You blue, ugly red-eyed beast.

I curse your life, you will never have anyone's true and tender love until you die.

I curse that your kingdom will be frozen forever, and there will be no day when the ice and snow will melt.

This is the punishment you deserve for not being grateful and killing your biological father.

is that so?You fake old bastard!

The blue-skinned monster showed a ferocious and mocking smile at the witch, his eyes seemed to be filled with blood that was about to overflow.

So who are you going to punish me for?God?No, he abandoned me when he let my biological father abandon me to an ice field to fend for myself.

Or my father?

He should thank you for turning me into a monster who looks so much like him.

The witch shook her head sadly and pitifully.

Your heart is filled with hatred, and you will not be fit for the duties of a king.

As a result, countless thick vines climbed up the doors and windows of the castle, as if wearing an ugly and weird dark green robe for it; the sky became as dark as if it was soaked in ink, and the entire Jotunheim sky All was dimmed; spiders weaved their webs in the corners, the golden throne was thick with dust, and all beauty and splendor fell asleep.

I am your king and you have turned your back on me!

The little monster with red eyes roared, and a muffled thunder rumbled in the sky.

The echo of his roar resounded in the desolate castle, but no one responded.

The little monster stood silently in the empty palace for a long time, the wall was illuminated by lightning, reflecting his thin shadow.

There's nothing wrong with that, maybe I was born a child of Satan.

Just curse me, he murmured, just curse me.

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