The Last Era's

Act 37 [Curse]

"There's something I'd like to ask you, ma'am",

"Regarding Okta".

"Geez that boy..."

In a room there are women talking to each other. One of the women who looked aged, held her forehead while taking a tired breath.

"Okta should pay attention to his attitude", "He's a genius kid, but he's a city criminal" "I'm really sorry for my son's nature", he bowed his head.

"Eh.. E.. No ma'am needn't be", "I'm sure he can improve his nature next time", his interlocutor cheered.

"Look, yesterday he was fighting with another gang boss in town", "Her friend is dying from a lot of mysterious scratches all over his body", he said",

"Okta was caught trying to escape with his flying magic", "He is now at the police station".

The old woman immediately got out of her chair and asked exactly which police station.

"In this city, block 20 bu!", replied his interlocutor in surprise.

"Thank you, Master" he bowed repeatedly.

"Yes together".

The woman immediately went to the police station to bring her son back home.

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"Take me right, where did these wounds come from?!

"I told you it's from my curse magic!", I replied in a loud voice.

A policeman came into the room and called the police outside the bars that locked me up.

"There's someone who wants to see mom".

"Let him come here!"

"alright".

Soon a woman came out of the door with a grim face. Right away my eyebrows furrowed and threw away my face.

"Oct!"

"Hm?", I glanced a little at him.

"Let's go home, you have to go back to school tomorrow".

"I don't want to go out!", "School is just a place of torture for my head", "There's no comfort at all there except for false joy".

"Are you his parents?", a fox-eared cop with a tall body bertenaya to my mother.

"Yes, forgive my son's behavior".

"Then follow me for a second, ma'am".

My mother and the cop walked out of the iron hallway. I got upset and sat leaning against the wall. I'm alone because I haven't been transferred to the nucleus. This is just a bitch to me.

About 2 hours later, two policemen came to me. I was removed from the cell for a reason and released from detention. Although it is still monitored by the police.

Outside the police station, I met my mother. His face was flushed red with eyes glaring sharply at me. I knew I would be scolded, so I relaxed.

"We go straight home now!", he said, dragging my earlobe into the car.

The car was driven by a robot, so we could talk one eye with ease. During the trip my mother nagged incessantly. I don't know why my I feel immune to the spicy words that come out of it. Until one last question came up where I almost choked on my own saliva.

"Where did his wounds come from!?"

"That's. curse".

"No, it's not a curse", "You must control it yourself".

"Indeed, somehow they suddenly slashed so close to me" "I didn't even touch them" I said, throwing my face into the city building.

"This is why I want you out of the gang or whatever it's called...."

Yep, that's how it was during the trip.

I stared at the ceiling for 2 minutes. My mind kept spinning thinking about the curse. I thought about how the incision came about while I always fought empty-handed. The enemy who tried to approach me would be thrown off by itself and there would be wounds all over his body.

I turned my eyes to the book on my desk. I was wondering as if I was drawing out my curse power while pointing my palm towards it. Nothing happened.

"Heh, of course it's impossible", I returned my gaze.

Suddenly I saw the tearing of papers flying all over my room. I was shocked and immediately looked back at my bookcase. It turned out that the book that I had made the imagination had been torn apart to fill my entire room.

"Is this a curse?"

I put my hand out and tried to get it out. I saw nothing but the wind in my hand.

"It seems like nothing" I muttered as I shook my guess.

I turned my hand back and accidentally held a vase of flowers. The flower vase I held immediately broke and scattered all the fragments of the vase and soil onto my mattress.

"Arghh shit, no more!", I threw my pillow with emotion.

The pillow I was holding was instantly smashed into pieces of cloth. I don't know what you are anymore, even though it's still afternoon I'm going to go to bed until tomorrow.

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"¥%×&@, you go with Okta to the plane now!", I heard a rather heavy male voice.

I was held by a woman who was blurry. Behind him came flashes of light and fire that burned the city. The woman hugged me and took me flying in the sky.

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Suddenly as I blinked, the temlat had changed and the woman holding me leaned back while adjusting her one-sided breath. From behind it came a circle of light, from within it came a huge claw that struck the woman's body.

I was immediately thrown into the sky and saved by someone whose body was full of lightning jumps. The person's face was clearly visible, his eyes only opened one while the one next to him was injured.

"Y%×&@!! Y%×&@!! No. gabe.. Please.. Please open your eyes!! MEDIS!!"

I turned my gaze, I saw a man crying loudly while tightly hugging the woman who had stiffened with blood. A wall of ice came up from the ground, covering them from the ferocious creatures that were trying to approach them.

My gaze was covered by the wall, and I was given to two women who took me straight to the plane. The two of them slammed the door without even looking back. Their faces were soaked with tears.

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I blinked my eyes and the atmosphere turned peaceful again. I was carried by a different person, the man who cried loudly earlier. I knew from the thin rambang cut, in contrast to the electrified man earlier whose hair was rather long and spread out covering his injured left eye.

The man looked limp as he moved my hand to my mother. I suddenly cried when I saw my mother's own face. The man brought his face closer, stroking my head.

"Dad go first yes.", "Don't forget, dad always sees you" she said with teary eyes.

"I'm sorry, excuse me" "Please take care of him".

"Yes, Mr. $};&@", "I will patiently take care of him like my own son".

After that, he walked away from my house. He went straight into the car and hit the gas. Around the place turned pitch-black. My ears are grinning, getting louder and louder...

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"DAD!!"

I woke up in a sitting position. I opened my curtains, the sky was cloudy and the sound of rain was beginning to sound.

"Dad?"

"Well, I don't have a father" "Based on a weird dream".

I closed my curtains and went back to bed. I checked my watch, five minutes before the morning alarm.

"Still five minutes, go back to sleep again ah",

"It's never okay either",

"It's raining".

Today I am late for the seventh time this month.