I pulled up the empty bucket from the well. Seeing that it was empty, I shoved it back with a disappointed face."...The well is dried up here too. How can we live then?" A man's voice came out of my mouth.I carried the sack bag containing the potatoes that I just dug. My cotton pants that were originally white were now yellowed and grey. The straw sandals under my feet were starting to break down.My whole body aches due to overworking and the dryness on my lips told me that my body was dehydrated.However, I have no choice but to go on despite the thirst I was feeling.I started to walk as my mind wandered. This time, I am not confused as I was before when I was in a demon's stomach. This experience was obviously from the ancient demon. This process started when our souls merge.There's nothing I can do inside here but experienced the same thing that happened with the ancient demon. All I could do was hope that Lucas would come up with something to defeat the demon.I just need to
The men yesterday appeared before me. They were the four strong and big men just minus the man who took my bag. Instinctively, I clenched my hold on the sack. These guys...did they follow me? One of the men stepped forward and eyed my bulging sack. "It seems like you have a good harvest. If we did not see the blood on the ground, we would follow you deeper into the mountain. It's a good thing you arrived alive and well. Now, hand me the bag." I stepped back. These people were determined to steal my food. I don't have any other choice but to run back to the mountain. "He's escaping! After him! We will split the spoils!" They ran after me. It was only the adrenaline rush that was keeping me to run. But if they continued the chase, I would be eventually caught. My straw sandals finally broke and the blister under my feet bleed. The loss of blood and my hunger caused the dizziness to strike me stronger. In the end, I can't outrun the four strong men. They caught me. Being caugh
I don't know when they talked about this, but their plan changed. They become more ambitious. However, there was also a part of me that these people might succeed. They were four strong men, and the beast was only one. I - the man- continued to beg to let me go. I even told them that I would tell them the place where I dug the sweet potatoes. But the men seemed to lose interest in the potatoes, they wanted meat instead. In the end, they locked me up and did not even bother to give me food or water. As I waited for the next day, the hunger was starting to kill me. Without food or water, I was starved there for the whole day. I could only wait for death. But no matter how much I waited, the men did not come back. The next day came, and I was still alive. The starvation was too much that I really wish everything here would end. But no one came to take my life. Even those bastards did not come back. I could only torture myself slowly to death. This continued for three days. I w
I opened my mouth, and shouted as much as I can. 'Lucas, rope! Take the rope!' Lucas! Tie him up! To the pillar! Lucas! However, my voice was so small. The black mass around me was preventing my movements or letting out my voice. How could Lucas hear me then? There's no other way. I need to take control of the demon's mouth. This made me remember the time I was going under phase three when I merged with the demon. That world was my world and the demon's. Since we are merging, it is our world alone. I could only win by defeating that demon in that world. But unlike right now, I have no way to defeat it like in phase three. First because, I am against an ancient demon who had a lot of soul power than I am. Fighting with the demon, was making the demon swallow me a lot easier. Since that was the case, then I could only control things within this demon but not dominate it. Lucas said I could be whatever I am in my world. Since we are merging, I could also at least do a little bit.
I felt that there was someone holding me. There was movement around me then I was held again. Voices that seemed far away sounded in my surroundings. ".....oo much." "...she is....ly...appearing..." "...elp her!" Their voices were indistinct and I could not make out any meaning through their words. Or perhaps it was my thoughts that were difficult to gather. I could feel the people around me move. There were some argument, and chaotic voices but I could not understand it all. I tried to open my eyes or move my finger. But sensing my surroundings was already hard. Opening my eyes or moving was more troublesome. In the end, I decided to just focus around me amidst the darkness I see. I felt something pierced at the core of my soul. Then a worried gentle voice sounded in my ears. "...This is the last time, Kelly...You won't be put in danger again, I promise." Then I was pulled again to the blankness. .... The world I am seeing was familiar. It was in ancient times when a dr
I looked closely again, but all his pictures were distorted. Perhaps this was because I had no clear view of my father currently, is that it? But I remembered my mother so clearly now. Perhaps, the existence of my mother was stronger in my subconscious than my father. I put down the picture frame. I heard the giggle of the little girl running upstairs. My mother's voice followed. "What I said about running?" The little girl halted and slow down her steps as she walked upstairs. She answered back. Her childish voice sounded all the way down the staircase. "No running after the meal!" "Good! My princess, listen well. I will check later if you brush your teeth or not." "Roger!" My mother looked amused at my answer. She chuckled. "Where did she learn that?" I also wondered, so I have been this playful yet behave since I was a child? I nodded. That was gratifying to know that I am not a bad kid. My mother helped the maids in the house chores. I followed my mother for a while.
The car stopped in front of the familiar school. I did not dare to blink my eyes on the way. Because the destination was the school I probably know, then there's a big possibility I could find the house from there. I just hoped that this memory of phase three would not be forgotten the moment I was out. I stared at the school in front of me. This was the all-girls school I know about. Although the style of the uniform of the students changed a bit, and the school was a lot smaller than the present one, there was no doubt that this was the school Jia and I attended. So my father was actually the owner of this school? This made the investigation a lot easier. I just need to go to the President's office and squat there to meet my father. I desperately sink this information into my mind. So when I came back, I could start my investigation there. No more running around without direction! Don't you dare forget this information, Kelly! I noted to myself as I followed my mother toward t
A/n: I have published a draft yesterday. But now it's fixed. Thanks for waiting. ***** I don't know how long I was in these memories. It might have been a split moment or eternity. I watched as my mother and that scumbag went through the divorce. My mother was a simple housewife. Everything that belonged to her had been put under her husband's name. The big house, the car, and other properties. My mother tried her best to fight in court. However, my mother had no other influence or connection to lean on, unlike my father. She lost everything. The only thing she desperately fight for and was able to win was me. I watched as the big house was stripped away from us. The little girl and I stood in front of the gate. The moving company was all set and ready. The only things we were able to get from this house are my clothes and my mother's belongings. We could not even get a single piece of furniture. "Ally. You are moving now? " The pretty aunt neighbor walked up to us. Behind he