The Curse Upon Him

Prologue

Damien POV

At the time of my death I didn't feel anything, sadly while the sword slashed through me not only my blood was spilled.
I had been forced to my knees to watch everyone before me be killed. There was the corpse of all of my friends, family, townspeople, and warriors. They had put fire to all of my towns, and now that same fire licked at the corpses. I had been saved for last, for their leader was to kill me. Now with the sword in me, I coughed up that sick crimson liquid that was all around me. When he retrieved his sword I felt a burning sensation like none other. I screamed in pain but the flesh wound had already been closed.

At that point in time I had not known a curse had been put upon me the day I was born, one that forced me to stay and roam this earth each day making me a spectator to unspeakable events, and if I ever dare fall in love or care for someone I would be there to witness them die. But still, nothing that I could do would help or stop the pain they felt. This curse was to disappear when I had finally found what I was made to do. But hadn't I already found that? Wasn't I made to lead all of my used to be people, our was my purpose in life bigger than that? But is this a curse or a blessing. A blessing to try and help the future of this earth but a curse for me to see everything I loved or cared for die in front of me. My name is Damien and now I have to walk this earth to save what humanity may ripen too.

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