The Reversed Favorability Curse Has Been Lifted (Serin)
The Reversed Favorability Curse Has Been Lifted (Serin)
"Ugh, ugh......."
I lifted my heavy eyelids.
The scene unfolding before my eyes was hell itself. No, even calling it hell was a luxury.
The first thing I felt was a foul stench that pierced the tip of my nose.
The fishy, thick smell of semen, the musty body odor of unwashed men, and the disgusting air mixed with sweat and filth.
And I...... I was sprawled out on the cold floor, without a single thread of clothing on.
"Ugh, kuck......."
Bile rose up. What on earth is this disgusting taste in my mouth?
I retched like a madwoman and clawed at the floor.
And at that moment, what came into my view was...... a silver breastplate, crumpled and rolling on the floor in a miserable state.
My pride. The armor of the Order of Knights that symbolized the grace of the Sun God.
It was now covered in yellow phlegm and filthy fluids, reduced to a state worse than a rag.
"This...... what is this......."
Then, a massive tidal wave rushed into my head.
To loathe the one you love, and to crave the one you loathe.
The inscription of the ruins. Antika's Curse.
The memories of the past 7 days flashed through my mind vividly, without a single piece missing.
It was as if someone had forcibly opened my brain and pressed a hot seal onto it.
"Ah...... aaaa......!"
The things I said to Rion. The venomous words I spat out while looking at him like he was a bug.
My own voice, which had torn his heart to shreds by condemning the precious memories we had built together over 10 years as hypocrisy and oppression, rang loudly in my ears.
"Rion, watch your mouth. To me, you're much more disgusting than those guys."
"It gives me goosebumps just sleeping with a hypocritical guy like you on the other side of a wall."
Rion. My childhood friend. My light, whom I loved more than anything in the world and swore to protect even if it meant sacrificing my life.
"No...... that can't be me...... Rion, what...... what have I done......."
My lips trembled violently.
But the memories didn't stop. They coiled around my soul like a viper, dragging out the most hideous scenes.
Goro, the porter whom I usually despised as a criminal.
The image of me sticking out my tongue and fawning over that dirty man's cock.
The sensation of feeling happy while taking his filthy genitals deep into my mouth.
The vulgar moans I let out in front of Rion, as if for him to hear.
"Holy Knight Serin is now your personal fucktoy!♡ Haaaang!♡"
"I'm crazy for Goro-nim's cock... my brain is pickled with semen, I'm cumming, aaaaah!♡"
"Ugh! Uwaaack!"
I couldn't hold it back and vomited onto the floor.
Stomach acid came up, making my throat feel like it was burning, but the sensation of pleasure that my body remembered made me feel even more disgusted.
Even though I was under a curse, the traces of my body, which had swayed its hips and felt ecstasy at Goro's unpleasant touch, did not disappear.
And above all, what was terrifying... was the sensation felt inside my body.
I groped between my legs with trembling hands.
"Ah...... aaaaack!"
There, stuck inside, was the artifact Rion had gifted me on my birthday, which Goro had forcibly shoved in yesterday evening.
The Necklace of Protection.
A precious accessory that Rion had spent all night imbuing with mana to protect me.
It was now stimulating my anus, having become the filthiest sex toy.
"Rion...... ah, Rion......!"
I wailed like a madwoman and pulled it out.
The necklace had long since lost its original light, covered in my own arousal fluids and Goro's semen.
The words I had spat at him hit my ears like auditory hallucinations.
"I like Goro-ssi much better, because he sees me as a woman, not a knight."
"Aaaaaack! No! It's not me! That's not what I said!"
I screamed and slammed my head against the floor. But the memories were too vivid.
During the week I was cursed, I genuinely loathed Rion.
His affectionate gaze felt like hypocritical mockery, and the touch with which he cherished me looked like chains suppressing me.
Conversely, the ugly face of Goro the porter, whom I had despised as a criminal all my life, looked like the most attractive man in the world.
Every time he slapped my cheek and violated my body, I genuinely felt ecstasy and mocked Rion.
When Rion called out to me from outside the door, shedding tears of blood, I used that sound as background music, took Goro's cock into my mouth, and let out even filthier moans.
The more hurt he was, the more my pleasure reached its peak.
I reached climax while listening to the sound of Rion's soul breaking.
"Rion... Rion... please...."
I crawled and looked at the corner of the room.
There, Goro was sprawled out, dead drunk.
Next to him, Jack and Old Man Hoji were snoring while hugging Elina and Miu.
Elina's silver hair was matted with semen, sweeping the floor, and Miu was curled up like a beast, wearing a collar.
I picked up my sword that had fallen nearby.
"I'll kill them... these filthy bastards...."
I raised my sword toward Goro's neck.
At that moment, my own voice, fawning over Goro while licking his feet, rang out in my head again.
"Goro-nim... I am your fucktoy... I like you much better than a loser like Rion...♡"
"From now on, my sword won't be used to cut down those who block Master's path, but as a support to spread my legs so it's easier for Master to fuck me...♡"
Only then could I see the men's semen on the sword.
"Ugh, ah......."
I dropped the sword. The clanging metallic sound broke the silence.
I am not a noble Holy Knight.
I was nothing but a whore who had cut out her childhood friend's heart, put on makeup with his blood, and craved the semen of trash.
It was a sin even for a defiled person like me to lift the sword bestowed upon me to uphold justice and protect the weak.
Would killing them wash away my sins? No, it was I who seduced them, begged them to fuck me, and insulted Rion.
The curse only twisted my emotions; those gestures and moans were the truth my body had uttered.
I had to find Rion first. I had to kneel, kiss his feet, and beg for forgiveness.
It would be fine if he killed me. If I could only die by his hand, that would be my only salvation.
I stood up staggeringly and caressed my dirty armor shoved in the corner.
For a moment, I saw my body reflected in the mirror.
On the skin that I had kept clean to the point of obsession, dark bruises, phlegm spat out by someone, and dried white semen were branded like hideous marks.
"Aaaaaack! No! Noooo!"
At that moment, what caught my eye was an old copper emblem that had fallen to the floor.
The emblem we made when Rion and I first formed a party.
I picked it up preciously and held it to my chest.
As I felt the cold touch of the metal, the wailing I had been holding back burst out.
"Rion...... I'm sorry...... Rion, please......."
Only now did I fully realize what I had done to him.
He had blocked the ruins' traps with his own body to save me, and tried not to give up on me until the end, even when I was cursed and gone mad.
His desperate gaze as he stood in front of me, covered in dust and bleeding.
His voice, tearfully saying that my hating him was proof that I had loved him.
I trampled on that sincerity. In front of his eyes, I sucked another man's cock and mocked him.
I shoved the precious artifact he gave me into my anus and felt pleasure.
I slashed his soul to pieces and threw the 10 years of time we had built together into the trash can.
"I am...... I am not even human......."
The me in the mirror was no longer a noble Holy Knight.
I was just a filthy whore, pickled in men's desires, with hollow eyes, reeking of semen all over my body.
My purity, which I had cherished so dearly for Rion, had now disappeared, having become a toy for trash.
I loved Rion. Now that the curse was lifted, that fact pierced my heart like an arrow.
As deep as my feelings for him were, the magnitude of the hatred and sexual desire that the curse had twisted was just as great.
Because I loved him so much, I destroyed him in the most cruel way in the world.
I got goosebumps because it felt like Goro's touch still remained in every corner of my body.
I felt the men's semen I had received yesterday gushing out from between my crotch.
Every time I felt that disgusting sensation, I was suffocated by the weight of the sins I had committed.
My body was defiled, and my soul had rotted away.
"Rion. It's fine if you don't forgive me. It's fine if you hate me for the rest of your life. But...... but if only for once, I wish I could tell you just one thing...... that I loved you when I was in my right mind......."
My honor as a Holy Knight? That doesn't matter.
It's fine if I'm expelled from the Imperial Knights, or stoned as a whore.
But when I recall the despair and contempt that must have been in Rion's eyes, I felt like even breathing was a sin.
If I were to meet him again, with what eyes would he look at me?
The filthy appearance I showed him yesterday, the face I made while sucking another man's thing and mocking him...... he will never be able to forget it.
I have now become a terrible nightmare to him, not the beloved childhood friend.
"Rion... I must find Rion...."
I roughly put on my torn clothes and left the room.
The hallway was quiet.
But on every wall, there were clear marks as if Rion had scratched them with his fingernails, and bloodstains.
How much must he have suffered outside this door, listening to the screams of pleasure I let out.
When I went down to the inn lobby, the innkeeper looked at me with a gaze mixed with contempt.
It was only natural, as the Imperial Holy Knight's appearance was covered in the smell of semen and sweat.
"Um... the wizard who came with me is gone, so..."
The innkeeper answered with a sardonic smile to my trembling question.
"Ah, you mean that poor fellow? He packed all his bags and left at dawn. His complexion looked just like a dead person's. He said he was going to the guild to submit some papers about dissolving the party."
My heart sank.
"Dissolving......?"
"Yes. And he asked me to deliver this letter to you, Holy Knight-nim."
The letter the innkeeper handed over had Rion's blood-stained fingerprints on it. I unfolded the letter with trembling hands.
To Serin.
I know it was a curse. I know that what you said wasn't sincere, and that the ecstasy you felt was fake.
But Serin. My ears remember those sounds, and my eyes cannot forget the happy smile you wore toward them.
In the eyes with which you told me I was disgusting, there was genuine hatred.
The curse that makes you hate me as much as I loved you is too cruel.
Now, when I see you, I think the moans you let out will come to mind first.
I hear the voice of you mocking me while licking Goro's cock like an auditory hallucination.
I'm sorry. I'm not strong enough to look at you.
"Ah...... aaaa...... Rion...... Rion!!"
I sat down on the inn floor and wailed. The letter paper became stained with my tears, and the letters blurred.
"Rion...... please...... kill me...... kill me instead......!"
I wailed, scratching my own chest with my fingernails.
But all that returned was silence and the disgusting memories still wriggling inside me.