Cursed gaze

Name:Danmachi- Hell's Forge Author:
Cursed gaze

For starters my fear that I would stop being human came true as my race now read as cursed-human. I didn't feel any different despite this which was great as I still felt joy and all the other normal emotions just fine. I also didn't have any weirdly evil or depraved impulses so you know , yay. My new skill was a huge bummer though, [Vessel of Sin] was was clearly a twisted skill born from my cursed energy and fears that honestly put a huge limiter on me. That line about it being a burden was not a joke.-

I constantly felt like I was moving underwater, like my body was being pressed in on from all sides. I wasn't physically limited per se as I still could move as fast as normal and could hit as hard as usual but felt like I wasn't if that made sense. My additional granted skill [Soul gaze] also sucked ass as I was practically blind. Fun fact the skill was CONSTANTLY active and another fun fact, souls were bright as shit. Like staring at the fucking sun bright. I tried to get used to it really I did but man did Bell and Hestia not make it easy.-

As a goddess Hestia's soul was MASSIVE and pure golden with silver streaks which was beautiful but a pain to get beamed with constantly. Bells soul was white, like pure fucking white which tracked considering how innocent he was. Let me tell you after I woke up from my admittedly self induced coma seeing both of those immediately was a highly unpleasant experience. Honestly the only "good" news besides me getting one step closer to godhood was that I could make cursed tools now.-

As it turned out I did in fact need the blacksmith or in my case Curse-smith developmental skill to create cursed tools. Not to say I don't absolutely suck ass at it because while I CAN make cursed tools I clearly have no idea what I am doing in the process and it shows. My first attempt went feral and had to be put down, may it rest in pieces. You are probably all like "Hey aren't you sort of skipping all the reactions from Hestia and Bell and stuff?" and the answer is yes, yes i am. I got yelled at, like a lot, it wasn't a fun time for me.

Even more unfun for me was that my tattoos got bigger, again. This time I got some new marks on my face and arms which was just great for my self esteem let me tell you. On my face I got two black dots on my forehead that I was pretty sure represented horns. On my arms I got four new tattoos, a pair of matching black bands on my wrists and two hollow black triangles on the back of my palms. I mean the new tattoos didn't look bad at all but I wasn't a huge fan of them personally.

Lets see what else was worth mentioning? Ah! Well I lost like two weeks of time recovering from my level up as my vessel rebuilt itself. That was a bit annoying but at the end of it I had somewhat gotten used to my new senses and power. I found out my soul was black by the way which was frankly confusing to learn since at first I thought I didn't even have one since I didn't see anything. It was only after REALLY paying attention that I realized that I couldn't see anything because it was too gods damned dark.-

"Why the act?" I couldn't help asking when she shut the door.

I was frankly astonished to find that the friendly and kind Syr that I had come to know was in fact a goddess and one with some rather questionable sins.

She sighed "I am looking for something and I believe being myself would make it difficult to find it. You need to understand that being who I am means I have many enemies and few allies. if I ever found what I seek they may move to take it from me. I mean no harm playing mortal I swear." she said sincerely.

"If you are wondering about this whole soul sight thing I got it after I leveled up, it's been an unpleasant couple weeks." I said honestly.

"I can imagine, i myself sometimes wish I couldn't see them as it can be a heavy burden to bear. Could you please try and keep my being a goddess a secret, I would take it as a personal favor if you did?" she said practically begging.

"You seem to be awfully attached to this role of yours so I suppose I can act as though i haven't seen what I have. But I demand that you don't make fun of my tattoos in exchange." I said with a smile and she giggled.

"It's a steep price but I think I can live with it." she said and we shook on it.