The *Kiss of Death*—one of the more infamous plagues in this world—was feared by many. If you listed the symptoms, there were striking similarities to the flu.
It came with severe headaches, fever, chills, and muscle pain. The peculiar thing about this disease was that those who died from it had blackened lips, earning the name *Kiss of Death*.
'The bigger problem is that it is both highly contagious and fatal.'
Once it spread, calling it a disaster wouldn't be an exaggeration. Wasn't that the case the last time Peltron cursed the staff quarters?
Abel had been excited then, thinking it might be the *Kiss of Death*.
But this time, it wasn't a prank. The plague seemed to be real. Ominous reports were coming in from everywhere.
"It seems certain, Your Majesty," Deacon Miller Xavier spoke with a somber expression.
He had just finished his investigation, and all signs now pointed to an outbreak of plague throughout the city.
