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"But I don't want to die" she wimpered "No one ever does" he sighed, "But that's not how it works, especially in the Trial. Long Ago, a good king died and his kingdom fell. As everyone knows, all fallen things go to the Devil. With the help of an enchanted crown, there rose a new line of succession. The Hallow Trials. After the death of the old monarch, five are branded with the mark of the Trial. The Doe, The Heir, The Devil's Hand, The Mother, and The Ghost. 5 archetypes doomed to fight for all of eternity. On the night of the blood moon, they are transported to the twisting, infinite labyrinth of the Trial. The only way to get out? To be the last one left alive. The old king was weak, and the Crown wanted fresh blood, he was burned to death in his bed, now 5 Successors must battle for The Crown. Aslin, the Fearful servant. Queen Helena, the calculating matriarch. Prince Xavier, the psychopathic royal suffering from a mysterious accident who hears voices in his head. Renne, a witch in the woods who sold her soul to the Devil years ago. And Ben, a quiet little boy who speaks like someone decades older. The Devil plays with his puppets as they are forced to fight for their lives in The Hallow Trials.
The king was dead. Reene knew this before anyone else. The king was dead and she was a Successor. The old woman looked down as an invisible pen drew a mark on the inside of her left arm, finding a place among the maze of jagged long-ago scars. The crude tattoo of a crown. Reene grinned crookedly. Not just any crown, The Crown, and she was going to win it.
“Let the Hallow Trial begin” she whispered to the darkness. She was ready.
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