I Can Copy Curses

"Have you told anyone else about me?" Orion asked her solemnly.

"Of course not," Zeref said before her expression became playful. "Do you want to silence me to keep your secret hidden forever?"

Orion narrowed his eyes. "I might do it. As the saying goes, dead tell no tales. I don't want to take a risk. So, I will give you two options: either do something that will make me believe you, or I will control your soul. There is also a third option."

He added, "You will disappear forever before the day the academy opens. So, decide for yourself while I am still here."

"Heh," Zeref smirked before pointing at the page again. "Now write on it and ask about Mark."

This time, Mark took the pen and wrote something on the page.

"Tell me about Mark Prince."

The page immediately became blank, and even the line Mark wrote completely vanished.

"Why is it we can't see anything about Mark?" Orion asked Zeref.

Zeref shrugged. "I don't know. I have tried many times, but it just won't give me anything about Mark."

She added, looking at Orion, "Try asking who is impersonating Ray Wiser."

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Orion narrowed his eyes and wrote on it.

"Who is impersonating Ray Wiser?"

The page again became blank, and just like last time, even the words Orion wrote vanished.

Orion frowned when he saw that. At the same time, he also sighed in relief that this thing didn't know about his identity. But he asked himself why. If the page knew everything about everyone, then why didn't it have any information on Mark? And why didn't it know who was impersonating Ray? It just didn't make sense.

"Are you sure that this page can tell anything about anyone except for Mark?" Orion asked.

"I am very sure," Zeref said, smiling. "I have checked information about so many individuals that I almost know everything about everyone who I am close to. But for some reason, it just doesn't have any information on Mark—or maybe about you too, Ray."

Orion frowned and pondered something. 'What is so different about me than everyone else?' he thought, when it hit him.

'I am a transmigrator! I am not from this world,' he realized.

Although he had some problems when it came to his identity, he knew that he had a life on Earth and came here where he died there. So, he was a transmigrator in this world.

'But then Mark...' Orion slowly turned to Mark when he saw him looking at him suspiciously.

"Do you know about Jesus?" he asked vaguely.

"Jesus?!" Mark trembled when he heard those words from Orion. "You!" He looked at Orion in shock.

"We will talk about this later," Orion said to Mark solemnly, understanding the reason the page didn't contain any information about them.

Orion then turned to Zeref, who had been watching them suspiciously, and seeing their shocked faces, she figured they might have figured out why there was no information about them on the page.

"Now, what have you decided?" Orion asked.

"You want my trust, right?" Zeref smiled. "How about I give this page to you? Isn't this enough for you to trust me?"

Orion frowned. He had some thoughts on asking her to give the page to him for him to trust her. That was his plan, and if this wouldn't have worked, he would go for the kill.

But he didn't want to go down this path right now.

He was currently in the headquarters of the Federation Council, and killing someone on their grounds, even if he made it seem like it didn't have anything to do with him, might be very risky.

However, now that she was willing to give the paper to him willingly, it made him suspicious about her actions. This page was just like a cheat and could help one in various scenarios, but now she was willingly giving it away like it was nothing.

Seeing Orion ponder, Zeref sighed and said, "There is another thing about this page which is even more godlike than what it previously could do."

"Oh? What is it?" Orion asked with interest.

Zeref took the pen this time. "Just watch." She then wrote something, and suddenly the color of the room changed from purple to red.

Orion and Mark were shocked when they saw this, and before they could even ask anything, the entire room changed again. What had been an elegant, modern aesthetic just moments ago shifted into something entirely different.

The smooth violet theme vanished, replaced by the rustic ambiance of a medieval setting. The floor beneath their feet turned into polished wooden planks, and the walls morphed into aged, wooden beams, giving the entire space an old-world charm.

Before they could even utter a word, the once-opulent furniture also transformed. The grand sofa became a sturdy wooden bench with leather cushions, and the smaller sofas took on a rough-hewn, handcrafted look. It felt as if they had been transported to an ancient era, leaving them bewildered.

"What… just happened?" Mark muttered, his eyes wide as he took in the sudden change.

"What is this power? Reality manipulation?" Orion asked, turning to Zeref, and seeing her, he became even more shocked. She wore a red robe like those from the ancient times. Her face, her hair, and everything about her appeared very serene and ancient.

"You two can see the changes, right?" Zeref asked a strange question.

"Of course we can see that," Orion said, looking around. "How does one not notice when the entire room suddenly changes? And what is this ability? Does the page have the ability to manipulate reality?"

Zeref nodded lightly before she wrote something, and everything returned to normal. "Yes, this page can rewrite reality—or you can say edit it. I just asked the page to make my room and everyone in it appear ancient, and that was the result."

"Everyone?" Orion frowned because he recalled his clothing didn't change, and neither did Mark's.

"I have guessed this already," Zeref said, looking at Orion and Mark. "No one can notice or see the changes I make with the pages, no one. I have changed my room in front of Lycan and the others, but they acted as if nothing happened. It was the same when I changed my clothing too. I even changed their clothes, but they acted same. No clue whatsoever to the changes I made, but you two are unique."

She added, "You two can see and notice the changes I make with the page while not being affected by its power. It seems as though, for whatever reason, the page—however godly and powerful it is—simply can't do anything when it comes to the two of you."

Orion became silent as he heard her and looked at her coldly. "I get it. I understand everything, but let me ask you something. Why tell us this? This is your secret, and it isn't something one should tell others, especially when it comes to this page, which has godlike powers, and now you even want to give this page to me. What is your intention?

What is it that you want by revealing your only secret to me?"

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