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Chapter 1
She was falling again. The same falling feeling like that she had when she was cursed. She had been cursed to become what she hadn't thought to ever be. The curse made her lose her memory each time it had changed her. She would remember only faces, some names, and all names of home and far-from-home objects. She wished it to pass, but she knew it never would.
Each year, Kagome Higarishi, changed into either a human or a white and blacked striped cat demon. Bitten and punished by god she was. A heaven neko god named Kiwao Hyogo was punishing her until the end of time with the curse. The heavenly curse by God's son.
The curse was unnamed, because of its rareness. But there was a way to stop the curse.
"To find the passage of true love, not lust, is the freedom from heaven's curse," spoken by Kiwao, after each of Kagome's transformations. "Good luck, young one."
The pain would come soon, she knew, it was worse when her human body was turning into neko.
In a dark cave, Kagome sat glaring up to the skies. As soon as the sun set she would change, but the preparation for the change was painful. But when the metamorphosis took place, before and after, no demon nor human was around; for at least five days she would be unconscious and be fully changed. This was a blessing; she knew right away, a major blessing to be unconscious during the whole orientation. The pain filled orientation.
She squirmed as she slowly began to suffer. "Aah!" The pain clawed at her limb muscles as she lay still on the dusty ground. Her breathing accelerated, her fingers dug into the earth as her nails slowly grew from the cuticles of her fingers. "Aah!" she screamed once again, she would not dare to try to subdue the pain she was enduring, it would not help. She dug her nails into her flesh trying to sense the difference of it, none, she slowly dragged her nails down her flesh until she could not reach any further. Her arms and stomach would be scarred when she awoke again, as it was many times before. Thank you neko, she thought, for not letting me remember the pain. "Eeh! Aah!" She kicked out her heels, pounding them on the ground like a toddler would. She remembered seeing her calves all green from healing from its own abuse.
Give me sweet release, oh, please, grant me early peace. "Aah!" she screamed as the pain shot up her spine, new muscle growing to support her more flexible body. Her legs flamed, her arms on fire, and her heart starting to explode. Her stomach reforming itself, as well as the organs; her human ears disappearing. No sound. Her teeth and tongue were disappearing. No taste. Her eyes rolling up inside of her head. No sight. Her nostrils filling with invisible water. No smell. Her nerves finally were getting its sweet release. No feeling.
Her last cry resembling something close to a sigh. She would be waking in 5 days.
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