Cursed From The Damneds

Kwrator POV

“We are almost there. Please resist a little more!”

The more this man walks, the more my body feels uncomfortable. It feels like if I’m being forced to being alive. Who could be forcing me keep going? Maybe I’m just thinking random stuff because I just got out from a close to death experience.

“I wonder the same.”

-Tap Tap Tap...-

A horrible and overwhelming feeling is killing me. I don’t know how to describe it, but it’s horrible, it’s suffocating me.

No. It’s for real suffocating! I can’t breath!

“Argh...Ahh...”

“Please resist!”

There’s something stuck on my throat, I have to take it off before I faint!

-Cough Cough Cough...-

-Bump-

What the hell is that?

A type of baby bird bumped out of mouth. He’s covered with a kind of black liquid. I’ve never read something like this on the “Book of Curses” nor on the book that explained everything about the penitence places...This is confusing.

“What the...?”

“Commander Józef! Hurry! You’ll get sick!”

-Tap Tap Tap...-

Dangit, stop running! My body is literally begging to die.

“Michał! Hurry! Help him!”

“Wh-What happened?!”

“Just heal him!”

Yeah. I can’t keep going with this. My body is already falling asleep, and in amount of time my eyes will close.

-Fush...-

The priest started to heal my wounds. It’s dark, and I can’t see their faces. And...I think my mask it’s half broken...

-Chirp Chirp Chirp...-

He’s crying. He wants me to grab him on my hands, my hands full of my own blood. You want to lick them, don’t you? You look thirsty.

“Can you talk, sir?”

Can’t they see him? I think I can talk normally now, so I should ask them directly.

“Can’t you see him?”

-Thunder!-

An awkward silence flew through us.

“Michał! Get away from him!”

The feeling of being stared by a big mount of eyes, is increasing. Are they the persons back at the penitence place? Probably. Still, who’s this man? Because of the thunder he probably saw half of my face because my mask is half broken...

But I can’t recognize any of them.

“How you arrived here?”

“In boat.”

“How long ago?”

“I don’t know.”

I answered the man’s questions while playing with the chick on my hands. I don’t need any light to say that he’s making an angry face.

“Bastard. Stop lying to my face, you started everything, didn’t you? You provoked the mutation on that ant. Stop playing being a human.”

Deja vu?

I’m starting to feel ofended to be honest.

I stared at the chick, wondering what should I answer, because I have no idea of what this man is talking about. Well, I know he just said that I’m no human.

“Respond!”

“W-Wait Commander Józef!”

“Don’t evolve yourself on this, and stay behind me! And you, you have three seconds to give me a proper answer.”

“The right helping-hand spirit. He’s a spirit that helps another one with that invasion or with this invasion. But he normally picks the most bloodiest ones. His hair, white like most beautiful and cold snow. His eyes, red-blood, they represent the blood he has spilled. His power depends on the spirit nor demon that he’s helping. The probability he has to appear are one of ten.”

What?

“He’s probably thinking you are using a disguise, but there’s no way he’ll use the same discription for his disguise, that literally appear on all the spirits guide books. That is just stupid. I’m impressed you didn’t know about him.”

Yes, I do remember reading about him back at the...

-Tap Tap Tap...-

Right I forgot about him.

The man who carried me to get healed is running to me, of course he has his sword on hand, ready to cut me on two. It’s not like I care do.

-Chirp Chirp Chirp!-

What the? What type of chick is this?

The little chick that licked half of the blood from my hands...He increased his size, and probably power...With blood?

The chick started to get heavy, everything started to feel more slowly.

“We arrived to a conclution, Kwrator.”

!!!

Is the encharged of the penitence place, and on his side, the people that were supposed to protect that priest.

“Yes, but I still on disagree.”

“Please, be quiet, so I can explain him...”

“Go on! I want to see his face!”

“We decided to give you that gift.”

The chick?

“He’s going to be your guardian from now on. So you can continue with your bloody life. Why we would choose something like this? Why we would condone more people for your protection?”

Because I’ll suffer even a worse end. The more people I kill, the worst place I’ll go when I die. They are going to see me suffer, dying uncontable times by different ways, who knows for how many times.

“Exactly. The worse the death of the person, the worse penitence place. But don’t think your life on earth will be only happiness...It doesn’t matter what you do, there’s going to be blood on your hands, no matter how much you try not get dirty...And for how things are going with the country you are living, you probably will be going to fight for the same. You don’t know how much wandering souls will be watching you until that occurs...You can expect what will happen on the next hour. Lucky bastard, I can’t wait to see the hundreds of souls, killing you again, and again.”

-Fush!-

Cursed with the death of mounts of people on my way. I don’t know how should I take this. My heart can’t slow down.

But I knew it! I knew that this was going to happen, since the day I putted a step out from Piękny’s house!

“But this is good, it’s good for me!!!”

I lose it. Again.

Chapter end