Lawrence was incredibly unlucky. In his previous life, he was crushed to death by a transforming semi-truck.
His golden finger was a System that kept getting stuck on bugs and had somehow connected to supernatural dungeons. What a disgrace.
Born into the Holy Light Church, he bore a hereditary curse passed down through thirty-four generations. The curse reversed every buff he used on himself, and every buff used on him.
When he cast Courage, it became a wide-area aura of fear. When he used the Holy Light of Charity, a gray-green death mist devoured the vitality of all it touched.
The curse could even cast Charm on intelligent beings in the evil faction.
He vowed to break the curse, no matter what!
But the love he received from the dead and the abyss made him dream of a bright future.
