A Curse of the First

•«PROLOGUE»•

Melt moved through the blue forests of her kingdom. She was in the form of a Maomded, as she walked close to Maomd.

A tall Maomded approached her. "Melt?!" The Maomded said happily.

Melt nodded and walked over to him. "I missed you, Bracken," she whispered, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"I missed you as well," Bracken said. "If you're able to look like a Maomded, why don't you just stay as a Maomded and live with me forever?"

Melt shook her head. "You know your dad would find out eventually that I'm a Phobiaeo. I wouldn't live as long as you anyways." She sighed, pulling him into a hug.

Bracken hugged her back with another sigh. "Why did I have to meet you?" he muttered.

"Because you would be a terrible Maomded if you didn't." Melt said, a sad smile on her face.

"What will I do when you're gone?" Bracken cried out, tears forming in his eyes.

"Just rule fairly." She said, wiping the tears streaming down his face away.

He hugged her tighter and Melt pulled out. "I have to go now," she whispered, pulling away from his hug.

"Why?" Bracken asked, wiping away more tears.

"Because I can't stay forever," Melt replied. "You should've thought about that before you befriended me."

"Wait," He breathed out. "You're about to die?!" he cried.

Melt nodded. "My time has come." She transformed into the black blob she really was.

"I'll miss you, Melt." Bracken sobbed, watching her die, melting into the ground in front of him.