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Ryosuke, brushing the dust off his tattered clothes, looked at the curse with a smirk. "Sorry, but I'll have to decline your invitation. I'm not really the type who enjoys brutal fights." He stretched his arms and winced slightly. "If I mess myself up any more, I'll have to start experimenting on myself… and honestly, it's still too soon for that."
With a nimble leap, he jumped through the breach left by the collapsed building and landed smoothly outside, the ground cracking beneath his feet. The curse, hovering above the ruins, loomed over him.
Ryosuke looked up at the creature and furrowed his brow slightly. "If I understood correctly, your power is to control or generate wind, right?" His voice was calm, almost casual. "That's quite a destructive technique. Terrifying, even. And I don't doubt you haven't shown everything you can do yet. But… my cursed energy can infuse it."
The curse, irritated by Ryosuke's words, unleashed a blade of wind in his direction. But as it was about to strike, it dissipated into thin air as if it had never existed.
The curse furrowed its many brows, confused. "What the…?" it muttered in disbelief.
Ryosuke shrugged. "I told you, didn't I? My cursed energy can infuse your technique." He paused as if pondering. "Basically, your technique is useless against me."
Furious, the curse sent another blade of wind, and then another. But each time, the blades vanished before reaching Ryosuke.
"How…?" growled the creature, disoriented.
It then released dozens of wind blades, all equally powerful. But they met the same fate: they dissipated before touching the human.
At his wit's end, the curse tried to summon another gust. But suddenly, it felt incredibly heavy, its deformed body sinking into the ground with a dull thud.
Ryosuke approached, crouched beside the curse, and looked down at it. "Honestly, I'm getting bored of these wind blades." He sighed, uninterested. "Don't you have anything else to offer?"
The curse groaned in frustration, unable to comprehend what was happening.
Ryosuke simply smiled, satisfied with his little demonstration. "Well, if that's all you've got… might as well move on to phase two of the experiment, don't you think?"
The curse desperately tried to rise, groaning with effort. But its body felt like it weighed tons, as if chained to the earth.
Ryosuke, still crouched a few steps away, smiled.
"No use struggling," he said in a detached tone. "You belong to me now."
Panicked, the curse suddenly felt the weight disappear. Relieved, it thought it could move again—but the relief didn't last. It tried to move, but nothing responded. Its limbs, its twisted arms, its deformed legs—none of them worked. It was as if it had forgotten how to use them, as if its body no longer belonged to it.
"What is…?" the curse began, its voice trembling.
Ryosuke tilted his head, curious. "So, which sensation do you prefer? The one where you were heavy as a mountain, or this one, where you can't even remember how to move?"
The curse growled, unable to answer.
"Actually, it doesn't matter," Ryosuke continued with a shrug. "As I suspected, you curses have two lights inside you: the soul and the mind. Fascinating, isn't it?"
He looked at the curse with an enigmatic smile. "Alright, let's see what happens when you go all out."
In an instant, the curse felt a terrible force seize its mind, crushing its personality. Everything it was—its memories, its thoughts—was wiped away, replaced by a single, overwhelming obsession: to kill the human before it.
"There. Now you're free."
Immediately, the curse regained control of its limbs.
Without hesitation, the monster erupted. Its twisted arms slashed through the air with violent force, its deformed body hurling itself at Ryosuke like a storm of pure fury. Cursed energy radiated from it, tearing through the air, its wind blades swirling around it like furious tornadoes.
Ryosuke, still crouched, remained calm in the face of the onslaught, a smile on his lips. "That's it. Give me everything you've got."
Ryosuke leapt back, his heart pounding, as the curse lunged at him in a fit of uncontrollable rage. Blades of wind, sharp as razors, shot in all directions, devastating the space around them. The ground trembled under the intensity of the blows, walls cracked, and the air grew heavy with the destructive energy radiating from the creature.
Despite the chaos, Ryosuke stayed composed. His gaze sharpened, and with a confident gesture, he transmuted the environment around him.
The ground beneath his feet twisted, rising into sharp spikes, columns of earth shooting up to block the curse's furious attacks. The air in front of him, once intangible, solidified like bulletproof glass, halting the wind blasts in their tracks.
The scenery around them warped from the force of their clash. Entire sections of the building collapsed, windows shattered, and the floor cracked like glass under pressure.
Suddenly, a massive hand made of wind formed in front of the curse, slamming down on Ryosuke with devastating force. The storm's fingers closed in on him, trying to crush him like an insect.
The ground fractured from the impact, and the air twisted into a vortex of pure violence. Trapped in the crushing grip, Ryosuke smiled faintly, not a hint of panic on his face.
The wind hand dissolved as if it had never existed. The cursed energy surrounding him devoured the curse's attack, reducing it to nothing.
Ryosuke stood tall, his eyes gleaming with amused light. "Is that all you've got?" he murmured, more to himself than to his opponent.
The curse, enraged, roared even louder, its many mouths unleashing a shrill cry that echoed through the air. It charged at Ryosuke with renewed fury, but before it could reach him, the ground shifted once more.
In a split second, Ryosuke altered the earth beneath the curse's feet, turning it as hard as steel. The monster was trapped, encased in a block of reinforced stone, unable to move.
Silence fell for a brief moment.
Ryosuke approached the curse, observing the creature as it struggled desperately to break free.
"Is that really all you've got?" Ryosuke asked in a neutral, almost disappointed tone. He stood there, arms crossed, like a scientist facing a failed experiment.
Then, suddenly, Ryosuke smiled.