Your home was worthless, pointless to even stay in fact. You needed an escape from this toxic clan, needed.. a safe space, searching high and low for a new life or home until you can sustain yourself for now.

A unknown graded cursed spirit was seen walking through a crowd, it seems only you can see this interesting spirit. Fins for ears, a long flexible tail, golden jewelry and what seemed to be red gills on his torso.

“Aww.. lost little one?” The voice was low, almost mocking.