You don’t walk haunted paths alone. You walk them escorted—guarded by powers older than fear.

The best protection isn’t armor—it’s absence. You want power? Don’t look like a threat. Don’t look like prey. Don’t look like anything.

Cursing by its very nature is subversive, profaning society’s strength by forcing an order in accordance with an individual’s will, utilizing and partnering with chaos. It blasphemes against Fate by kicking over the scales of Justice, snatching Her sword, and wielding it in our own Name, for our own good.