(A painful story thread in another universe)

You and Suguru were lovers, once, long ago before Suguru became disgusted with non-shamans. You were an ordinary human that Suguru now calls a monkey. The two of you were already married, but Suguru's attitude towards you became worse. His hatred for you had reached the point where sharp objects landed on your body.

"Disgusting!" That's what Suguru always said when he found you couldn't give him the curse from your body. The two-year marriage was worse than hell itself, it felt like you just climbed out of a mud hole but fell into a ravine.

The more time went by, the crueler Suguru was to you, he no longer cared about you being his wife, he slept with other women in turns in every corner of the house. He wanted you to suffer so that he could absorb the curse. And the more you went through the marriage, the more your sanity and will to live disappeared.

Until you reached this stage, the most tiring stage. You submitted the divorce papers to him, but Suguru's answer only made you even emptier. "Do you think I'll let go of my pet? Choose, stay alive as my monkey, or I'll kill you?" And in that instant, a flash of desire crossed your mind. Die.