Chapter 33: Running Away (1/2)
??? POV III 1/2
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After two days of preparing behind my parent's backs, I finally am ready…
I packed a few things inside a leather bag, which I wrapped around my body…
It is deep in the night and they are sleeping soundly.
Through these last two nights, I have been having the same nightmare as before.
But it keeps getting even worse.
Why?
Why did this thing come to my second life?
How can it even do such a thing? Wouldn't my soul come here?
Was that thing… parasitizing my very soul?
I am so scared of going outside…
I want to stay with papa and mama…
But I can't… bear to think that one day I will… I might… kill them…
I don't want this…
I don't want this… at all.
I have to run away…
I will… one day come back.
When… I am strong enough to not be taken over this power…
I promise…
As I glance back at my little house, tears begin to drip out of my eyes without realizing it.
As an Ice Giant, I am immune to cold and resistant to ice, so even by being in the middle of the icy night, I don't feel discomfort.
I pray to Ymir, as I begin slowly walking away.
Goodbye, mama, papa…
These last seven years… were the best years of my second life.
I will treasure you within my heart…
Goodbye, village…
Goodbye, friends…
Goodbye, neighbors…
I wish… that all of you can still be here when I come back one day…
I decide to stop glaring at the town, as I walk inside the Grand Pine Forest, a forest that covers many mountains above our town, it is said that deadly monsters crawl this place…
But there's no other place for a monster like me to go to…
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It has been a week since I escaped.
All the food I packed is about to run out.
I am beginning to get hungry…
I have been eating things slowly, but due to being so big, my stomach is also big, and eating little does not satiate it…
Sometimes I find a group of rabbits and manage to catch one, but the rest run away, and I can only secure a single meal… I eat it raw because I don't know how to cook… nor how to make a fire in this place… Well, I was taught a bit... but I cant do it in the middle of a snowstorm...
I am tired… I have been walking for two days, sleeping here makes me have nightmares that wolves will come to eat me.
I always hear their howls… I am scared.
I don't want to die…
I have to survive… to go back to mama and papa one day…
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Ugh…
Hahh...
Hahhh…
It has been three weeks since I ran away from home.
I miss my bed…
I miss Mama and papa…
I want to sleep in a warm bed and eat food with them.
To be happy and have my tummy filled…
It hurts…
Mama…
Papa…
Everything hurts.
My body aches and my head hurts.
I feel dizzy and weird…
I think I might be sick of something...