I Can Copy Curses

This very day, he was dressed in a special way. He wore a kurta and pajama, not the regular kind, but the ones worn for special occasions. The outfit was orange with bright gold accents.

The scene changed, and a man and a woman could be seen circling around a pit of flames. Many men and women surrounded them, laughing happily as they watched.

The man and woman were getting married. It was the same woman the man had met in the office, the same woman he was excited about meeting every day, and the woman with whom he would spend the rest of his life.

The scene changed again, and Orion saw them build their own house. They left the apartment they had been living in and moved into their new home.

After that, they began to live a happy life.

But only a year later did true happiness come to them. The man became a father, and the woman became a mother. It was a moment of pure joy for them.

Their child was a boy who brought tears of happiness to their lives that day.

Orion watched as the child grew up, and the man and woman lived a joyful life.

Three years passed just like that.

It was the child's first time going to school. The man and woman smiled happily as they sent their child off for his first day.

More years passed, and they were blessed with a daughter, adding another source of happiness to their lives.

Orion watched as the boy and girl grew under the loving care of the man and woman. He saw how happy the family of four became. He watched as the boy grew older, and so did the girl, while the man and woman also began to age.

More time passed, and soon it was time for the boy to get married. Orion watched his wedding, saw how happy the man and woman were, and how the girl smiled, seeing her brother getting married.

More years passed, and the man and woman were blessed with a granddaughter. They were filled with joy as they played with her every day.

Finally, it was the girl's turn to get married. Orion saw her wedding and the happiness in the eyes of the man and woman, now quite old. Wrinkles marked their faces, but their joy at seeing their daughter's happiness was evident.

Years later, they were blessed with a grandson, and by then, they had grown very old. Yet, the man and woman continued to live happily.

Time passed, and Orion saw the man and woman's family grow, their granddaughters and grandsons growing up. He watched as the man and woman aged, their hair turning white.

More time passed, and the man reached the end of his life. He was sitting on a chair, looking outside through the window of their house when he suddenly turned his head toward where Orion stood, causing him to step back in shock.

"I am happy," the old man said. "I've lived my whole life happily. I experienced everything—hard work, love, growing old, and now, soon, death. But I am content with my life."

The old man then looked seriously at Orion and asked, "Are you happy with your life?"

Orion stood there in shock. Was he happy with his life? He didn't know.

Looking at the old man, who somewhat resembled him, Orion became emotional. From the moment he saw the man crying happily while looking at the computer monitor, he understood that the man was none other than him—Orion Stark.

But there was one difference. While he had failed the exam by one mark, the man had passed it.

That was where their lives diverged—one died and transmigrated, while the other lived a happy life.

"Am I happy? Am I happy with my life? My life? Which life?" Orion asked himself as his expression darkened. "Am I Orion Darkwood or Orion Stark?" He couldn't understand what had just happened.

Before witnessing these scenes, he was sure about his identity. He was certain he was Orion Darkwood—or so he thought.

"I know I'm from Earth and transmigrated into this body of Orion Darkwood, so why did I assume the role of Orion Darkwood so completely? Why does it feel like the thirty years I spent on Earth are just a fleeting memory, a distant dream from a forgotten past?"

Orion clutched his head, a wave of disorientation crashing over him. The scenes he had just witnessed—the entire life of the man—played in his mind like a relentless reel, repeating over and over again.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the images; they felt permanently etched into his consciousness, haunting him with every passing second. Each frame seemed carved deep into his mind, and the more he tried to push them away, the stronger they held on.

Paired with his growing existential crisis, it was all becoming too much. The overwhelming weight of it pressed down on him, leaving him struggling to understand what was happening. His sense of self blurred, and reality became a chaotic mess he couldn't unravel.

'My life… it was supposed to go smoothly, like what I saw just now. So what happened? Why am I here?'

Orion thought as he bent down, clutching his head. "No, I am Orion Darkwood… but am I really Orion Darkwood? What if these memories of Ella, Emily, Father, and Mother that I cherish most are just making me believe I'm Orion Darkwood? What if these memories make me think I experienced them?"

He could no longer distinguish between what was real and what wasn't. His mind was a foggy mess, swirling with uncertainty and doubt. It felt as though he was observing his own life through a cloudy window, disconnected from everything around him.

Once sharp and decisive, his thoughts now blurred, unable to tell reality from illusion. He questioned every memory, every feeling, unsure if any of it was real. The confusion gnawed at him relentlessly, eroding his sense of truth and plunging him into a haze of doubt.

"Why is this happening to me? My perception stat is maxed out at each rank. I should be mentally strong enough to handle all of this, so why am I feeling so much pain in my heart? Why can't I understand anything? Who am I?"

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