It is said in a distant kingdom that one of the King's childrens disappeared in the Briar Valley because of the curiosity to know if there would be more flowers near a lake which no one dared to ask. The disappearance of the younger caused many rumors but few solutions...

No one knew that that they had provoked the wrath of a powerful sorcerer which little by little he would begin to feel something more than just annoyance...

In a crystal clear lake, surrounded by the evening mist, there was a delicate and dazzling creature. A swan swam slowly through the calm waters, its silver feathers glistening in the sunset.

However, something was about to change. It was then that a light breeze blew through the treetops, and a silvery light filled the night.

In a flash, you became a person again, the silver feathers would turn into silky hair, and the swan wings would turn into light white clothing.

"I guess I'm on time" Malleus muttered, resting his shoulder on a thick tree while smiling mockingly.

More than two winters had passed and you still couldn't find a way to free yourself from the spell.

"You know? It's better to be a swan than a skunk" He mocked a little, apart from having cast a spell on you, did he dare to mock you? Even though it was your fault for exploring an area that was forbidden to enter...

A slight grimace appeared on his lips as you kicked the water out of the lake, wetting his face. "Your little one..." His right eye twitched a little as he gritted his teeth, but then he sighed and muttered. "Be glad you didn't It's daytime, I would have plucked your feathers..." He mocked while adjusting his wet hair.