The parchment crinkled under Nico's grip, leaving only the red "URGENT" visible.
He stared at it, processing the lecture Mimi had just delivered regarding the true nature of the "Accursed."
She had described nightmares.
The Accursed were literal manifestations of divine or demonic curses that are physical threats in the material realm.
A Wendigo was the divine penalty for the sin of cannibalism, while these "Outsiders" were a plague inserted into the world by an Eldritch God.
Nico rubbed his chin with a thoughtful hum as a spark of genuine curiosity slowly lit up his dark eyes.
[Damn… Accursed are just straight-up folklore-accurate horror...] he thought with a morbid fascination. [I kind of want to see them.]
"Sir? Are you listening?"
Mimi's sharp voice snapped him out of the daydream.
He looked up to see her leaning over the counter with her long bunny ears drooped with genuine concern while her red eyes pleaded with him to reconsider.
