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In the home of the hag, extinguish all joy and preserve all misery, for a sip of the cauldron for thee.

Come forth, child. You've ventured this far into a strange land, do not be coy now.

Blood is the price, Cursemarked. Oh yes, you will pay it many times over.

Now take your life, mingle your blood with this land, and be bound to it.

The Eye of the Void shall witness you, and the wheel of Valoria shall spin.

Thank you for completing our demo. The game is available for purchase on Steam now.

In the full game, you will be able to continue where you left off in the demo.

Ever........ Ready........ For........

The..........

Battle..... To....... Come........

Thank you for playing the Early Access version of Cursemark. You have beaten all the available bosses, but a lot more content is in the works. Feel free to keep experimenting with builds, solving secrets, and exploring.

Boil the seas, burn the trees... Pillage the future to fix the past... Ehehehe... What future do we have, anyway?

A book is firestarter, love is a cruel trick, hope is a fish hook... Ehehehe... You know this to be true.

Do not ask where the Runes come from, would you really want the answer anyway?

Don't bother with hope, if you want my advice. Tomorrow is a long ways away...

Ehehehe... you can't really help yourself, can you? Don't feel bad, just take what you need...

His soul may never ascend,

He who bears the Cursemark.

A tether to this lesser plane,

Prison to the deathless.

Ah, another hopeful ascendant... I fear I have limited welcome to offer you.

Pah, hope. What an arrogant concept. Humility will serve you much better in this place.

Runes are sacred and precious things, creations of the Empyrean Eye.

It does not do to dwell on our cursed lot in life.

To accept our punishment is divine.

The rune holds power most knaves barely understand.

The subtle inscriptions, the faint heat, the glow... ahh the rune is truly a marvelous thing.

A man of light has much to fear moving through dark lands. Better to keep your head down and avert the evil gaze.

It is not just your feet on this journey, it is your soul as well. Never let either rest too long...

There is no answer to "why", all things are exactly as they are. If you ask "why", you may as well ask a stone.

Continue your work, Cursemarked. Keep your eyes only a little ahead of you.

Your body may move in a wheel of life and death, but your soul advances ever onwards.

You damn pathetic worms, crawling out of the ground. Endless, endless streams of you.

How many times must I crush you underfoot, again and again, before you stop?

The deathless road we walk is long, and tiresome, and old. Succor is rare, and I have little to offer.

I still see an ember burning in you... good, good...

On and on, eh? This world may reduce us by half, again and again, but never quite brings us to nothing.

To be safe in nothingness, that is the evil offer we must refuse daily.

To give what little we have, is the only way to get more.

Ah, a new soul is trapped in the spiritual rapids. Please, come talk to me when you can.

The Seven alignments, the Seven seals, Seven sources of power. Draw deeply from them and prosper.

Yes, drink from the wellspring of knowledge, and grow.

The Dragons, the Giants, the Old Gods, all gone now. But traces of their power remains.

The centuries have come and gone, but their wisdom lingers in me.

Listen and prosper, fair Knight.

Greetings, Cursemarked... it's been many years since the last sorrowful visitor appeared here.

I see the contemptible Void Eye has pierced you, alas. It's poison straight to the heart.

As a small comfort, please take this, I offer it humbly.

An Attunement Sigil... its small warmth is a rare thing in this place.

Bring me them, and I will shed their warmth upon you, enlightening you to new skills.