THE CURSED

Chris flutters open his eyes to see himself inside a deep pit rounded by two-headed lions and pythons. He groans in pain and tries to stand but staggers and falls. The pit suddenly started vibrating and a huge figure in dark apparel with a crown on his head appears and takes a peek at him. "You deemed yourself worthy to walk the face of the Ancient Kingdom of the Earth Beings mortal?" He asks and his loud laughter echoes.

So many figures started appearing. Some had animal heads and human bodies while others had human heads and animal bodies.

"He must be bold to have made up his mind to walk into his death..."

"Who is he...?"

"He looks like one who commands..."

"He doesn't look like a mortal..."

"He isn't even moved by our presence..." Murmurings upon murmurings echoes.

"Enough!" The first figure who can be discerned to be their king shrieks and everywhere goes silent.

Chris looks at them and bows with his face to the ground. "I don't deem myse