Starting from a Magical Girl, Dominating Eternity

Chapter 580 - 185: Blessings and Curses

"Boss, I think I see my mom."

"She’s doing well, you don’t need to worry about her."

"Mom seems to be waving at me, she looks like she’s speaking..."

"What did she say?"

"No candy, just chaos."

"Which mom is that then?"

Isn’t that Lu Ya’s joke?

Speaking of which, Jiang Si still hasn’t figured out the punchline of this joke, maybe tell it to Bingtang next time.

See if Bingtang knows, Bingtang always understands these things well.

Maintaining the confused consciousness of the Black Dragon’s body, Jiang Si tried to transfer the Psychic Realm and Death God’s Curse to the Magic form Zi Yuan.

However, in the current state, even a slight touch of Pure Magic Power would trigger intense reactions, making the transfer impossible.

Once transformed into a Magical Girl, these powers would instantly vanish.

"Boss..."

The Black Dragon weakly said, "I want to live, Boss, I still don’t want to die..."

Then just wish for it.

For Jiang Si, the current situation meant abandoning the Black Dragon, finding a way to transfer his own Psychic Realm and Rule Power.

"You won’t die."

The Catastrophe Dragon lifted its head, watching that suddenly jumped down from the dragon head.

Gently stroking the girl’s head.

The Emperor closed his eyes and softly said:

"I won’t let you die."

Then, Jiang Si indeed caught a whiff of the scent of death.

...

Death, for the realm of disasters, was naturally a common occurrence.

From birth, people cursed were always tormented by the curse.

A curse is a form of death.

And the Emperor, as the ruler of the disaster realm, had witnessed countless deaths.

From a very young age, she had already seen the death of her parents.

Though the disaster realm was like hell, there were always people endlessly giving birth.

The purpose of having children was simple, not because of love or anything else, just to extend their own lives.

Because long ago, before the disaster realm was completely engulfed by the curse, giving birth to a child would inherit the parent’s curse, thereby alleviating the parent’s curse, allowing them to live longer.

The longer the child lived, the more the parent’s curse could be reduced.

For the people of the disaster realm, this was like a natural order.

To survive, to alleviate the pain the curse brought, breeding early and as much as possible was everyone’s survival strategy.

Each child isn’t born to bear love but is born to bear the curse brought by pure desire.

But the Emperor was a child untouched by curses, seen as a miracle by others.

Yet to her parents, it was an even more desperate curse.

Because their curses weren’t borne by anyone, their lives couldn’t continue through the birth of a child.

Instead, the newborn worsened the curse.

Therefore, shortly after the Emperor was born, her parents died a tragic death.

She watched as her parents struggled in desperate pain, resenting her birth, cursing her future.

The girl who couldn’t be infected by the curse couldn’t understand their anger and resentment.

Yet she still remembered the last curse from her dying parents.

Later, in the town, she met many people, but the one who raised her was actually Lica, who once fought the curse alone.

That was a time when nobody realized how terrifying it would be to let the curse spread unchecked, as curses were painful but not to the extent where everyone would die early.

When everyone only thought of birthing early and more for longevity, only Lica thought about reducing the curse.

When everyone thought of coexisting with the curse, only Lica thought about completely eradicating it.

Even considered killing cursed infants, leaving only those born without a curse, an act too wicked for everyone to relieve the curse’s suffering.

Everyone thought she was crazy.

Because before the Emperor, there were no children born without a curse in this world, nor after.

Isn’t this extinction?

No children to bear the curse, yet the curse keeps increasing.

Isn’t this making it impossible for anyone to survive?

Lica was eventually driven out of town.

When the Emperor met Lica again, she was already tortured by the curse beyond recognition.

Having chosen not to bear children to share her curse, Lica bore her curse alone, living in loneliness in her old age.

No one understood her, nor did anyone help her.

Yet her research on counteracting and weakening the curse continued.

The Emperor’s last encounter with her was at the cliffside, this old lady dedicated to eradicating curses lit a bonfire at the cliff’s edge.

Why not pass the curse down?

At the cliffside, while roasting by the bonfire, the Emperor couldn’t resist asking her.

If only you’d marry and have children, you could survive.

Lica shook her head, just sighed, saying if only the Emperor were her daughter, that would be nice.

At that time, the Emperor didn’t understand what Lica meant.

Until she witnessed a Magical Girl and understood love and happiness did she realize.

Because she didn’t want her child to struggle in a hopeless hell too.

She didn’t want the child to share her curse and pain, if possible, she wished she could have a girl like the Emperor, untouched by curses and capable of attaining happiness.

Perhaps, if Lica hadn’t been cursed, she could have become a Magical Girl.

At least more suited to be a Magical Girl than she was.