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Chapter - 22

  Uuuuugh

  My brain.

  It feels like it’s melting…

  What?

  Where am i?

  Am I...

  Floating?

  Is this heaven?

  No, wait, this can't be heaven

  I’m in too much pain. No this

  This is hell.

  NOOOOOOOO

  I can't even seeeee

  Nor can I move

  Such deja vu

  It’s just like when I was kidnapped by miss rat lady.

  ...

  Wait.

  “He-“

  Coughing immediately as I tried to speak, finding my mouth to dry to even articulate

  I’m thirsty.

  My throat hurts

  Everything hurts

  Aow, stop moving so much

  Wait, is this the fauns doing?

  Have they kidnapped me?

  Why?

  I mean, I shot them.

  Then why not kill me?

  And... I should be in so much more pain.

  I should be dead, my ribs were broken, and my lung pierced

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  Nothing about this situation should be possible.

  What is happening

  “Hello?“

  Whispering out

  “Human, stay silent. You must conserve your strength.”

  I must what?

  Wait, huh,

  Why does he sound so nice, his voice is so pleasent.

  Did I not attack them?

  Trying to move again, I realised that I wasn’t bound, but unable to move.

  Am I weak?

  “Help“

  I whispered out

  Hearing talking, muffled but sounding agitated

  Then I felt liquid enter my mouth, which I greedily drank.

  Leading to the pain dulling and mind wandering

  Oh, this is nice.

  Mmhmm

  It’s like a field of clouds

  No. Of feathered beds

  This is amazing.

  Haaaa.

  Hahaha

  Coughing lightly, I felt how weak I was, but it did not matter anymore.

  There is no pain.

  No worries

  Life is great.

  Wow, this is awesome.

  Everyone should feel this

  Then visions came, giving me sight where I should have none

  Where dark should be, I saw light

  Where nothing existed, I saw

  Dragons

  And time passed

  Going both fast and slow

  At a snail's pace and at light speed

  The Dragons spoke to each other.

  Talking about me

  Looking at me

  Playing their games with me

  And in the middle

  Stood the Red Dragon

  But something was wrong.

  Where others saw, he could not

  Where others spoke, he could not hear

  He was

  Alone

  Empty in a lake

  In a mausoleum

  In a mountain

  And time passed

  The other Dragons flying away

  Sayin their goodbyes

  Then I felt something

  Something warm

  Moving its way through my body

  And then pain came back

  “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH”

  The itching was far worse than anything I’ve ever felt

  Ribs popping back into place

  Creating new where some had to be discarded

  Blood vessels bursting, only to then be reformed

  Nerves severed, stitched together

  Eyes mending, light blinding

  All painful

  All was felt

  Hours could have passed

  Days

  Maybe weeks

  But through it all

  There was pain

  And an itch that could not be sated

  Mind not existing

  Thoughts not coming

  Only

  Pain.

  But through it all

  One thought persisted

  Making the pain seem

  Less.

  In comparison

  “I’M SORRY!”

  The scream echoed throughout the city.

  Making all shy away in fear and terror

  None could escape it

  All would hear it.

  The one doing the screaming, the human

  She could not stop, even if she knew how terrifying it was

  For she was not of sound mind

  She was in great pain.

  She was getting healed

  By us Fauns

  Who felt great grief

  Our nature is of peace

  Yet, we had brought pain on this human

  And received our own.

  One of ours had almost died

  The greatest of warriors

  Horn stronger than those of legends

  He had been exposed to a great explosion

  Stronger than anything we have ever seen

  Nothing of the sort has ever been seen before.

  But we knew that she was no danger.

  She had acted.

  Not out of a will to kill

  But a will to live.

  She was not the cause of the great blue fire.

  No

  She was merely a victim of it.

  Like we all are

  And in our great haste, we mistook her for something far worse

  And to redeem our mistake

  We have taken it upon ourself to heal her

  To mend what should be long gone

  But to do this

  Requires pain

  Immeasurable pain that few could survive

  I am so sorry my child

  We have made a grave mistake

  We hope you live through these trying times

  No

  We beg you

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