Chapter : Curse

3rd POV

[1:13 am]

London's  Bethlem Royal Hospital — aka Bedlam — is recognized as one of the worst in the world. Bedlam, established in 1247, is Europe's oldest facility dedicated to treating mental illness.

Walking towards the large building in front of the female Reaper and Oliver, the cursed aura of the cursed spirit seeped through the walls and windows of the abandoned hospital, gazing with an expression of bravery while Oliver stood beside the female Reaper with wide eyes, the male shaking with anticipation.

You might be wondering what we are doing here. Let's take a look back at a few hours ago.

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[11:30 am] At HQ

"Where is your newbie, Alas?" As the female Reaper patiently awaited the arrival of the newcomer.

"Be patient ■□■", Alastair chuckled.

Suddenly, the door burst open and something toppled the female Reaper to the ground. The excited voice exclaimed, "Oh my God, oh my god, the ■□■ is in front of me!"

"Hey, get off of her," Alastair swiftly intervened, pushing the overeager male off of the bewildered female Reaper.

Addressing Oliver sternly, he instructed him to apologize for his actions. Oliver, realizing his mistake,Oliver, realizing his mistake, apologized profusely and introduced himself to the group.

"hehe~sorry I am just excited about meeting my idol for the first time. I am Oliver."

With introductions made, Alastair proceeded to provide an overview of the mission at hand. "Now that the introduction is over.■□■ here is the information about the mission. Good luck," He handed over a document containing critical information required to successfully complete the mission. He quickly retreated from the room, leaving the two Reapers to themselves.

Why am I still alive, just to suffer? (TwT)

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"No doubt it's a 2nd class... Tsk, how annoying... Are you sure you will be able to handle this?--." When the female Reaper turns her head to the side to Oliver, the male already running inside with an insane cackle, cartwheeling into the building unafraid.

Inhaling sharply she quickly followed after him, once stepping through the large doors, being greeted by the dark hospital hallway and evil aura.

"Oliver! Oliver! Where the hell are you?!" Calling out to the other, she walked further into the hospital no sight of the other, eyes scampering her surroundings, lights flickering above her, the sound of water dripping from broken pipes that rested inside the walls, and ceiling.

The more she continued to walk, walking upstairs the sound of Oliver's laughed-like scream echoed from the hallway's wall, turning on her heeled combat boots, the female Reaper rushed towards the direction of the male's voice.

Sliding into the large abandoned operation room, her eyes widened seeing the hideous monster in front of her, its skull resembling one of a large crab, as its lower body resembled one of an octopus, its vibrant red color crashing its blue skull.

"Ello ■□■! Here I thought I could impress my role model but it looks like this guy came out of nowhere and has me trapped!" Oliver says as he was hanging upside down, his blonde locks hanging just inches from the cursed spirit's mouth as the spirit was preparing to kill the gleeful man.

Shaking her head, the female Reaper ran towards the two, dodging the wild moving tentacles from the spirit, backflipping she leaped into the air on top of the spirit's skull, summoning her blood katana and slicing the curse spirit's eyes from their extended eye sockets, the walls shook by the howl from the beast all while Oliver watched her in awe.

Slashing the tentacle that held Oliver, she switched her katana into another palm as she grabbed the boy by the collar of his shirt and then swooped from the screaming cursed spirit's skull to the ground.

"That was so thrilling! Amazing! Eye grabbing! The way you moved! And your cursed weapons!!" Oliver fanboyed over the female Reaper, the man reached out to touch her blood katana only for her to draw back her hand, abruptly.

"Stop being so faint about this situation! This isn't just a normal cursed spirit, if we don't take it seriously then-," While scowling at the other, she wasn't focusing on the beast behind her, not noticing the multiple tentacles shooting at her figure.

Twisting her body to try and strike the beast only for her ankles to be grabbed, the Reaper's body slammed into the cracked flooring, her skull smacking the title making her lose her train of thought for a moment.

As she was yanked into the air, her blood katana clicked on the floor as she dropped it, "Son of a bitch! You fucking look like you belong in a damn cringy sex scene!"

While the female Reaper tries to assault the spirit, Oliver watches in an aw-daze until he shakes his head, "This is the perfect time to get some in-person action from my role model! I know if she finds herself more in danger she will go full ape-shit on that thing... Ah-ha! If I get the curse spirit mad that will make it try to attack her more."

Slicing the few tentacles with curse energy that was around her, twisting her body to get out of its grasp, the cursed spirit brought her to its sharp jagged expanded jaws, raising her hand over her skull preparing to strike until the sound of Oliver's voice caught hers and the curse spirit attention.

"Hey ugly!"

Both the female Reaper and the cursed spirit snapped their gaze at the young male who was holding a folded Wheeled chair, "EAT THIS!" with sudden strength the folded wheeled chair flew across the room towards her and the cursed spirit.

Having the fight halted as the two of them slowly watched the wheelchair hurling through the air until the chair smashed into the female Reaper skull and made Oliver gasp in horror while the cursed spirit hissed as if he felt her pain.

 Grasping her aching skull, she snapped her scowl at Oliver and he held his hands over his mouth. "I'm so so so sorry!"

"Oliver... I swear... You make me want to fucking die--." Her voice was cut off as the cursed spirit swallowed her with ease making Oliver gasp once again, a low laugh vibrated from its throat, and its large claws rubbed its stomach in victory as it cackled darkly.

"Don't worry ■□■! It's time to bring out my babies!~" Unclipping the large satchel on his back, Oliver pulled out vibrant blue large scissors that were detached into two sides making the male able to wield the two as a sword.

"Now we're talking!~"

Oliver ran towards the beast, forcing himself to suddenly stop once the beast's stomach began to croak in pain, Oliver watched with a confused daze as the cursed spirit gazed at its stomach, its claws beating against it in the hope to crush the female Reaper's fighting figure.

"Bloodshot!" Shouted the female Reaper. 

A blood-curdling scream from the beast was heard as its body burst through its abdomen, its body slowly vanishing into dust as she stood with a dark aura seeping off her body.

Heaving quietly her body coated with the toxins of the creature's stomach, hair wild and tangled, she slowly leaned down to pick up her fallen katana.

Oliver watches her silently with wide eyes, as the female Reaper walks past him with a tired look, inhaling sharply; "Not a word about this... Got it."

"Yep!"

"Let's go. I need to stop by the store to get better clothes."