“A women's last day”

This story takes place in the old days. A women whose home was invaded right before her wedding and a butcher, who is a cannibal, cut her face off. And she had a veil that nobody could see through, not even the gods themselves. Then her wedding came, her fiancee took off her veil to kiss her, he then fell to the floor. She never knew that the butcher that did this put a curse on her making anyone who ever see’s her face, will die right in their place.

She lives on killing people when the take off her veil. One day, she was going to kill a man who did only good to her, but then she found out he wasn't mortal. He was actually was a centaur and would not be affected, even though he was half mortal.

A couple years go by, and they get married and live happily ever after. Until the centaur eventually die’s. She never knew that the curse also makes the first person you kiss the one you are tied to till “death do us part.” She then die’s happily having being in love with the centaur and lived by him.

(Sorry if the story is really, really, short. This was originally an oc idea made by a friend that I then made into a story, I feel like if I edited more, it would be way better. Especially if it was way longer. Have a good day, Adios, Au revior, Auf Wiedersehen, Tschüss, Arrivederci, Ciao, Adeus, Sayonara. Goodbye.)