Cursed System

RAGNA POV...

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. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

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Still, my parents didn’t give up.

They kept trying.

Because that’s what parents do---

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CONTINUATION...

But they still tried, nevertheless.

We weren’t rich, but we weren’t poor either. My parents could afford the checkups and the treatments. That was never the problem. What crushed them was the fact that no one was willing to treat her.

The money wasn’t the issue.

There was simply no physician.

The constant need for medical help, and the repeated rejection, slowly eroded my parents’ mental health. Watching them suffer like that hurt almost as much as watching my sister’s condition worsen.

I felt terrible for Oge.

And at the same time, I felt driven.

No matter how sick she was, she still carried me around, laughed with me, and played with me—never once complaining about my weight dragging her down. That alone made her irreplaceable to me.

It made my chest ache with helpless anger.

I cursed the midwife. I cursed my own uselessness. I wanted to help her, but I couldn’t risk it. Every ability I had required certainty. What if I tried something and it backfired? What if I inspected her condition and she panicked?

I couldn’t gamble with her life.

As time passed and I grew older, I noticed another change—my parents became far stricter than before. I wasn’t allowed outside at all. Crying didn’t work. Asking questions didn’t work.

Everything beyond our house was forbidden, and seen as dangerous.

By the time I turned three, I was at my limit. Still, I endured. I endured the boredom of being trapped indoors day and night, the suffocating winter cold, the constant hunger, and Oge’s declining condition—all of it pushed me close to insanity.

That afternoon was especially cold.

Our whole family gathered around the fireplace. Mother and Father were lost in a hushed conversation of their own, leaving me and my siblings to ourselves. We were too young to understand what they were discussing anyway—or so they thought.

Honestly, I wasn’t curious enough to eavesdrop. If I had been, Mother would’ve dragged me back to my sisters’ side and drowned me in pats and baby talk. A part of her seemed both relieved and a little sad about that—she had clearly prepared a whole speech for me.

They weren’t wrong, though.

I could hear them perfectly.

I just didn’t fully understand the roundabout things they were saying or talking things.

So I sat quietly beside my sisters, observing them while lost in my own thoughts.

After a while, I finally gathered enough courage to answer a question Ada had asked Oge.

The moment the words left my mouth, both Ada and Oge froze and stared at me.

Mother and Father did too.

Even though they had been pretending to ignore us, they had been watching closely. My answer caught all of them completely off guard.

I had thought it through carefully before speaking. That question was the safest one—the easiest.

Unlike Gustav.

My feud with him was irreconcilable.

Since he always liked being in the spotlight, I knew he would try to humiliate me sooner or later. So I waited patiently as he smiled smugly to himself.

Then he said, dripping with sarcasm,

"Can you even spell your own name?"

"R–A–G–N–A."

The reply came out clean and sharp.

What a moron, I thought, unable to stop myself from grinning. Any kid with a brain like this who couldn’t spell his own name would be an idiot.

[Hidden Quest has been Completed]

My smile froze for a split second when the notification appeared.

Then I smirked.

I wasn’t sure what exactly had triggered the hidden quest, but I was almost certain it had something to do with answering Ada’s—or more likely Gustav’s—question.

If I had to bet, the system hated Gustav just as much as I did.

Everyone else, however, was stunned.

Mother suddenly jumped to her feet and pulled me into a tight hug.

"My little genius! Mommy is so proud of you!"

I hadn’t even been taught spelling yet. To them, what I had just done was nothing short of miraculous.

Ada and Oge quickly joined in, laughing and congratulating me, leaving Gustav standing off to the side with a dark look on his face.

In rural areas like ours, not everyone even knew how to spell their own name. Most people only learned basic arithmetic—addition and subtraction—so they wouldn’t get cheated when buying or selling goods at the market. Reading and writing were considered useless by many.

For me, though?

It was easy.

I had already grasped every word they knew—and more. All I had to do was memorize them. Reading and writing were trivial when you were a Cursed child with a system.

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An hour later, I lay in my cradle.

Even though I was no longer a baby, Father had rebuilt it to be bigger—for me.

[Hidden Quest Completed]

[Quest Details: Answer a question from your most hated enemy]

[2,000 EXP Received]

[+5 Attribute Points]

When I saw the notification, I almost laughed out loud, filled with barely concealed ridicule toward Gustav.

Still, a question lingered in my mind.

Why would the system even generate a quest like this?

After thinking it over, I finally reached a conclusion.

The system was reacting to my hostility.

To my feud with Gustav.

And that realization made me smile even wider.

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