Curse Mark #1

Damian waits in the Living Terrain, an extremely dry desert around him. He smiles as he looks around at the barren land, "Cancer should be on his way. He better be." Damian says to himself.

a bunch of leaves formed in a circle and then Cancer apearred.

"You called?"

Damian smiles, "Yes. Are you ready for the curse mark?" Damian asks. Damian knew Cancer was a soldier, but the pain of the curse mark was greater than that of a blade.

Cancer pulled back the collar on his jacket, exposing th side of his neck.

"Ready."

Damian holds the palm of his hand on Cancer's neck, Amaterasu begins to form on that space and swirls around as well as burning Cancer.

Cancer closed his eyes, listeining to the scence changed before him. The land around him turned into a lake. At first, Cancer was able to take the pain, but then it got intenst. Cancer screwed his eyes tightly closed, trying no to take the pain.

"Dammit, Cross! It's starting to fucking hurt!!!"

Damian would smile, the Amaterasu would begin to form into what would be Cancer's curse mark. The design would look similar to that of a pentagram inside a circle. "There we are. Happy now, cry baby?" Damian laughs.