Untold
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What if the beauty was hunting the beast? A strange dark power is endangering the stories, a power strong enough to destroy every story it encounters. desperate to save the stories, the narrators must find the Calic, a myth about four elemental powers strong enough to destroy any threat. When the narrators acquire a map that could lead them to the Calic, they find out that they are hidden in four stories: Beauty and The Beast, The Little Mermaid, Pocachontas, and Mulan. To find the Calic and save the stories, The narrators must make a choice that could change the fate of everyone.
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