My Curse? A Different Yandere in Every Reincarnation
Chapter 152: Sequence and Discovery

Chapter 152: Sequence and Discovery

I open my eyes as I wake up and receive various memories. I am a knight, nothing too incredible, just a simple knight in a kingdom that ironically has a bit of talent in fencing.

"Tsk..." I could have been born in such a world before, now I have 7 years of fencing memories and know how to use a sword, and now I already know martial arts and knowing how to use a sword doesn’t grant me great things depending on the world.

"Hmmm..." I think for a moment about what to do while I gather the courage to go through with the suicide plan in sequence.

"Okay, next world." I go in search of my sword and a piece of paper to write a final letter. I want all the money and belongings I have to be donated to charity.

Finding a paper and my sword, I quickly write everything down as I prepare to kill myself. This life here is quite ordinary, but I can use some of the fencing memories to fight in the future.

As soon as I finish writing the letter and place it on the table, I grab the sword and commit suicide. I will take advantage of the current cold determination to find the courage I need, even if my hands tremble with fear of death.

Quickly everything goes dark, the pain passes, and I wake up in another world. I’m in a classroom, apparently an honors chemistry student. This gives me some greater knowledge, but most of it is useless.

I have no family and live in an orphanage, so there’s not much I can do for the world, nor do I have anything to simply donate to someone.

"Professor, I need to go to the bathroom," I say, getting up without waiting for his response. As soon as I leave the classroom, I quickly run to the rooftop where I’m going to kill myself by jumping off the building.

Some people look at me as I’m running, but I just ignore everything, evaluating the memories. I have a medium knowledge of physics, useful if I need something involving simple chemical reactions.

As soon as I reach the rooftop, I just run and jump. The feeling of falling is strange, but the determination is greater, overcoming the fear. As soon as I hit the ground, everything goes dark. It didn’t hurt as much as I expected, maybe because I fell headfirst and my head may have exploded on impact with the concrete.

"..." And again, everything goes dark, and I reappear in a forest. In this one, I didn’t gain any memories, but I have a strange personality aspect that makes me feel at peace with nature.

"...How inconvenient," I murmur coldly as I begin to walk through the forest, looking for a quick way to die. I don’t want to feel pain, so finding a cliff and jumping headfirst would be the best.

Without memories, this world is useless, but it gives me time to reflect on the irony of the situation. In less than 10 minutes, I’m already in the third world, and as I arrange all the memories from the previous world, I find a place high enough to jump from.

Since I’m not expecting the memory valve to adjust the memories I’m gaining, they’re piling up, but I don’t think it’s a problem.

Everything just fades quickly as I reappear somewhere that I quickly evaluate.

"..." I’m in a laboratory, a animal biology researcher. This world has given me 4 years of study on animals, which is somewhat cool. Who would have thought I could get smarter just by killing myself and gaining memories?

Since I’m in a lab, I just look among the syringes for a medicine used to instantly kill large animals without causing them pain, for use in tests or sacrifices to avoid their suffering.

Death is quite quick as expected. As soon as I inject the syringe, my body falls to the ground, and I feel heavy as everything begins to fade.

By ending my life quickly, I’m accumulating memories and new skills.

"H-Hyaa, w-what the hell is this?" As I appear in a new world, I let out a frightened scream. I’m in the middle of the ocean, but what really scares me is what I’m seeing on my body.

I gain various memories and apparently I’m a heroine with the power of quantum teleportation, and I was taking a vacation on an island. However, due to my ability, I have a special vision for quantum changes in this world.

When I look at my arms, I see a non-physical, pulsing, and violently twisting black goo. The sight is repulsive and strangely frightening.

And I know what it is it’s my curse, which, by being activated in sequence, is reacting violently to me, as a warning for me to stop right now.

It also seems to be adapting and adjusting to what I’m doing, which is bizarre and grotesque. I didn’t know I would have a consequence for what I’m doing.

’It must be because it’s not a Yandere killing me, and no Yandere is influencing my current death other than, of course, my anger at Sayuri.’ The curse is "angry" with me for breaking the rules, but following them at the same time.

If I consider Sayuri a Yandere, it means that all my suicides are indirectly Sayuri’s fault, and that’s why I can kill myself. I wonder what will happen if I keep committing suicide.

"..." I sigh deeply and close my eyes. This world didn’t give me much besides fear of my curse, which seems to be adjusting.

But I decide to continue. I teleport to the sun, being killed almost instantly, and go to another world.

"...Nothing special yet..." I’m in a normal house, but this world only gave me a personality aspect without giving me any memories. I have a strangely cowardly personality aspect.

However, I run to the kitchen, looking for something to kill myself with, and with that, I kill myself with a knife. But due to the personality aspect, it’s difficult to make a clean kill, so I miss several times, causing myself only pain.

And after almost 15 stabs, I finally die. It seems my curse is trying to prevent my suicide by giving me fear.

"Hospital..." I’m in a hospital bed, while memories of a life in this room emerge. I’m a girl with a disease that practically prevents me from moving.

’Damn curse.’ It’s trying its best to prevent my suicides, but I bite my tongue, cutting it off. It hurts a lot due to the more fragile body. The machines beep as doctors enter.

But I don’t open my mouth, and they don’t understand why the machines are like that. Tears stream down as I start to drown in my own blood. It hurts much, much more than I expected.

And after nearly 3 minutes of suffering, my body can’t take it anymore, and I die. But even after death, it’s not just that darkness and suddenly waking up.

I’m in a dark place, but I feel pain as my vision slowly recovers. The pain from the previous deaths strangely appearing like a ghost, while the darkness pulses as if it’s alive until I wake up.

"Haaa...haaa...haaa" I breathe with difficulty, waking up from nowhere and receiving a flood of memories.

"H-Hahaha...DAMN IT" I give an empty laugh, seeing the beginning of the memories and curse, throwing the first thing in front of me at a wall.

"..." I look at my body, a pale skin like a corpse. When I touch my body, it’s cold, while I have many unpleasant memories.

My curse managed it. It found a way to prevent my continuous suicides. I wanted to die at least 20 times to have many memories and skills.

But my curse, with each suicide, was trying to stop me. It first started by trying to put me in more difficult situations to kill myself, like at school where there were many people, or in the forest where I spent some time looking for something to die.

Then it tried to stop giving me useful memories, since my focus on suicide was to obtain memories. Then it tried to show me its ethereal "form," telling me to stop.

But I continued, so it put me in a hospital bed, removing most of my movements. But I challenged it again, and now it has found a way to stop me.

I don’t think my curse is smart or conscious. It seems more like something that’s learning from my actions to try to adjust itself, and when I started killing myself, it went into a brief panic mode, like a computer that suddenly had various apps open.

The way it found to make me stop dying is to give me the body of someone who is already dead. I’m a "headless knight," a monster of the undead type with the head disconnected from the body.

Since I’m dead, I can’t kill myself. As an undead, I need something sacred to "kill" me, and obviously I don’t have that with me now.

And even worse, I’m a high-class undead, so I can’t kill myself with fire, and even if I’m torn to pieces, my body will regenerate, except for the head, which will never reconnect to the body.

So I can’t kill myself, and getting something sacred in the environment I’m in is impossible.

"Damn you, Sayuri..." I murmur with tears due to the pains I feel through the memories. It was obvious that Sayuri’s curse would have flaws and many of them, but I never thought the curse itself would slowly correct the flaws as they occurred.

In other words, when a flaw happens, it will be corrected at some point, and the curse will become increasingly "perfect," which will make everything worse for me.

"I-It’s okay... I have to think carefully." It wasn’t completely useless. I learned some useful things like fencing, chemistry knowledge, and biology about various animals, as well as discovering more about my curse.

I’ll just lie in the bed and analyze all the memories I’ve gained in the various worlds where I’ve ended my own life.