I never thought I would find myself writing about this, but recent events have brought back memories that I thought were buried deep within me. The curse of Oyashiro-sama has always been a part of my life, shaping my beliefs and actions in ways that even I cannot fully comprehend.
From a young age, I was taught to fear and respect the power of Oyashiro-sama. The stories of the curse haunted me, reminding me to always stay true to my roots and never forget where I came from. Moving away from Hinamizawa only strengthened my connection to the curse, as if it followed me wherever I went.
The people who dared to question or dismiss the existence of Oyashiro-sama's wrath were met with hostility from me. How could they not see what was right in front of them? How could they ignore the signs and warnings that surrounded us every day?
My experiences with Hinamizawa Syndrome only solidified my belief in the curse. The sickness that plagued me when I left for another town served as a painful reminder of what happens when one strays too far from tradition.
But it wasn't just fear and reverence that consumed me; there was also a darker side lurking beneath the surface. When pushed too far or triggered by certain stimuli, a cruel streak emerged within me - one that reveled in chaos and destruction.
The machete became an extension of myself during those moments - a tool for exacting punishment on those who dared challenge Oyashiro-sama's will. Laughter replaced reason as madness took hold, leaving nothing but devastation in its wake.
And yet, amidst all this darkness resided a glimmer of innocence and joy - like a child captivated by something pure and beautiful. "Hauu! I want to take it home!" My friends struggled to understand this dichotomy within me, torn between affectionate warmth and chilling violence.
Oyashiro-sama is both my protector and punisher - guiding my hand towards justice while also testing my resolve with trials beyond comprehension. As Ryūgū Reina, these conflicting forces shape who I am today: bound by duty yet driven by passion; cursed yet blessed; feared yet loved.