Father Toro inspected my every condition, including my 'voices' in my head, my urge to kill, and my now obviously appearing crimson eyes "Oh my, it seems poor Phil here has been allegedly possessed by an ancient power known by the oldest villager stories as बुराई इकाई" He said in a strange language. "It's in Hindi. It's meaning is 'evil entity'." I gasped in awe knowing I'm the host of an ancient spirit known by the oldest of villager tribes.
"बुराई इकाई is the god of evil within these worlds. He was sealed in a hollow glass sphere marked with 'तीन सौ और तीन' which has the meaning of Three Hundred and Three." I groaned and told everyone I was the one that released बुराई इकाई. "Oh my! Well shame upon you Phillips Sanders!" He walked around the back of his house and came out with a transparent orb marked with 'तीन सौ और तीन' Suddenly I felt myself fading as something inside me wanted to take over. It succeded. "Aghhhh! Get that thing away from me!" I yelled. "Away with you demon!" Toro said as Johnathan and Keira grabbed my overtaken body and placed it onto a table tying me down "Noooooo! Not again!" I cried out as Toro started uttering words in Hindi...
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The Curse of The Red Pearl
FanfictionAn explorer named Phillip Sanders gets more than what he bargained for when he is affected by the power of a mysterious pearl he found...
