Description
I sought for a better life for all of Cursekind. It sounded silly, because ever since the year of 1211 on Earth, people hated Curses. Why? Because they were evil, misfortunate, condemned monsters that only brought lies and violence into the world. I'm a Curse too, but... I don't wanna hurt people. I was the one who was hurt, demeaned and belittled all my life. Barely surviving and passing by, and I could only do so because of my family lineage. If not, I would've been on the streets, eating dirt, probably. Now in a world full of Blessings, Curses and normal people, Curses are pushed further and further away from society, but they could be the only people that could stop the old, undeterred villain organization, Eclipse, from destroying our current world. Whilst I wish to help, I only seem to make things worse. Who knows- would I actually prove to help people, to be a Protector and show that Curses can be trusted? Or would I turn into the exact chaos and violence I feared in pursuit of being a Protector?
A Taste of Hatred
