Monster's Curse

Tame’s hand touched the cold door knob and a shock ran through his spine. A cold, deep, menacing voice creeped into the air. “You are different. You are strong. Pass my test and I shall grant you an audience. Fail though, and your body will become as cold as this door.”

Tame retracted his hand from the door as his breath came out in frosty clouds. He was freezing and magical fear coursed through his body, causing him to shiver and shake. Few creatures had power like this, and fewer still had enough power to so easily corrupt him with their magic. However, one part of him was warm. His chest, the metal. A promise that what lies behind the door may save him.

However, is that enough to keep him going?

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