"Sir, wake up." A guard said to the sleeping man. It was Marco. His dream had ended, and he had no recollection of the details."Follow me." The guard scowled. They stuck him in chains and led him to the castle of DCG. They took him to the King."Marco, I will give you this gift if you bring me the witch Angeline's head." Marco wanted the gift, so he came to the hut. There lay the note the same note as in the dream. When he finished reading it and refused, it vanished, but the witch appeared."Marco, you have a choice." A knife appeared."Cut off my head and get the gift, or don't kill me and receive nothing." The witch knew how the dream ended, but Marco changed his fate. With a mighty swing, Angeline's head was lying on the wood floor. Marco took the head to the King."Here, my King, now give me the gift." Marco said. The King handed the bag to him. As Marco went to open it, he stopped at the item he received."What is this?" Then the King's head fell off, and was replaced by Angeline's."You have changed your fate, now I will fix that." That night a two funerals were held. For the King and for Angeline, but Marco got his gift: a trip to a guillotine.
The DCG doesn't exist anymore. It is now called the United States, but to this day, descendants of the King, Angeline, and Marco die on the same day, all losing there heads, who knows, you may be a descendant of Marco.
The End?
