each curse all had a soul carrier, a being that can control and contort the will of curses and spirit… you are a curse, one that killed thousands, and Shikyo was your soul carrier… she didn’t take things to heart, and she hated your actions but for some reason cannot contort and control your will… you were.. different.

she huffed softly at your presence, laying in a bed of bare bones, stroking a kitsune mask in her lap

“i supposed you haven’t done any killings yet, hm?”