was the city of Aser where he had stayed for more than ten years!There were devastated and corpses everywhere, and the sound of the wind no longer carried all kinds of fragrance, but exaggerated the breath of death.The originally exquisite and beautiful buildings were in ruins, and the severed limbs and broken bodies seemed to be embellishments made by the god of death, but it made Joyce tremble all over.

no no!This was not the Aser City he knew!
"By the way, father, father!" Joyce scrambled to find his father.Even though Joyce had already had a bad idea on the day of the tragedy, he still didn't want to puncture the fantasy in his heart, and still held on to even a little bit of hope-hoping that his father would steal his life from the disaster.

It's just that Joyce's father, who doesn't have supernatural power, is only at the third level even if he tries his best.But in this large-scale fight, who without strength close to the fifth level can guarantee that he can get out alive?

Therefore, Joyce finally saw his dead father at the door of the half-collapsed store.His body was full of wounds, one arm was broken, and many places were so bloody and bloody that he could feel the pain even if he couldn't see clearly.

Trembling, Joyce, whose body couldn't help shaking and was about to cry bitterly, walked step by step towards his father who was lying by the door frame. He slowly stretched out his hand and touched the man who had taught and protected himself. The stalwart man.At the moment when the cold touch came, the tears in his eyes couldn't help but collapsed, and Joyce himself didn't care about the dead body hugging his father tightly.

This hug lasted for two whole days.

The passage of time seemed to be elongated and erased in Joyce's feeling. Even if the day and night alternated, he only knew to hold his father who was already a corpse tightly.Even if someone else walked by and asked something, he remained silent as if he didn't know anything.

The resentment and unwillingness caused by his father's death lingered on Joyce's body. He was immersed in grief, and he didn't know that no matter what was too much, it would kill people.After two days like this, even though Joyce let go of the corpse, he did not leave its surroundings.He buried his head deeply between his legs, as if he was not interested in anything in this world.

Or, because everything in front of him was no longer familiar to him, Joyce closed everything he had and didn't do anything.

Gradually, the act of letting go of himself freed Joyce from worrying about other things.In the face of hunger and thirst, he did not move an inch.It was as if Joyce had given up on his life's expectations and was willing to follow his father and disappear in Aser City.

"...Maybe...Maybe this way, I can...I can see you." Joyce, who was already weak, lay beside his father's corpse, and his long-term abandonment of himself had made him very similar to the corpse.

Maybe in the next second, he will close his eyes and become a wisp of dead soul in this city.

The sun was shining brightly, and Joyce seemed to perceive his own death in a trance. Countless scenes flashed through his mind and finally stayed in his father's eyes full of expectation and hope, and said to him: "Joyce , you must become very powerful, so that you can protect yourself and this family well, you know!".

"Father, father, father..." With dry lips and a hoarse voice, Joyce uttered his last cry at the last moment.

The sound of mosquitoes and flies is weak, like the blue smoke brought up by the residual heat of a candle blown out by the wind.But in this cold city of Aser, it is so conspicuous.

... "? Teacher! Teacher Su Bai! Come here, there are still people here."A sound of footsteps reached Joyce's ears, and the voice was so immature that he couldn't help but think of himself when he was fifteen or sixteen years old.

Obviously everything started so beautifully, originally everything made him feel extremely happy.Father, mother, friends, Joyce who had these fell from heaven to hell in just a few days.

why why!Should they be slaughtered wantonly by others as nothing?Could it be that those who have power can despise them so much and scramble for everything?Could it be that a man as good as his father can only be slaughtered and die tragically in the end?

No!No!No!He does not approve!He doesn't admit it!He hates this reality!
As if the endless hatred hidden in his heart was aroused by that voice, the haggard Joyce burst out of nowhere with a force that made him stop abruptly at the moment before death.The endless hatred and unwillingness seemed to echo the wish in Joyce's heart and turned into a little force to maintain his life.

"Huh?" Su Bai followed Adams into the ruins of Aser City, but he didn't expect that he could find a person who was still half alive. Su Bai's interest.

"This seems to be similar to the curse power I have dealt with before? But it seems to be much worse in essence and more like a weakened version..." Su Bai saw Joyce who was hanging out and immediately understood The reason why he can maintain this state.

The curse rule has not been touched by anyone since it was revived before, but after tragedies like Aser City happened, Su Bai obviously discovered its activity.Joyce in front of him is a very good example.As a person who has never been exposed to the curse, this force can barely tie his life for a while. Without Su Bai and the others, Joyce still cannot escape the end of death.

"The power of the curse?" Su Bai murmured in his heart, then asked Adams to step aside, and looked at the dying man in front of him.

Su Bai reached out and pressed Joyce's body, forcefully stopped him from resisting, and said words that silenced him: "If you want to avenge your father with your own hands, then don't resist me!" Treatment! You have to know that your father wants you to live a good life!".

The voice hit Joyce's fragile heart powerfully and directly, and his physical exhaustion and psychological unwillingness made him only accept Su Bai's treatment.Therefore, Joyce, the most powerful killer and friend of Adams in later generations, "Curse of Nightmare", gained a new life in this ruin...