"Doesn't seem like a curse.." There were cracks in her mask, miniature fissures reflecting on her damaged soul. Nyx was not an opponent in any manner. Even if the Great Beings of the world eventually did stand against the Gods, Nyx was simply an entity that should not exist as an opponent. No matter what.
The Great Beings existed as separate, distinct individuals, with vastly varying views and beliefs; however, the one unifying factor was the maintenance of Order. As creatures distinct from those born of Chaos, there existed a feeling of greater good towards bringing about a balance to the world. To exist as equals with those born from Chaos.
"Wow, she sure is the strongest," Night had the biggest smile on his face, with his chest all puffed up. Even if the game considers Nyx as a Curse, Night had long since moved past that and had accepted Nyx as a benefactor in many ways.
