The Lycan's Curse
Not actually he's, but the hag he consume in the heat of the moment!
This happen a century ago, a year after their imprisonment...
“Hey, man,” the old man appear before him, plastered in his lips a gentle smile. “Are you trap in here? You don't seem to be a huntress nor a wolf though,” he scan him and reveal a disappointed look.
“I'm nothing but a mere peasant,” he said, turn away. The old man didn't seem to be giving up, even goes so far of blocking the path to the deep of the forest. He said, “Ooops, are you suicidal? That's way to hell!”
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