Hegemon knew Amona was right.
She had love for no one, and that "no one" included Hegemon.
Hegemon fell to his knees, shocked and in disbelief. However, it didn't take long before he was filled to the brim with rage.
"How dare you reject my love for you!" Hegemon yelled to the sky as it began to darken and fill with the rumbling sound of angry clouds.
"You shall feel the pain that I feel, and suffer for the rest of eternity!"
Hegemon jolted his hand to the dark sky and used a powerful spell he learned over the many years he spent in conquest of the continent.
An eternal spell, the one Hegemon used, was the most powerful of all spells. To activate itself, the spell sucked up all of the energy within Hegemon.
Thus Hegemon lost all his strength, influence, and body. All that he had conquered, all that he had taken, and all that he gained he lost to complete this spell.
The only part that remained of Hegemon was his soul. A ghost visible only to himself, he was neither dead nor alive.
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The Curse of Amona
Short StoryMany years ago there lived a princess by the name Amona. She was cursed by the evil king Hegemon, with the curse of unrequited love. To love, but to never be loved. That was her fate.
