At noon, Mart got out of bed. Selenia was still asleep. He looked around the room to familiarize himself with his surroundings, then turned his gaze to the desk in front of which Iristel was sitting in a chair.

Mart put on a white bathrobe. He walked over to Iristel and hugged her.

"Do you want us to play together again?" Iristel asked mischievously.

Mart kissed her, then looked at Selenia sleeping.

"I'd like to do it with Menna," Mart replied with a charming smile that held a hint of mischief.

"All right. But we'll have to wait until the weekend. It'll only be three days." Iristel said, stroking Mart's hair, then added, "I like this image better."

Mart smiled at the thought that it wasn't even his original body, but he was still pleased with the response.

"It's only the middle of the week. Should I go back to class tomorrow or wait until the weekend is over?" Mart wondered to himself.

"What's this?" Mart took a letter with the emblem of the Sevec marquisate, then stored it in his demonic bag to read later.

After talking with Iristel for a while, she approached the door of the room because her break was over, but before leaving, she said mischievously and mockingly to Selenia, who was pretending to still be asleep:

"Didn't you like what we did in the hospital room? Don't worry, I'm not going to eat you."

The door closed and Iristel left.

Mart laughed and shook his head as he sat down in the chair in front of the desk, because, as was his habit, he wanted to write down everything he considered important about what had happened on Marrac Mountain and the actions he would take in the future.

••••

A few hours later, Mart drew a cursed diagram on the floor of the room using his blood.

"This is the second time you've appeared, Herald. I think using you as a test subject is a fair consideration on my part," Mart concluded in his mind as he placed the demonic stone in which he had stored the Herald's residual energy on the cursed diagram.

"I created this cursed diagram a long time ago, perfected it, and then forgot about it when I couldn't find a use for it. Let's see how useful you are," thought Mart as he placed his right hand on the diagram and began to infuse it with cursed energy.

"That damn thing rejected me. I hope you die, or..."

"Because my friends died, you disgusting humans..."

"Because I couldn't be cool like those demons that all the demon girls adore. I hate you all..."

"I should kill..."

"I wish I could get rid of..."

"I don't want to suffer. I hope that one dies..."

The murmurs Mart heard grew louder when his hair turned blood red, as did his eyes, and a malicious expression accompanied by a smile appeared on his handsome face.

The cursed energy Mart emitted was sinister.

Selenia, who had been sitting on the bed doing some of the homework her teachers had assigned her, watched Mart, because she also studied the subject of cursed arts sporadically.

"Cursed three-point diagram. Fatigue. Pain. Death." Mart directed his hand to the point of fatigue, because it was ideal to exhaust the target's strength and then cause a greater impact.

Mart felt the cursed diagram absorb his cursed energy.

••••

Somewhere in the land of demons, in a modest hotel. In a bathroom, the showerhead dripped water onto the slender, sculpted body of a demon with green hair and white skin.

The demon staggered under the showerhead, suddenly feeling exhausted.

"A curse!" concluded the Herald, whose wet green hair covered part of his face. The Herald stepped out of the bathroom, dried his face with a towel, then put on his theater mask, which was stored in his demonic ring.

The Herald sat on the edge of his bed. He had always been careful not to leave any traces. Even when he attacked Senjar, he subtly used spears to destroy the drops of his blood that had fallen to the ground.

"How? Who?" were questions he was trying to answer.

The Herald did not understand that it was due to the residual demonic energy he had left in his rivals; because it was very difficult to maintain control of residual demonic energy when manipulating it, unless it was the residual energy of powerful demons such as those that contaminated the current "Cursed Canyon." However, Mart had a powerful demonic energy absorption technique that he had trained until he could manipulate any form of demonic energy.

••••

A few minutes later, when Mart felt he had exhausted a third of his demonic energy, he directed his hand toward the point representing pain in the demonic diagram.

"I hope it's working. I have no way of checking. All I know is that I'm consuming cursed energy," Mart thought with a malicious smile motivated by the use of cursed energy.

"Believe me, it's working," Mart heard a captivating yet imposing and chilling female voice, while feeling as if several arms were embracing his body.

He nodded without saying a word so as not to offend the entity that had given him the cursed energy, then continued acting as if nothing had disturbed him while he continued manipulating the cursed three-point diagram.

••••

The Herald felt chills and then intense pain in different parts of his body. He tried to use his demonic energy to resist, but the pain seemed to be something beyond the physical.

The Herald's body trembled, yet he remained seated, resisting the pain.

The Herald looked at the ceiling of the room, laughed, and acted to himself.

"It's so sad to be the target of someone else's hatred. I am sad, very sad."

The Herald's feigned voice sounded as if he were sad. It was him, trying to distract himself.

••••

The cursed diagram had absorbed more cursed energy by using the pain point, so Mart thought of using his demonic energy to test the last point of the cursed diagram.

"Don't insult me," threatened the female voice.

Mart immediately understood that he would need to use cursed energy created from deep and abundant resentment, and that could only be obtained in places where countless innocent people died and suffered or...

"What do you want?" asked Mart after making the cursed diagram disappear.

"Let me think... I'd like to do something fun," replied the female voice with a malicious tone.

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