Satan03

[Synopsis]

In a dark, underground basement, a spooky old man's voice sent shivers down my spine.

"You're gonna meet your end, hahaha," he taunted, before lunging at me with a sword, slashing the air, and spattering my throat with red drops.

"We'll see," I defiantly whispered, my last words fading as I drifted into darkness.

Suddenly, I woke up in a bustling tavern filled with laughter and clinking glasses.

A captivating lady stood before me, her beauty clashing with her angry expression, ready to disrupt the cheerful mood.

"Don't stalk me," she snapped, giving me a harsh look before storming out of the tavern.

Am I stuck in some kind of game? My common sense shattered, leaving me questioning my reality.

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[A/N: Give it a read, buddy; you won't regret it.]
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No More Pain For This Villain.

"Wow, that was something unexpected," Blaze commented as he settled on the desk's surface.

"System, show curse panel," I muttered, and the transparent slate appeared in front of me. I didn't think others could see it like I could.

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The host has been ensnared by a Curse.

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"Maybe that's the reason," I sighed, noticing that the impact of the curse had increased by 0.9% in just a single day.

"Do you think they're ignoring you because of the curse?" Blaze asked.

"Well, it's the only reason I can think of," I replied, adjusting my posture as I watched Professor Devereux enter the classroom with a pile of slimy books in her hands.

Class Schedule.