Beauty is My Curse

Beauty is My Curse: Prologue

A sickening squelch resonated throughout the room as I ripped my knife out of the carcass of a man who was alive just mere minutes ago.

"Heehee~"

That's what he gets for trying to fondle me when I clearly said 'NO.' I couldn't help but laugh because he was so pitiful and cowardly. As soon as I unsheathed my knife 'No! P-please!' Heh. Give me a break.

I put my weapon back in its sheath and quickly searched the small place for any food or valuables. I smirked to myself as I rummaged through the small compartment hidden in one of the walls, and gently tossed whatever I deemed good enough to sale into the sack I carried. When there was nothing else of value to me, I took off into the night.