I Can Copy Curses

"Let's go inside," Orion said as he opened his door and let Mark enter before closing it behind them.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"What are you doing here?" he asked Mark.

Mark replied, "All the cameras in the dormitory are dead. I thought it was just a tech issue, but the repairmen said all the data from every camera is also gone."

He added, "They also mentioned that all the cameras went out at the same time."

"What are you trying to say?" Orion asked, smiling.

"I mean, this is too much of a coincidence," Mark said suspiciously. "Either someone is using the pages to do it, or it's really a coincidence."

Orion made a serious face and said, "It was I who did that."

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Mark stared at Orion for a moment before clenching his fists in frustration. "Damn, I came here thinking we might have some clues on a page, and here you are playing with pages," he said irritably.

Orion smiled. "I wasn't playing." He showed his fist, where a clear '4' was visible alongside a paper imprint.

"Ah, you did get a page!" Mark was surprised and glared at Orion. "You should have said that from the very beginning!"

"Well, I didn't know you were here for that," Orion shrugged.

"Hmph, I'll take my leave then," Mark snorted, heading towards the door to exit Orion's room.

But Orion held his shoulder. "Do you know anyone we can trust in the Archons? Someone with a lot of power and authority?" he asked.

Mark frowned, turning to Orion with a solemn expression. "What happened?" he asked.

Orion sighed and motioned for him to sit down on the couch.

Mark looked at Orion, then walked over and sat comfortably.

"I found something big, something really, really big this time," Orion began. "But I don't know if I should tell others or not. Someone might be manipulating me, spreading false news and such."

Mark frowned and asked, "How big is this exactly?"

"Human extinction level," Orion said. Mark, hearing this, almost fell off the couch.

"What the hell?!" Mark said anxiously. "Just spit it out. Tell me what it is."

Orion sighed and said, "I heard some humans who are part of the Zenithans are planning a war against the three domains and the Limitless Void."

"What? Zenithans planning a war?" Mark was shocked.

Orion's face darkened as he continued, "The worst part is, they're colluding with the other three races for this war."

Mark jumped when he heard this. "What do you mean colluding with other races? They're also humans, and since when did Zenithans become so violent, scheming behind humans' backs?"

Orion sighed. "I don't know. But from what I heard, Zenithans have been treated as slaves in the three domains, and now they want revenge."

He added, "Everything we've heard about Zenithans being treated neutrally—not badly or well—was all false. It turns out the Archons manipulated what the kids and others should know about the Zenithans."

"Like how the winner rewrites history?" Mark asked.

Orion nodded. "That's why I'm wondering if I should tell others about this."

"What are you hesitating for?" Mark said anxiously. "The fate of the entire human race is in your hands. If we can warn the Archons before the war begins, we might have a chance. Otherwise, with humans from the Zenithans hurting us from within and other races attacking from outside, we're bound to lose."

"It's complicated," Orion said, massaging his head. "An enemy told me they intentionally made me aware of their plans. They even know I'm Orion Darkwood, and they came specifically to recruit me today."

He added with a solemn expression, "They're an organization called Dark Order, and their leader is called Boros. I heard them mention that Boros can predict the future or something, and it was he who told them my location and orchestrated everything."

"Then do you think it's a trap?" Mark asked, seeming to realize something. "What if you refusing to join them is causing them to manipulate you into telling the Archons about this news, which could somehow reveal your identity? What if this really is a trap to expose who you are?"

Orion frowned. "Why would they go through all that trouble when they could just spread a rumor or use other means to do it?" he said, pondering. "I don't know much about the war, but I do know that many humans will die, and I don't care either way. But I also can't just watch it happen when I have information that could help humans."

He added, "But where should I go if I want to inform the world about this?"

"What about that guy, Elijah?" Mark suggested. "He's also a human from Earth, like us. He can be trusted, right?"

Orion pondered for a moment and nodded. "I guess so," he said. "Either way, he's our best option since we don't know anyone else influential here."

Just then, Orion's hand flashed with golden light, and a paper appeared before them.

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"Again?" Orion thought, but then he noticed something written on the paper. "Something's written there. It says..."

"I know someone who has this paper is seeing this. I want to make a deal. You should know the value of this paper, and I want more of it. It turns out the paper can change reality but has limits.

"For example, no matter what I write about those platinum-rank experts, it doesn't seem to affect them. And when I ask for things out of thin air, like money or materialistic items, they don't appear.

"My theory is that if there are more papers like this out there, then maybe we can combine them to produce a single paper powerful enough to alter reality however we wish. But I don't know if there are other papers out there or not.

"I only wrote this message on the paper and asked it to transfer the message to the closest paper. But if you are seeing this, meet me at night in the forest 10 km east of Dollas Academy."

Orion and Mark were shocked when they read it. They hadn't thought they could send messages to other pages this way.

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