Description
In a far far away kingdom, Where magic has been band, and those who used it have been sentenced to death lived a king with two sons. Said king was blinded by his hatred for magic that he not knowingly killed a son of witch. The witch was so saddent and angered by the death of her son that she had cursed the eldest son of the blind king. "Arm for an arm, eye for an eye ... and son for a son... YOU HAVE KILLED MY SON AND NOW YOU SHALL SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR BLIND DEEDS!!!" Was all the old witch said before disappearing from the ends of the earth. The king was devastated as the curse started activating immediately powered by the sons fear of what the curse will do to him. the king hired the best doctors to try and cure his eldest son, but non have succeeded as the curse started consuming his owner. His arms turned black as black feathers started growing on them and he wasn't able to sleep due to extreme nightmares that kept him up. the doctors speculated that the son will either die a painful death or transform into a beast. This of course didn't side well with the king and he commanded to find a cure, but when the doctors and advisers suggested to find a mage who lives in the dark woods and ask him to cure the prince, the king declined it immediately and that no one shall go. The eldest prince of course didn't listen, wanting to get rid of this curse as fast as possible he snick out at night, leaving a letter to let his younger brother and father know that he's going to search for the mage or any way of curing the curse by himself not wanting to trouble his family. And so the journey of Reaper Renrik (hope I spelled it right) began. (This is my first story and it may be bad and have horid grammar at times but I will try. this story is inspired by "the owl house" and "Merlin" )
Prologue
