I ran towards him holding his unconscious body in my arms as tears roll down from my eyes.
Me : Why?.... Why you did this to him?
Ahmya : Not me.. It was you...
Me : What do you mean?
Ahmya : I put a curse on you that's affecting those you care.
Me : I should have known that you're an Onryo!
Onryo are the most dreaded type of Yurei. They're the ghosts of people who died with such strong passions- jealousy, rage or hatred- that their souls are unable to pass on, and instead transforms into a powerful wrathful spirit who seeks vengeance on any and everything it encounters. Onryo appear as they did when they died. Onryo are easily powerful enough to swiftly kill any person; however they prefer letting the object of their hatred live a long life of torment and suffering, watching those he knows suffer and die. They inflict a terrible curse on the people or places that they haunt. This curse can be transmitted to others through contact like a contagious disease, creating a circle of death or destruction that is far more devastating than any ordinary ghost.
Me : Stop this Ahmya... Your becoming something you used to hate...
Her blood stained face gave me a piercing look.
Ahmya : do you have any idea how many lives I took?
Me : Ahmya... Am sorry...
Ahmya : Sorry won't change a shit!
Me : (drawing my sword) Don't make me hurt you.
Ahmya : A ghost can't be slayed by a sword. You need to try harder than that.
Me : tsk!
No... I can't harm her... Not again... Not with my consciousness.... Am so useless... I can't even save Mahiro... Everyone I love ends up getting in danger or dead... I should be better off dead.... Pointing the sword at my direction I was about to stab myself when she grabbed me by my throat angrily.
Ahmya : Do you think I will let you end this so easily?! You took away my love and baby! You will suffer the same pain!
She starts choking me... I kicked in the air trying to breathe... I have to save Mahiro...
Me : Ma...hi..ro..
Ahmya : This curse will go on...and on until no one is alive... Stop worrying about Mahiro. He is as good as dead by now.
She throws me away as far as possible. I hit my head against the wall... Everything became blurry after that.. Before I lost my consciousness I saw a girl holding a strip of paper similar to that of Onmyouji's and Ahmya screaming in pain...
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