Third Person's POV
Altheria observed the curse carefully for a few moments, and after she confirmed something in her mind, she gave a slow nod.
Then, raising her gaze, she met Nyx's golden eyes directly before beginning to speak.
"About a few hundred years ago," she said calmly, her voice steady but carrying a hint of old memory,
"I came across an ancient parchment in a small pawn shop located in the capital city of the Empire of Abyssal Dominion."
She paused briefly, as if recalling the strange coincidence.
"I had just gone for a random stroll in the demon region after I had become too bored in my castle, and it was nothing more than a complete accident that I obtained it.
At the time, it had looked ordinary—aged, blank, and almost worthless, though at that time, I had had an instinct that it was something unordinary.
Yet to tell you the truth, its true nature… was only revealed to me today."
