11 Aug 2016
They grew up in literal hell. They walked in the dilapidated streets that reflected the absolute poverty that Auradon had condemned them to. They knew nothing of love or friendship, all they knew was survival, hatred, and a thirst for revenge. And that was how they met. They met in survival and in revenge and through those actions they formed a connection that was unlike any other the magical world had seen before. Auradon would discover in due time that they had made a mistake in condemning the children of the villains, they could have saved the children from becoming like their villainous parents and raised them to be good. But no, they had only brought this destruction upon themselves. What would eventually come to pass would be through no fault but their own. And they would watch their perfect world burn down around them. And it would be All. Their. Fault.