"Be careful who you trust, the devil was once an angel."
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Kai Parker is now stuck in the 1903 prison world, although, that isn't going to stop Cheryl Glade from getting him back. No, she doesn't love him...
"So, what are you looking forward to when we get out ?", I made conversation while we were walking in the forest.
"I have some things in mind." He trailed off, tilting his head, a smirk attached to his lips.
This either involves a love interest or a master plan to get back at those who locked him up, or both. It's hard to say with Kai.
"Why do I sense a revenge somewhere ?", I inquired rhetorically.
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"'Cause that's what I do ?, he laughed. "What about you ? Oh right, the curse thingy."
"Which, you're gonna help me with.", I finished.
"Can't it wait ? I have a magnificent vengeance to prepare and I'm feeling inspired.", he pouted his lips.
"The faster we fix me, the better then !", I clenched my jaw.
Little did he know, if we didn't, the curse would end my life.
"What's this ?", he asked, moving his hand around towards my face.
"What ? Where ?"
"What's that expression on your face ?", he sounded genuinely perplexed.
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I scratched my neck, hesitating on whether or not I should tell him. "This curse, it's a death curse."
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Flashback Night of June 30th 2013
"Why don't you just end this by killing me ?", I managed to shout.
"Oh, don't worry about that yet, my dear."
She walked closer to me before continuing her little speech.
"You will experience emotional and physical pain like never before, but the fun part is: it won't even be coming from me. You will live for 30 more full moons until your powers consume you. They will take over your mind and your body. You may ask about death now, well I can assure you, you will beg anyone you come across to cut short your misery. It's not me you shall be afraid of, it's no one but yourself. You will be your own undoing."
