The Cursed King

The Cursed King

Long ago, in a giant and wealthy kingdom, there reigned a robust king named Veerendra. He became wise, effective, and loved with the aid of using his people. His grand palace stood tall on the best hill, its golden towers sparkling beneath the sun. Yet, below this magnificence, the king bore a terrifying mystery—he became cursed.

Legends concerning his curse unfolded throughout the land. Some claimed he had angered an effective sage, whilst others believed he had damaged an historic pact. But the reality became a way greater terrifying. The Mysterious Nights Every night, as darkness engulfed the kingdom, something extraordinary could happen. The king could vanish from his chambers without a trace. His royal guards could locate his mattress empty, his gowns scattered on the ground. And simply earlier than dawn, they could find out his mendacity at the bloodless stone ground of his room—his face pale, his frame trembling, and his eyes full of terror. Only the royal priest knew a fragment of the reality. One night, he secretly observed the king and determined him within the depths of the palace dungeon, mendacity at the ground, included in extraordinary, black marks. When the priest requested him what became happening, the king, shaking in fear, whispered, “It is coming for me… the shadow that watches…”

The Arrival of the Wanderer

Years passed, and one day, a younger visitor named Arin arrived withinside the kingdom. He became fearless and curious, constantly looking for untold mysteries. When he heard the stories of the cursed king, he vowed to find the reality.

Disguising himself as a palace guard, Arin waited till midnight. As the moon shone brightly, he witnessed something unbelievable—the sound asleep king slowly dwindled into mist and vanished into thin air! Determined, Arin observed the faint strains left behind. The course led him via hidden corridors, down right into a mystery underground chamber below the palace. There, within the coronary heart of the darkness, he observed something unnatural.The origin of Curse in the center of the basement was an old mirror, with its surface shining torn and shining with an eerie blue light. The king went slowly, his movements slowly as if he were being pulled by an invisible force. Allin grabbed the air when he noticed something terrible - the King's reflection did not move with him! Instead, it laughed at the malignant and reached for the true king with a suspicious hand.

At that moment, Allin realized the truth. The king's curse was not the work of a wise God or a vengeful God. It was a dark spell thrown into the mirror itself. Many years ago, the king came across this enchanting mirror, which he had no realised his terrible strength. The legend spoke about the ability to capture a soul and divide one person into two parts. One is in the real world, the other is in the depths of the mirror. Every night, the King's shadow self-self pulled him in the mirror forever, trying to replace him in the real world.

Breaking the curse. Allin knew that the only way to break the curse was to destroy the mirror. However, such objects bound by old magic could not be broken so easily.

He noticed a bit - the Shadow King became weaker than the surface of the mirror. This was the only moment.

With his heart, Allin pulled out a silver dagger blessed with the power of God. When the shadow hand reached for the king, Allin fell forward, his dagger falling into the middle of the mirror!

Deafening screams came into the room. The floor trembled violently as the mirror hit a thousand pieces. From within, countless dark figures captured the souls of the past and disappeared into the air.

The king fell to the ground. His face, once full of pain, now looked peaceful. The curse has finally broken.

The next morning, when the sun rose, the people of the king saw the king in front of the gates of the palace. The dark shadows that had been going on for years have disappeared. The country was happy.

Like

Arin? He just smiled and disappeared to the horizon, searching for his next adventure.

, but deep inside the palace, the small shards hidden in the dust and ruins of the broken mirror were not broken.

And I stirred up the shaded form inside.

grinned.

I've waited.