&quot;Any mistakes you make in the past are final.&quot;

“Are you really that surprised, though? Ignorance seems to be something people have in common, no matter where you are from. Especially amongst humans.” She couldn’t help that last comment as she tossed some of her curls over her shoulder. Some of these beings behaved so uncivilized. It was disgusting. “I wish more people believed they should live their lives in the way that you do. Worlds would be a much better place, if that were the case.”

That En couldn’t help but laugh at. “I wasn’t always like this. In fact I used to be quite the close-minded brat. It wasn’t until I got a huge reality check that I changed my way of thinking. I’m still far from my brother’s optimism though. He loved everyone, trusted everyone, saw the good in everything. This world would be better if more people could be like he was.”

#ic #Origins of the Cursed Wings #asks #I have no clue if i should put a trigger warning to this #or even what kind

What kind of souls were used exactly?

“Hard to say since lots of the girls died and then the experiment was halted. I was able to find one record about the most volatile soul they used though. Apparently it was the soul of a serial killer who collected people’s skulls until she messed with the wrong people and was killed. Records also state that her soul was one of the 4 to be successfully combined with a host.

These guys were pretty messed up people to be using a soul like that one.”

“Lesson time kids. Today I’ll be talkin’ about how this one particular curse got started and why the hell it still exists. Mind you, I may be missing some pieces of this as this particular curse began at least 200 years ago. And because of events that may or may not have been happening at the time people were unable to keep records of everything.

So to start, the curse came into being during a time when magic users were forced into hiding from humans because their so called ‘queen’ had supposedly murdered her fiance or some lame thing like that. Completely different story there, trust me. But it was because of that a family of darker magic users decided ‘Hey! Why don’t we try and put two souls into one body!’ and ‘Hell! Let’s bring a couple dead, surely vengeful broads back to life! Queenie’s in too much deep shit to stop us!’ Idiotic. All of ‘em.

“Moving on, records show that a couple of the family’s most powerful chicks were chosen to be containers of sorts for this experiment. The results were not pretty. The majority of the gals either died or had to be put down as they had become too powerful and mentally unstable. Bad combo there. Seen it myself. I once saw this one chick who is obsessed with collecting people and hanging them on crosses. True story but I’m off track. At the end of this experiment only 4 of the girls survived. They were monitored for awhile but in the end the experiment was supposedly dissolved when some of the Queen’s guard’s showed up and busted the family. ...Mage Queen, what a crock.

“So 50 years or so go by. The mage girls all get married to other mages and have kids, and then their kids go off and marry humans and have half-breed children. That’s when shit starts to happen. See remember how I said they had brought souls back to life and tried to put a 2nd soul into a body? The souls used were human and it was the introduction of human blood that stirred em up. In the beginning there wasn’t enough human blood in those half-breed kids to give them the power that would later allow some to say reshape the world. But as time went on and there were fewer and fewer pure blooded magic users mixing in their blood into the family line so the curse got stronger with each generation.

“Now magic is just a thing of most people’s imagination. Wrong way of thinking. Magic and curses are still around. The magic may have diminished over the decades but curses only get stronger. In fact, I found a record that estimated that in 125 years or so from when the record was written the curse would be so great that it would have the power to force its hosts to do unspeakable things given the right conditions.

...wish I’d known that 3 years ago.”

#ic #Origins of the Cursed Wings #drabbles #cue Eneri snapping her notebook shut and going off to clear her head #not a starter #but for a short while En will answer any questions you have have on the subject

Mun, chill.

(You don’t understand, I’m a sadistic writer. It’s been too long since I broke someone’s heart with my writing.)

#ooc #asks #*laughs for all eternity*

(That reminds me, anyone remember when I said I wanted En to get stabbed? No one? Well I still want that.)

#ooc #I'd find it hilarious how she'd react.#To be deleted

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Imagine Person A of your OTP dying from a gaping chest wound. Person B is frantically trying to stop the bleeding when Person A’s eyes flutter open and they whisper faintly, "My eyes are up here, asshole.”

#relevant #Eneri would do this #her AU self has actually somewhat done this

Lucky for the two of them, the weather outside was enjoyable. It had been far too cold recently. At least from where she’s been traveling around. Her smile widened somewhat as she glanced over at Eneri, giving her a small nod. “That is quite alright. It seems it has slipped both of our minds, no? But the pleasure is surely mine, Eneri. You have been a good help. More than most people have been while on my search.”

“People should really not be so closed minded.” En knew perfectly well what could happen if a person just closed themselves off to the world. It was rarely a happy ending. Rather than remember the sadness, she laughed at how antisocial she once was. “Truthfully, It’s more fulfilling to live like this than to live as some stubborn grump.”

“That sounds perfectly fine by me. Please, lead the way,” the blonde stated in a hum, small fingers gently twirling the parasol that was in her grip. Her boots gently trudged against the sidewalk as they walked on, the angel taking the time to observe her surroundings. “…oh! Forgive me, but I do not believe I have introduced myself. My sincerest apologies. My name is Cassia. And you are…?”

“Leave it to me.” It was a pretty short walk to the inn so En took smaller strides than her usual pace. It was good to slow down once in a while. “Ah that’s right I didn’t give my name either. Whoops. Anyway, my name’s Eneri. Pleased to meet you.”

#ic #asks #speaking of #I should make a verse for her dying years

Wouldn't you like Death to take over again?

“No. No way in hell. That is not happening again. That psychopath is staying sealed even after I’m dead.”

In all honesty, she hadn’t expected this young lady to help her out even more. After all, this wasn’t her issue to deal with. She had already bothered her enough and it was not mandatory for her to help her out even more. A sincere smile graced her lips before she gave Eneri a small nod. “I appreciate your assistance greatly, miss. You have no idea how much this means to me.” Gathering up her skirt, the debutante curtsied toward the female before standing up more properly. “May you lead me to the inn, then? I do not know my way around this town, unfortunately..”

“No problem.” Thank god she knew where the inn was. En would surely loose credibility if she didn’t. Especially since her monstrosity of a house was just down the street from it. That meant she would need to turn around. Well her wandering could wait. “The inn is not too far. We just go down this street and then we go left alright?”

It figures. Of course it wouldn’t be this easy. “Nonsense! You have helped me immensely. I merely wish I had something to go off of in my search or have some sort of clue as to where my sister is…” Aerial was strong and independent, just like her. She should be okay… right? But Cassia couldn’t help but be concerned. Especially with her sister’s weakening health… “I hope she’s alright,” the angel murmured, eyes averting down toward the ground.

En knew the feeling well of worry over a sibling. She couldn’t just let this person leave until every option had been run through. Of course if the woman did not want to stay Eneri also knew that she had no right to stop her. “...Um...Maybe you could check the inn? This town is pretty small but we do have one. They keep records of who checks in. They keep them for a couple of years too.”