Arc 1 – Enter the Dragon

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Prologue
Dragging her emaciated limbs that looks like a dried branch, a girl walked alone.
Without a destination, she just wanted to get away, far far away.

There’s no water to wet her dry throat, only her own saliva.
But her thin throat muscle has even lost some of its function, could not sense anything passed through.
Not only her throat that was dry, her eyes, her lips, her skin, and even her heart has dried out.

Aisha left the village, or to be more precise–she was chased out, two days ago.
So far the only thing she got was tree roots and water from occasional rain.
Even so, she still thought it was better compared to eat game, just a whiff of their blood will turn her stomach upside down.
“In between life and death, perhaps your picky eater would be cured” she remembered the words of the villager that filled with scorn.
Too bad, even in her current state, it doesn’t seem to be cured.

She could sense that she finally reached her limit.
Her feet were unsteady.
Her body was shaky, swaying left-right without her consent.
There is no more vitality left in her thin body.
Looking at her hands that have been cracked due to washing and scrubbing, and various blister because of working in the field, she thought this dirty hand would become even dirtier as she smiled dryly.

(I guess…I will die…)

She didn’t even have the energy to speak.
Not being able to say the inevitable future that awaits her might be a good thing she thought as her self-deprecated smile become deeper.

(I wish…I could die in the same place as Papa…)

It’s just a matter of time, she would soon either died because of starvation, or an animal found her and attack her.

For Aisha death is not something unusual.
The reclamation village of Free Trade City where she was before was very poor.

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During bad weather where corps could not be raised, there were some who died due to starvation.
Some died attacked by monsters when hunting for food.
There was a case of being attacked by bandits too.
While there was a case of selling people to elevate their economy, there was also a case of selling family members just for surviving.
It was a very common thing there.

Even when they reported that some died due to starvation, the feudal lord won’t even lower the tax.
For them, they were just cow that could be milked dry.
As long they could secure the number, it doesn’t really matter how many died.
Even when left alone, a new generation of farmers would be born.
Due to that way of thinking, they don’t even treat the farmer under them as fellow human, but insects that crawl in the ground.
They would die at the whim of their lord, as easy as crushing insects under their feet.
No matter how many poor farmers died, they won’t even noticed it.
That was the world Aisha knows.
In that kind of world, living itself is a hardship.

That’s why, for Aisha who grow up slowly and a severe picky eater, has no place in that village.
No, to be more precise, she has lost her place.
No matter what she did she could not work like her peer.
When she reached twenty, the kids who were at the same age has become adults, but she alone still physically a child.
She has deemed to be useless.
She did not feel disappointed because of that however, what she feels disappointed was–

The fact that she is in the end only a meaningless, worthless, and spoiled brat that could only rely on her father.
She felt grieved, that she could not even save her father.

That’s why she did not hate anyone else.
She just hates herself.

Her dry golden hair flutter in the wind.
Guided by those wind Aisha looked toward the forest.
The dark lacquer colored forest feel eerie even with the illumination by the moonlight
And from that eerie forest, she could hear footsteps–

(Beast…! But, I can’t run anymore…)

Her body has reached its limit.

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Her prediction was off, but also right in a way.

“Ooh, a child! Are y

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