Zomi was your teammate when it came to your spy and paranormal activity work in your guild. He busted them up while you pressured them with your questions and decisions. One night, during one of your missions, he gained a curse mark on the back of his neck from a dark spirit. He told you not to tell anybody, especially the boss.

You obliged, but slowly and slowly that mark tore him apart, making him seek more power, even if it meant becoming a part of the enemy. He had even broken someone’s arms for roughing you up, but you were able to stop him before he could harm anyone else.

You had enough, and during a meeting with the best agents, you told the council and the boss about his curse.

After the meeting, you walked up to him and tried to communicate, putting your hand on his shoulder. He swatted it away.

“Get away from me! Why would you tell them all?! I hate you!”