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by TheDormouse
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In this magical world, where all kind of creatures live side to side, there was a young boy. This boy was really handsome, it was like a curse. His mom fell for him even though he was really young. His father locked him in his room. The boy may never leave the chamber without a mask. So he got tons of masks. He could wear which one he liked whenever he liked it. As a boy he didn't go outside, because each time he wanted to go out, he had  to wear a mask. When he grew older he got more used to the loneliness. He bought a castle, there he lived alone for a while. But working alone in such a big castle was too much work, so he tried to hire some men. Some applied and he gave them work. He and his servants started bonding and they came to know he wasn't that bad at all and certainly not that scary. They all learned why he had to wear that mask. And they were happy. Why? Because of his good intensions. But one day everything changed. The young man named Ethan started to call himself Nathan. He grinned viciously and fired all his servants. The next day he was on the streets handing out flyers. He was seeking for female employments. Every woman who came to apply fell instantly in love, just by looking at him. He promised all those women to marry them. And so he had a castle full of female amusement. When he wanted to be left alone he just put on a mask of his choice. And then he would go to town. One day a woman approached him asking why he was wearing a mask. "Oh sorry, is it scary?" he said. "No, it's just I want to know the reason." His heart had skipped a beat. He was overwhelmed. "I have a curse." he answered without lying. "What kind of curse?" the woman asked. "I have to go." he said quickly and he ran away. He began to think. "This woman, why is she interested? Why should she care?" A lot of other questions overwhelmed his mind while he was running to his castle. His harem welcomed him, but he didn't noticed. He was thinking about the woman who had asked him straight away why he wore the mask. A voice was ringing through his mind. And it said: "You think too much. It's time I take over again." He lost his mind and body to the demon again. He hated the feeling, the feeling of being locked up in a dark room, like his father did to him. Nathan was keeping his harem busy. And partied with his wives. Days and days had passed by. Ethan came out again. He took his mask and went to town. went? He ran. When he came in town he began looking for the woman. She was nowhere to be found. But she found him. "Long time no see." she said. Without hesitation Ethan said: "Last time you asked me what my curse was. I will answer. My curse is being handsome. I am so handsome that every woman who gets a glimpse of me falls in love, instantly." She laughed and said: "Do I have to believe that?" "Of course. I have prove." He grabbed her arm and ran to his castle, he had let her see all of the woman and then ran out of his castle again. "But there is something else. Something bad happened while I was relaxing. A demon entered my body. And this demon has given me this huge harem. But I never wanted it. So I need help. I have to get rid of this demon in me." "but how?" she asked with big eyes. "Shoot me." "What?!" "That's the only option." "I won't do that." And she walked away. After a while he went back and asked her the same question, but she wouldn't give in. And more days like that came. But the woman started to love this man, even without knowing his face or his name. And more as ever she refused his appeal. She couldn't kill the man she loved. On a day he came to her sweating. "Please, I really need you to kill me. More and more days go by. And I am being put more in that little black space that's hidden in myself. Please, I need you to kill me. You're the only friend I have ever had and ever wanted. I am happy now. So let me die happily. Kill me, please." he begged. She cried. "I can't. I can't. I love you." she said. He looked at her face, stroked her hair and kissed her. He got courage. Softly he said once again: "Kill me, my dear."  He pushed a small gun in her hands. "When I am dead, take of my mask and look at the man you loved. Then you will know how I looked like." He pushed her finger on the trigger, he aimed at his heart. "Pull over the trigger, my sweet." He pushed her finger more. Then a shot echoed in the town. He fell on his back. The woman still had the gun in her hands. She was in total shock. The gun fell. She fell. She fell on her knees beside the man she loved. She took of the mask. She admired his face, stroked his hair and kissed his cheek. She gave him her necklace and let him had a graceful burial.

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