Chapter 90: Her Feelings (1/2)

Benladann POV

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It has been almost a month since I met Drake.

Before I was to meet him… my life was filled with darkness.

I didn't know who I was.

I didn't remember what I was.

I was… drowning in darkness.

Drake is… my light.

As if it were set my fate, he found me.

Even when I was an ugly mold monster… even when I tried to kill him…

He defeated me and used his strange blood to make me immune to my own Mold.

I would have never thought that such a thing could be possible.

But this world… is filled with wonders that not even common sense can explain completely.

I remember back in the day when I was with my family… those were nice days…

But then everything shattered when I realized the mold was here too.

I had nightmares about them being consumed by it.

And I… didn't want that to happen.

So I ran away… and keep running…

And keep running…

And…

Until I was so far away I lost myself.

I don't know what happened afterward, but one day I just passed out from my exhaustion.

And then I was taken over by it, the Mold.

After that… it was a turbulent life that I barely remember.

I just remember roaming aimlessly in the wild, killing monsters and eating them… for years.

Most of my mind was drowning in the darkness created by the Mold.

I was imprisoned in this cage, where I couldn't come out.

But… deep inside I didn't want to come out.

Why? Well, it was simple.

I didn't have anywhere to go.

I was a monster. I would hurt my parents, and… anyone that were to get closer to me.

I resigned myself to live like a monster, an endless cycle of slaughter and eating. There was no end to it… no other purpose than survival.

I resigned to everything and willingly let the Mold cage me into my own soul.

Even if I could have fought back… What was the point? I would only suffer.

It was better to stay like that…

Well, until he showed up.

This giant and amazing-looking Ice Dragon the size of a building.

He was so cool… Well, he's still cool.

Drake is just… amazing! I can't stop… thinking about him to the point that I feel a bit awkward…

But he wasn't just a wild dragon, he was a gentleman deep down… He helped me despite what I was…

He had fought Molded Monsters before and learned that his blood could cancel out the Mold's effects.

Using it, he freed me.

When I drank his blood I felt a strange feeling.

A warmth which I had forgotten.

Memories began to bubble up and… poof! I suddenly gained a lot of willpower.

And I defeated… the Mold, the consciousness of it, which also calls itself Miranda.

And after that Drake took care of me, he even healed my tummy and all…

I don't think anyone has ever been so nice to me except my parents…

I feel so indebted to him…

There's a feeling blossoming from the depth of my heart… I just want to pay him back for everything he had done for me…

I want to stay at his side forever…

Ah, I know it sounds weird…

Maybe I shouldn't think like this… Perhaps Drake will think I am a freak or something.

He's always cheering me up no matter what… He's always there to tell me that there will be brighter days, that there are always ways to do things…

For someone like him, there's no such thing as ”impossible”… I can already tell.