Chapter 8 (2/2)

Why did you abandon me?

Why didn’t my mom want to take care of me?

Why did you leave me behind first?

Why isn’t anybody looking at me?

At least one of them could have saved me.

‘…Mom, I miss you.’

Even though no one cared about me, at least my mom looked after me.

Why did you have to leave me behind like that?

Why should we be sacrificed to this story, Mom?

Slowly, a terrible pain climbed up to my body from my feet. The pain and loneliness as if the world seem to have abandoned me. And with the frustrating resentment, I had no choice but to endure crying desperately. Seeing this situation, the thought of passing this responsibility to someone was about to come out of my mouth.

At that moment.

I remembered the flowers that I had forgotten for a while in pain.

‘Where are the flowers?’

Suddenly, I turned my head around. The flowers were laid neatly beside me. When I saw the flowers that were in good condition, unlike me, I could breathe a little bit of clogged breath.

‘Crying…it’s not too late to do it after I succeed .’

I don’t know how much time has passed, but I could see a bluish light permeating the black sky.

I took a deep breath and slowly moved my head. At least, I have to check to see how serious it is.

I closed my eyes tightly to the pain that felt strange, turned my head, and opened my eyes wide.

I don’t know whether it was broken or seriously injured, but a terrible pain came up from the knee. Leaving behind the feeling that these feet were not my feet, I gave strength to my feet, reminding myself that I had no choice but to move.

“Ah.”

It hurts so much. Even with a little bit of strain on my feet, I felt a terrible pain and couldn’t move at all.

“I have to force myself to… drag it and go anyway.”

I just found the flowers, but it’s more unfair to give up in this state than being injured!

The rough breath coming out of my mouth continued to create a white breath.

I could not wait for someone to come to help me here.

“It’s late after dawn…”

Time was flowing without giving me a moment to hesitate.

But, I will succeed and not fail.

I must survive, by all means…

I was full of will.

However, there was a problem.

I had no idea where this place was. I’ve never been out of the gate before, and I even lost my way because the animals chased me…

‘I think the butterfly I saw a little while ago is gone…’

How am I supposed to find the way?

I felt tremendous pain all over my body, especially on my wounded right leg, and even though my temperature dropped, a cold sweat covered my back.

I slowly turned my head and tried to figure out this place. And then, as if waiting for me, the purple butterfly appeared again.

“… Are you going to take me back again?”

There was no answer because it wasn’t a person, but the butterfly took action instead of words. Just like when it guided me a while ago, It took the lead by flapping its wings.

As if I was possessed by something, I forced myself to pull my immobile leg and began to follow the butterfly.

Passing under a dark tree that covers the bright moonlight, and then through the bushes. Even if the road was long, I decided to believe this butterfly that led me to flowers.

But that’s another story when your body is at its limit.

‘It hurts…’

The pain on my legs was hard to bear. My body began to whine as if it had really reached its limit. The front gradually blurred, and the legs were losing strength.

‘Butterfly…’

In this situation where I am about to lose consciousness, the only thing I could believe in was the butterfly in front of me.

The purple butterfly’s fluttering wings gradually started to fade.

Is my vision blurring or is the butterfly fading away?

However, when I extended my hand forward, thinking that I shouldn’t miss it, my body which had endured for a while, failed to balance and began to fall forward.

‘Is it…the end?’

Was it not the butterfly disappearing, but my consciousness blurring?

The moment of falling forward came slowly, very slowly, like death.

When I sensed the pain and closed my eyes just before I hit the floor, someone appeared like a miracle and held my body.

“Whoo… thank God.”

Ah, that’s a familiar voice.

“…Lennox?”

I slowly opened my closed eyes because of the warmth that I felt from the touch.

Before I knew it, I was out of the dark forest and under the bright moon. Lennox, who suddenly appeared, managed to hold me before I fell.

I could see the sweat on his forehead as if he was running around hard. His sound of breathing was rough, although not as bad as mine.

“You …”

Lennox opened his mouth to speak, but then he stiffened his face with surprise. His gaze descended from my head, and when it reached the tip of my toes, his forehead crumpled visibly.

“Oh, my God, crazy…!”

And an angry voice.

‘Why are you angry?’

I don’t know why, but even if you’re angry, will you do me a favor?

Again, I forcibly held back my slowly closing eyes and raised my hands holding the flowers.