HEART OF CURSE
The story begins with the one who would become the most terrifying guardian of the school of dark arts
an elf with small thoughts of greatness, but with a very specific goal... to be able to learn the magic that was rumored to appear on Halloween night very close to the school of dark arts
indecipherable magic for the soul of someone without a real shadow in their heart. This little elf, cunning elf, intriguing elf began his journey days before the long-awaited night of Halloween, practicing the black language
used by his fellow dark elves.
A few days had passed, and we found ourselves at dusk on Halloween night with our little friend near the maze that marked the main entrance to the school of dark arts.
He began the ritual necessary to learn the magic that would appear that night, hunting a bat very close by. He opened its chest with a black dagger and extracted its heart, holding it in his hands
and then eating it. With the blood, he made a symbol on the floor that would conjure up a ghost with scythes in its hands.
With its red eyes, it curses the little elf, turning the shadow of his little heart and him into a dark elf. Now cursed, he could no longer leave the school of dark arts, and in order to live and continue learning
Every spell and curse in that place should kill and eat the hearts of visitors every Halloween night.
“Greed and ambition were their downfall.”
P.S.: My English isn't very good.
