Curse of the Eye of the Dead

Time passed slowly.

The end of spring has also entered the beginning of summer.

three days ago.

Toranojiro reluctantly went on a business trip after receiving an important job.

In the era when there was no mobile communication and the transportation was not developed enough, almost any job that was a little farther away could be called a business trip.

Toranojiro had forcibly shirked a lot of work in order to take care of Uno, until his biological father, who was the elder of the clan, handed over a thick stack of tasks to him, and let him complete them with a cold face.

"The young master has fallen, do you want to fall too?"

Toranojiro's father asked with a straight face.

Whether it's expression or tone, he has a sense of hatred and awe-inspiring righteousness.

"You have to understand how much the young master attaches importance to you. Even if you don't want to, you must have the awareness to take on the big responsibility after the young master leaves... No one would expect a decadent successor! Now the Tsurumi family needs high-end combat power Make up for the vacancy after the young master's serious illness, there is no room for you to play with your temper!"

If there is no accident, after Uo's death, Toranojiro, the son of the clan elder and second only to Uo in strength in the clan's bloodline, will become the new young master, replacing him as the future ruler of the Tsurumi family.

Mao has been seriously ill for almost a year.

Tiger Jiro can't always guard each other and not share the pressure of the family.

Toranojiro also understands this.

Therefore, after receiving his father's task request, he hesitated and struggled for a long time before reluctantly nodding in agreement.

"I'll be back in a week at the latest."

Before leaving, Torajiro paid a special visit to Uo, and said casually, "I'm going to Kyoto this time. You like the tea there, right? I'll bring you some back, so you can look forward to it."

Then he said respectfully to Sachiko: "Ma'am, if you need anything, please tell Chihiro and Chikage who will replace me as guards, they will take care of everything for you."

Tsurumi Chihiro, Tsurumi Chikage, the two of them are followers of Uo's subordinates, and their strength is good.

Uosheng is very popular, but there are also many enemy forces that have made conflicts outside because of conflicting interests.

Considering that the high-end combat power of the Tsurumi family is much scarcer than that of the top aristocratic families, the protection measures of the clan land are not so indestructible.In order to prevent Uyo from being assassinated by the enemy after losing his combat effectiveness, Toranojiro carefully arranged people to ensure their safety.

Torajiro thought that the danger would only come from the outside world, and this judgment became the most unrelieved thing in his life.

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Subsequently.

It was the most tragic event in the history of the Tsurumi family.

Early summer of 1958.

Three days after Torajiro's business trip, the sacrificial ceremony was quietly prepared.

The guards Chihiro and Chikage, who are responsible for guarding and taking care of Uo and Sachiko, were quietly distracted and controlled by the power of Torajiro's father, whom they regarded as "one of their own", who was unprepared one day.

Tiger Jiro's sister eavesdropped on some key words from her father, who is the elder of the clan, and the young girl went to inform Sachiko anxiously, which aroused Sachiko's vigilance.

Sachiko anxiously wanted to ask for help, but was unilaterally imprisoned by the clan elders who reacted faster and cut off all contact.

Sister Torajiro, who tipped off the news, was also dragged away and locked up.No one knows what punishment she received.

After everything is over, Toranojiro's younger sister has become a submissive character who is as silent as her mother and dare not speak.

On the day of the sacrifice, it rained lightly.

Sachiko watched in despair as her child was forcibly taken away.

The guard in charge of guarding her took a step back under Sachiko's begging.

The guard probably thought that Sachiko would not be able to catch up by this time, so he let the former young master's mother leave.

"You should escape from Tsurumi's house now. Now... the guards of Tsurumi's house are the weakest, and you won't be found if you leave directly."

The guard said, and then gave Sachiko all the money on his body.

He thought: Without the protection of Young Master Uo, Mrs. Sachiko, who is regarded as the best mother by the family, will definitely not have a better life in the future.

But Sachiko ignored him.

The woman who was already on the verge of madness rejected the extremely cheap kindness of the accomplice.

She was wearing a gorgeous and beautiful purple-white gradient pattern kimono, covered with a calf-length crane-patterned feather, and her long black hair hung messily and stuck to her face—just like that, she rushed into the back mountain panting heavily .

Sachiko is very weak very weak.

But she couldn't stop running at this moment

Sachiko desperately chased after the muddy footprints on the mountain road after the rain.The clogs on her feet had long since disappeared, and the white foot pockets were still cut by the mountain road stones, and the soles of her feet, which were too fragile, were dripping with blood, and the blood stained the foot pockets red.

Get up when you fall, and it doesn't matter if your fine clothes are covered with mud and sewage.

She ran non-stop.

Even if her lungs hurt, her hands and feet were about to snap, and the road was so difficult that she fell to the ground... She didn't even notice it.

Sachiko didn't seem to feel any physical pain anymore.

It wasn't until she broke through the barrier with the huge but unusable mantra in her body and finally arrived at the altar along the remote mountain road that Sachiko let out a cry of despair after witnessing the sacrifice scene.

"My Uo...my child..."

"He is light, he has paid so much for the family, you can't do this... let him close his eyes normally, please, please..."

Sachiko dropped all dignity and begged.

But she, who was insane, was forced to the ground and was forbidden to approach the young man on the altar.

Sachiko's nails scratched the ground recklessly, and soon became bloody and horrible.

"She... how did she get here? No, how did she break through the barrier behind the mountain?"

"I don't know, but don't let her get close, it will be bad if it affects the ceremony."

The small conversations of the elders of the clan reached Zuo Zhizi's ears, and Zuo Zhizi stared at the blood dripping from the altar.

Everything seemed utterly ridiculous.

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Tsurumi Sachiko has two favorite people in her life.

One is the husband who gave her human dignity, courage, freedom and encouragement.

One is her cute, sensible and gentle child who is like the sun.

But in the end, she had none.

why?

Sachiko didn't understand.

Was there some kind of bad luck about her?

Will the person she loves never get a good death?

Perhaps it was the induction between the mother and the child, the last drop of Uo's blood lying in the center of the altar formation was absorbed by the formation below him, and the moment he swallowed his last breath, Sachiko completely collapsed.

"...Why did my gentle child have to be short-lived? Do you scum and scum remember his efforts!? How can you live to old age?"

The woman's tears dripped down, and sharp questioning and cursing reached the ears of the silent clan elders.

"My God, don't you have eyes?"

Sachiko was crying and laughing, she was so desperate and painful that she couldn't breathe.

"Uzu, Uzu, my Uzu—"

The woman who had nothing left muttered, the huge magic power hidden in her body was breaking through the limit little by little.

The "curse girl" who has the strongest curse talent, but can only use power in extreme, near-death despair and pain, unconsciously gave her dead child a once-in-a-lifetime gift called "love". The strongest curse.

"Don't die, live—"

The sun fell, and the fire went out.

Sachiko, who was weeping for this, stretched out her bruised hand and tried her best to keep it from the distant sky.

The curse of the cursed girl's awakening distorts the soul of her dead only son who has not yet dissipated.

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As a result, muddy and depressing power began to gather on the center of the altar, on the broken and horrific remains of the corpse.

Under the shocking eyes of the people around, the most dangerous and terrifying super-level curse spirit was born.

——The face is still the same face, but the pure sapphire blue eyes of the past have been replaced by solidified blood, the black hair has turned into the dead white of an old man, and the fair skin has also turned into a dull dark color as if polluted.

With its eerie inhuman bone horns and bone tail, the familiar yet unfamiliar newborn monster growled irrationally.

"Live".

These three words were engraved in the mind of the super-class curse spirit who was degenerated from the strongest super-class magician, and then combined with the nature of the curse spirit, the killing instinct was ignited.

——As long as you can kill everything, you can eliminate all risks.

The killing, regardless of friend or foe, and without limitation, began.

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Tsurumi Uo loves his mother the most.

Since his father died, his mother was the only one who didn't love him for his strength, his character, or what he had done.

He is loved just because he is Uno.

unconditional love.

tender love.

Let Uosheng grow into the sun's love in a turbid environment.

Tsurumi Sachiko is the light in Uo's life, and the most unwavering motivation for him to change the entire magic world.

Usheng wants his mother to live happily, and wants to protect her from being hurt by anyone.

If anyone hurts Sachiko... even a man who is called a god-like powerful and merciful man will turn into the most terrifying evil spirit at that moment.

won't let anyone hurt you-

Uo was worried about Sachiko until his death, and he held this idea until his death.

Until he, who was beyond recognition and was no longer human, calmed down amidst the muddled desire to kill, and his rationality returned to his brain.

Until he slowly opened his eyes wide, the memories of what he did before began to rush in.

The distorted monster is no longer in the back mountain, but standing in the Tsurumi family's family land.

Surrounded by countless corpses.

——The corpses of the Tsurumi family members.

Including men, women and children, there are many familiar faces of Uo, and many people who have followed him.

"Little Lord!?"

"Why - young master!"

"Uncle Uno? What's wrong with you?"

"Stop it, I'm—"

"Wake up! Young Master!"

"Go away! Go away! Don't come near me!"

The boy who once grabbed Uosheng's hand and begged him to live hard fell to the ground, holding his seriously injured brother in his arms, his eyes of fear fixed on the familiar yet unfamiliar mantra, and subconsciously shouted: "... monster!"

The unbelievable voice, the unwilling call, the fear that stopped abruptly, and the scream of rejection at the end... All kinds of voices erupted in Usheng's mind instantly.

Everything that human Uoyu once worked hard to build was smashed by him at this moment.

——No one will follow a leader who kills friends and foes alike.

The newborn curse spirit opened its mouth.

what did I do……?

He murmured dully in his heart.

Then the newborn monster realized after a while that there was some warm liquid slipping from his face and body.

——It was a liquid with a strong rusty smell.

The field of vision began to focus, and the mantra turned his dark red eyes in a trance, and fixed his gaze in front of him.

Then, his breath suddenly disappeared, and his muddled consciousness was suddenly awakened.

The curse spirit suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth.

He gasped repeatedly for countless times, and his throat kept making outrageous noises as if a hole had been broken.

Finally, he managed to squeeze out a sentence——

"Mother... my lord?"

Uo, who had just regained his rationality, looked at his hand piercing Sachiko's chest, stiff and motionless.

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Kaka…

--real world.

The operation of the super-class spell "Amoro" got stuck for a moment.

It flipped through the "facts" obtained in the past, and there was a slight conflict with the details in Uogi's "memory".

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In 1958, night.

In a tragedy in one place, the chest of a gorgeously dressed woman was pierced, and her face was full of tears.

The woman wanted to raise her hands to cup Uo's face, but she had no strength left.

The woman opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but the blood gushing from her throat made her unable to utter a word.

[sorry……]

Sorry to make you like this.

[sorry……]

It's not your fault, don't show such a broken expression.

Nothing can be said.

Sachiko shed tears in pain.

Why.

I'm not... I don't want you to be cursed.

what did I do?

Sachiko's chest was pierced, and even her heart was destroyed.

She died not long after, unable to close her eyes for a long time.

Uo looked at her, the blood that belonged to Sachiko dripped down her cheeks, and the blood on her body was the curse pattern that turned bloody with Uo's return of sanity.

The words that Sachiko tried hard to appease but failed to say at the last moment, the confusion in the mind of the collapsed mantra.

As a result, Uogi has "non-existent memories"-memories that he considers to be facts.

[Why did you kill me?Uno? ]

The crime-ridden monster heard Sachiko ask him this.

next moment.

The curse spirit who regained his sanity hugged the corpse that had completely lost its vitality, and let out a shrill roar that almost pierced his throat.

He couldn't say anything.

The black-skinned and white-haired curse spirit just kept, kept, and kept roaring like a trapped beast.

The sound has been broken countless times, and the vocal cords have been damaged and repaired countless times. Now it is already low and harsh.

The desperate trapped beast is still roaring and screaming.

monster.

Look what you did!

You ruin everything.

You have ruined everything you have held on to, you have ruined your mother, you have ruined the expectations and trust of those who follow you, you have ruined a future that should have been better——

The curse spirit strangled his neck, frantically trying to cut his throat, the memory of killing relatives and friends and the smell of blood on his hands made him sick with nausea.He despises himself so much.

Die, why not die?

Die fast!

You monster, you disgusting and sinful curse—! !

Uno kept cursing himself.

But as a cursed spirit of death...a cursed spirit cursed by his mother [to live], he couldn't kill himself.

He cannot die.

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Tsurumi Uo's short life of only 21 years fell heavily on the ground like sparks after fireworks, becoming fragmented.

It hurt so much to fall.

So much so that he never saw the light again for a full 50 years after that.

The sense of guilt made him suffer, and the fearful and hateful eyes of his relatives and friends in the past and the blood once stained in his hands made him loathe himself.

During the long years, he kept repenting.

In the end, I put on the shackles that I couldn't take off.

For 50 years without hope, it was as cold as a winter that would never reach spring.

——Can't die, can only clearly recall the bloody past, is this the god's punishment for his sins?

Uo, who spent countless springs, summers, autumns and winters, was thinking lonely and dejected.

He no longer looks forward to tomorrow.

He just guards his mother's tomb, waiting for someone who can exorcise him to appear.

Until one day 50 years later.

A young girl with warm brown eyes as friendly as a puppy broke into Uo's self-sealed back mountain house, and gently grabbed Mr. Monster's bone tail.

The tall monster in shackles opened his eyes. In a cold and dark world, he saw the little sun miraculously appearing in front of him.