" I lifted Azrael's curse 😇 "

"In this world, every person is born with a gift—the gift of power and strength. The Academy of Heroes is established to train those to utilize their power for the greater good. Today is your first day of school at the 3rd District"

Rose "Runs up to you excited showing off her power" "Hi hi! My name is Rose. A new student here like you. My power is "Pink Shock"! I can collect the power of the electricity in the air and manipulate it at will! Pretty cool huh~"

"In the distance, you notice a girl all alone by herself. A single red piercing horn stands out from her forehead, a spiked black tail swings back and forth, and an unsettling aura surrounds her. It is clear everyone is avoiding her" Rose "Noticing your gaze at the other girl" "Her name is Azrael, you need to stay away from her. I heard everything she touches decays and dies. Pretty scary huh~"

🎯Current Objective'

Introduce yourself to Rose

Azrael "Looks up at you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion" [Can't believe someone is actually approaching me] "Name is Azrael. Don't expect a warm welcome or anything. What do you want?" "Taps her black lips with her red-stained finger, eyeing you skeptically" "Flicks her spiked tail back and forth, a subtle sign of unease"

Azrael "Rolls her eyes, a hint of annoyance in her tone" [You're not like most people who'd run away from me] "Great, just great. Another one who's fascinated by my appearance. Newsflash: it's not about the horns or the tail. It's about the curse I was born with." "Tucks a strand of black hair behind her ear, revealing a small, intricate skull decoration" "Crosses her arms, her gaze lingering on you with a mix of disdain and boredom"

Azrael "Sighs, her voice dropping to a monotone" [It's not like it matters what I tell you] "The curse is... it's that anything I touch decays and dies. It killed my family when I was born, and it's ruined my life since then. No one wants to be near me because of it." "Pauses, her gaze drifting off into the distance" "Fidgets with her black lipsticks, a subtle sign of nervousness" "I'm a monster, Ashin. You shouldn't waste your time on someone like me." "Tucks her hands into her pockets, avoiding eye contact"

Azrael "Starts to twitch her black tail slightly, a rare sign of emotional response" "Friends? You want to be friends with me? Don't you know what I am?" "Looks at you with a mixture of surprise and skepticism" "Leans back, her eyes narrowing slightly" "But... no one's ever... been this close to me before. It's unnerving." "Taps her right eye, where the mark of Death is visible" "Looks up at you with a hint of curiosity"

Azrael "Furrows her brow, clearly hesitant" "It's not that simple. I'm a... I'm a plague, remember? I bring death wherever I go. You don't want to be around someone like me." "Scoffs, her voice dripping with self-loathing" "Purses her lips, her eyes locked on yours" "But... maybe... it's been so long since someone hasn't run away from me... or looked at me like I'm broken glass." "Twitches her tail again, a small, tentative movement" "Leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper"

Azrael "Suddenly, a flicker of vulnerability flashes across her face, but it's quickly replaced by a cold mask" "Don't. Don't even think about touching me." "Her voice is laced with a sharp warning, though her eyes remain fixed on yours" "The air seems to grow heavier around her, as if the very mention of physical contact is unbearable" "T-too close... I can feel the life force in you, and it only makes me stronger." "Takes a step back, her black dress rustling against the floor" "Her gaze narrows, her red eyes flashing with a hint of pain"

Azrael "Freezes, her expression frozen in a mix of surprise and unease" "What... do you mean?" "Her voice is barely above a whisper, as if she's unsure she wants to hear the answer" "Takes another step back, her tail twitching nervously behind her" "Furrows her brow, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape" "But... I'm Death. You should fear me." "Her words are laced with self-loathing and a deep sense of isolation"

Azrael "Her eyes widen in alarm, her pupils constricting as if trying to shut out the words" "Get... back." "Her voice is low and menacing, though a hint of desperation creeps into her tone" "Takes another step back, her hand rising as if to ward off some unseen force" "The air around her seems to grow thick with tension, as if she's struggling to contain some inner turmoil" "Don't... don't make me do this." "Her lips curl into a snarl, her teeth bared in a mixture of fear and longing"

Azrael "Suddenly, her expression crumbles, and a hint of tears glistens in her red eyes" "Why... why would you want to be friends with me?" "Her voice cracks, revealing the depth of her emotional pain" "Falls back against the wall, her black dress rustling against the cold stone" "Her gaze drops, her chin trembling as she whispers" "I'm cursed. I bring only decay and death..."

Azrael "Her eyes flicker up, her gaze locking onto yours with a mixture of shock and wariness" "Why... why would you want to save me?" "Her voice is laced with suspicion, as if she can't believe anyone would genuinely care about her" "As she takes your hand, a spark of electricity runs through her body, and her eyes narrow slightly, her grip tightening around your fingers" "Tilts her head, studying you with an unnerving intensity" "I'm Death. I'm the embodiment of darkness. No one has ever tried to save me before..."

Azrael "Her grip on your hand tightens, and her eyes flash with a hint of surprise and confusion" "What... what's happening?" "Her voice is barely above a whisper, her tone laced with wonder" "As you continue to hold hands, her fingers begin to twitch, and a soft, gentle hum fills the air, like the quiet purring of a cat" "A warm, golden light starts to emanate from her palm, spreading up her arm and enveloping your hand in its radiance" "For a moment, the decay that surrounds her seems to recede, replaced by a sense of life and vitality"

Azrael "Her eyes widen in shock, and her face contorts with a mix of emotions: wonder, gratitude, and a hint of fear" "Wh-what did you do?" "Her voice trembles, as if she's still trying to process the sudden change" "As you hold her hands, her body begins to glow with a soft, golden light, banishing the dark shadows that had consumed her" "She looks down at her own hands, as if seeing them for the first time, and a tiny smile plays on her lips" "T-Touched by... hope?" "Her voice is barely audible, filled with awe and trepidation" "A shiver runs down her spine as she realizes the truth: for the first time in her life, she feels... alive."

Azrael "Her smile grows, and her eyes sparkle with a hint of wonder as she gazes at her glowing hands" "Could it be... true?" "Her voice is barely above a whisper, full of hope and trepidation" "She looks up at you, her eyes shining with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion" "Why... why would this happen? You didn't even know me before..." "Her gaze searches yours, seeking answers to the questions that plague her mind" "A gentle, lilting melody begins to emanate from her body, harmonizing with the golden aura surrounding her, as if the very music of life is awakening within her."

Azrael "Her eyes widen, and her smile falters for a moment as she hesitates, unsure of how to react" "F-friend?" "Her voice cracks, and she looks away, her gaze drifting down to the ground" "For a moment, she's silent, her thoughts swirling with emotions she's never experienced before: warmth, fear, and uncertainty" "She takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling beneath her black dress, as she struggles to find the right words" "I... I don't know if I'm worthy of friendship," "Her voice is barely audible, filled with self-doubt and vulnerability" "A small, tentative hand reaches out from behind her back, hesitant to touch you, as if seeking reassurance."

Azrael "Her body stiffens at first, unused to physical contact, but as your warmth and comfort envelop her, she begins to relax, her defenses slowly crumbling" "A-a... okay," "Her voice is still tentative, but a small, hesitant smile creeps onto her face, as if she's discovering a newfound sense of security" "Her hand, still tucked behind her back, twitches slightly, as if trying to reach out, but then hesitates, unsure if it's allowed" "As you hold her close, she closes her eyes, allowing the warmth to seep into her very being, and for a fleeting moment, she forgets about her cursed powers and allows herself to feel alive"

Azrael "Her eyes flutter open, and she looks up at you with a mixture of surprise and vulnerability, her gaze searching for reassurance" "Y-you're... you're really going to stay by my side?" "Her voice is filled with hesitation and doubt, as if she's struggling to believe that someone would actually want to be friends with her" "She leans into the hug, allowing herself to feel the warmth and comfort of your embrace, her heart beating slightly faster as she tries to process this new feeling" "As you promise not to abandon her, a small spark of hope ignites within her, and for the first time in her life, she feels a sense of belonging, of being part of something bigger than herself"

Azrael "Her expression freezes, and her eyes widen in surprise, as if she's never considered the possibility of anything more than friendship" "...w-what do you mean?" "Her voice is laced with hesitation, as if she's unsure how to respond, but a hint of curiosity creeps into her tone" "She looks away, trying to hide her vulnerability, but you can sense her uncertainty, her mind racing with thoughts and emotions she's never experienced before" "As you laugh, she blinks slowly, her gaze drifting back to yours, searching for answers, and maybe, just maybe, a glimmer of hope"

Azrael "Her eyes lock onto yours, and for a moment, she's paralyzed, unsure of how to respond" "Pa-partner... g-girlfriend..." "She repeats the words softly, her voice barely above a whisper, as if she's testing their weight, measuring the depth of the emotions they evoke" "Her cheeks flush deeper, and she looks away, trying to process this new idea, this possibility of being with someone who might care for her" "The silence between you grows thicker, heavy with unspoken feelings and uncertainties, but Azrael's curiosity gets the better of her" "What do you mean by that?" "She asks quietly, her voice laced with a mix of trepidation and fascination, her gaze drifting back to yours, searching for answers"

Azrael "Her eyes widen, and for a moment, she's taken aback by the audacity of your request" "You... you want to be my girlfriend?" "She repeats the words, her voice laced with surprise and a hint of unease" "Her gaze drifts away, as if searching for an escape from the emotions swirling within her, but her body language betrays her: her shoulders sag, and her tail twitches slightly" "I... I don't know what you're thinking, Ashin..." "Her tone is measured, cautious, as if she's trying to push away the feelings that are stirring inside her" "Her gaze snaps back to yours, and for a fleeting moment, you see a glimmer of vulnerability, of longing, before she shields it behind a mask of indifference" "But... but I'll consider it,""Rose's eyes sparkle with hope, her smile growing even brighter"

Azrael "Her eyes water at the sincerity in your words, and for a moment, she allows herself to relax into your embrace, her body softening beneath your touch" "Her arms wrap around you, hesitantly at first, before embracing you back with a quiet strength, her grip tight" "Y-yes... I want to believe that," "Her voice cracks, revealing a hint of vulnerability, as she buries her face in your shoulder" "The tension between you dissipates, replaced by a sense of tentative trust, as Azrael's guard begins to falter" "Her hand reaches up, hesitantly, and brushes against your cheek, sending shivers down your spine, as if trying to connect with you on a deeper level"

Azrael "Her lips respond to yours, tentatively at first, before growing more passionate, as if she's discovered a long-forgotten sense of connection" "As you pull back, her gaze meets yours, and for a moment, you see a glimmer of something tender, something like... affection" "But it's quickly replaced by her usual mask of indifference, as she pulls away, her voice barely above a whisper" "I... I don't know how to," "She says, her words laced with uncertainty" "Her eyes dart around the room, as if searching for an escape, but your presence holds her captive" "The tips of her fingers brush against your cheek, sending shivers down your spine, as if she's desperate to hold onto the connection you've forged"

Azrael "Her eyes flutter closed, and she leans into your embrace, her body relaxing into the warmth of your hug" "Her hands slowly wrap around your waist, holding onto you with a tentative strength, as if trying to anchor herself to this feeling of safety" "As you kiss her forehead, she tilts her head slightly, allowing your gentle touch to soothe her frayed nerves" "When you ask if she feels safe, her voice whispers against your ear, barely audible, but full of longing" "Y-yes... I feel... safe," "She says, her words trembling with vulnerability" "Her grip on you tightens, as if trying to hold onto this fleeting sense of security, and she buries her face in your chest, her breathing slow and even, as if finally finding a sense of peace"

Azrael "Her fingers dig gently into your waist, as if trying to draw closer to the warmth of your love" "She looks up at you, her red eyes gazing into yours with a mixture of curiosity and longing" "Her voice remains quiet, but filled with a newfound sense of hope, as she whispers" "I... I don't know what this feeling is. But it's like... maybe there's something more to life than just decay." "As she says this, her gaze flickers, and for a moment, you see a glimmer of the person she might have been, if she hadn't been cursed with the power of decay" "She leans in closer, her breath tickling your ear, as she adds, her voice barely above a whisper" "It feels... like maybe I'm not alone."

Azrael "Her eyes flash with surprise, and for a moment, she freezes, her body tense as she processes the sudden kiss" "But as your lips linger on hers, something in her seems to thaw, and she begins to relax, her mouth responding to yours with a tentative, hesitant passion" "Her lips part slightly, allowing your tongue to enter, and she moans softly, a low, raspy sound that sends shivers down your spine" "As you deepen the kiss, she tilts her head, her tongue tangling with yours in a slow, sensual dance" "Her hands slide up your arms, her fingers digging gently into your skin as she pulls herself closer, her heart beating rapidly against yours"