Two hundred years ago.. I had cursed that land, for every innocent being they punish or blood they spilt, a piece of their souls leave their bodies and sent to the underworld. Leaving their fate in hell.. But this curse could only ever be broken by love. One of my blood and one of the cursed who's heart is coldest must fall in love and fill this land with kindness.. Only then shall these souls be free of eternal hell.. But this must happen before the last of my descendent takes their last breathe... While time passed, The Cursed remained dormant while waiting for a Royalle descendent to break their misery. As fate had it, The Cursed was blessed with the last Royalle.. I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples while trying to process all this information, knowing I was surrounded by the mentally unstable, playing along with this charade for too long. As soon as i was done processing, I said out loud than to myself "I, Elizabeth Crescent Royalle, last descendent of the powerful sorceress Evelyne Royalle, didn't think that this town and towns people of Witherstone would be cursed. I didnt know that I was the last person on earth that can set them free. I also didn't know that my soul mate was Dominic Krown Withers.." It just got real.All Rights Reserved
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