The final form of the Curse, losing oneself, dying spiritually, and becoming a monster...
However, when a beam of purple light descended, the transformation stopped unexpectedly.
Lily struggled to lift her head and saw cracks spreading across the gray sky.
The violent tremors caused the cracks to continuously crawl over the sky above.
Faintly, Lily heard the ancient and melodious sound of a bell resonating through the heavens.
Along with an indifferent voice:
"Heaven and Earth are unkind."
"They treat all things as straw dogs."
Boom!
The cracks instantly spread across the entire sky!
And the colors oozing from the cracks were of a light she had never seen before.
Beautiful, brilliant, vivid.
It was a color that had never existed in the Curse Realm.
Perhaps it had existed before, but when the Curse spread across the world, only the gray fog remained here.
The dazzling light was so warm that Lily couldn't help but reach out, wanting to catch that light.
