"Well... the curse I wrought upon the world is going to happen soon. The eclipse is near." I say.
"What exactly are the details of the curse?" Arthur asks.
"Well-" I start.
"You don't know?!" Arthur yells.
"Give me a minute, it's been five-thousand years." I say.
"Merlin, just spit it out!" Arthur yells.
"Okay, okay, okay. The curse will bring about the rest of my demon army and a storm is brewing." I say.
"A storm? That's your curse?" Jack raises an eyebrow.
"Hey, I was really badly injured, okay? Anyway, the storm will wipe out... every human." I say.
"So... what your saying is-" Jack starts.
"You've doomed us all." Arthur says.
"Yeah." I look down.
Arthur walks forward.
"I swear I am going to rip your face off!" Arthur says.
"Wait!" The rest of them grab Arthur.
"Look, it might not be all bad. We might still have a chance." Snow says.
"How?" Arthur grunts.
"Because the curse isn't exactly complete." I say.
"What?" Arthur raises an eyebrow.
"Yeah. It won't be as strong. The rest of them will need Maziroath and I caged him back." I say.
"Until now?" Arthur crosses his arms.
"...Yeah." I admit.
"Okay, so- how do we stop it?" Snow asks.
"I don't know." I say.
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𝔐𝔞𝔷𝔦𝔯𝔬𝔞𝔱𝔥
FantasyI can't believe I only have one Red Shoes and the Seven Dwarfs. So, I decided to change all that. 5,000 years ago, the demon general Maziroath created a dark curse after the entire demon army tried to take over Fairy Tale Island. The curse was said...
