Chapter 1: A nobody.
"I wish they would release chapters faster but then again I really do need to sleep."
"If only I didn't have work to go to. Then again how the hell am I gonna feed myself?"
"Hahahahahaha. Michael you're so stupid…."
Soon only the snores of a twenty-one year old man could be heard in this one room apartment.
Little did the man in this room know, the work of fate or perhaps just his shitty luck led him to a world of curses overnight.
Morning comes, the sound of alarm rings only for a hand that carries the weight of tens of years of stress to smash down on the poor thing.
The man did his usual morning routine right before work.
All is the same in the apartment, except for one little detail….
He is no longer alone.
Maybe it is the notion of peace and safety in head due to the lack of danger during his life.
Perhaps it was the fresh scent of coffee and the calming touch of wind coming through the window.
But this man against all odds failed to notice the other entity sitting right in the very center of his home.
And so he died….
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This is how it would have played out if the unknown entity was in full gear.
But a clear claw wound drawn from its right shoulder down to its left hip, left it barely alive.
Blood still failing to defy gravity slowly but surely fills the room with a filthy scent.
And this is something not even this man's dull senses could fail to notice.
Finally, a sensation that was long overdue filled his system.
*Drip* *Drip*
The sound of liquids hitting the hardwood floor filled the apartment.
Dread slowly crept up from the bottom of his soles, and enough cold sweat wet his clothes. Although he himself hasn't clearly laid his eyes upon it he recollected of when he stepped out of his bedroom, right in the corner of his peripheral vision. There it was the abomination of a human out of proportions. It had purple skin, three sets of eyes, extremely short legs and two sets of arms. Not to mention the hair that randomly spro---
*CRASH* * THUMP*
'Just as I was figuring out what the fuck kind of a monster I had in my living room, a teenager jumps in through a window in the kitchen. Now I got two trespassers in my living room! Wait, fuck that's not the point, I was trying so hard not to make any sudden movements or sounds since I noticed the fucker in the room but this guy just had to ruin it not to mention he looks familiar.
*Ring* *Ring* *Ring*
The sound of a default ring tone breaks the awkward silence between the three.
While nonchalantly wiping the left over window glass shards on his clothes, the teenager takes his phone out and brings it up to his ear.
"Hello... wait what? I'm not even done this mission and you're giving me another one?"
From the other side of the phone another voice of a man can be heard.
"Fushiguro-san, this new one is not an emergency so don't worry about it too much."
*Sigh* "Alright."
"Thank you, Fushiguro-san."
The call end and the silence returns in the room. All the while the call was ongoing, the teenager never lost sight of the curse siting on the living room.
In Megumi Furshiguro's point of view and thought process:
'It's great that the curse didn't touch the guy having his coffee and it's incredible that the guy is not panicking even though you can see that he's frightened.'
"Try not to make any sudden movements, I'll deal with the monster in your living room" Fushiguro says.
'Wait, why did I assume he can see the curse? and it's not really convincing coming from a teenager that he'll fight a monster in his position, I just hope he doesn't do anything stupid.'
Michael replies in English trying to speak as quiet as possible, "I don't understand what you're saying!"
'Dammit! My English is terrible but I'm guessing since I can't understand him, he can't understand Japanese either. No, he might be able to understand and just can't speak---
*WOOSH* *WOOSH*
While both Fushiguro and Michael are trying to converse and are in their thoughts, the curse releases two thick string-like substance covered in mucus from its hands. One headed for the opposite side of the apartment away from Fushiguro and the other head straight towards the back of Michael's head.
In haste, Fushiguro forms hand signs in order to summon his Divine Dogs while simultaneously moving to body block the attack from the curse. Michael, unaware of the actions taken by the curse, seeing the panic in Fushiguro's face, turns his face and body to see what made the sorcerer so panicked. However, both men are far too slow compared to the string released by the curse. Fushiguro realizes the fact that he was not going to make it, regretted that he was far too nonchalant just because the curse was wounded and seemed like it was on its last breath.
As the string released by the curse touches the hair on Michael's head, the string deforms and turns back into natural cursed energy and accelerates even more towards Michael.
"GUUUAAHHHHH!"
The curse still connected to the string lets out an ungodly scream as the rest of its body also turns back into natural cursed energy. The curse suddenly moves towards Michael at a speed greater than sound.
Michael, who is now fully facing his living room, has confusion written all over his face since the curse that was threatening his life is now nowhere to be found. All that is left is the puddle of blood still soiling his apartment floor. Turning to look at where the teenager was, he realizes that the man has already distanced himself from him, two menacing wolves of black and white positioned between them.
Words clearly laced with fear of the unknown slowly forms out of Fushiguro's mouth in broken English, "Who are you?"
"A nobody."
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