Cryptic Asunder [Ver. 3 outdated]

Chapter One: Where it all Began

Chapter one: Where it all Began

Glossary

Imai- Female servant.

Kan- A neutral honorific similar to 'san' in the Japanese language. It can mean 'Mr,' 'Mrs,' or

'Miss.'

Kiram- The country in Fupum that is located on the Eastern Quarter and is also known as the hottest country.

Methel- A god from ancient beliefs, but has many followers still. It is said that he is the creator.

Nupum- A type of flower that is dried up to make powder for easy-made pancakes and other sorts of cheap bakery.

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Chapter one: Where it all began

I was determined to run away as the branches smacked against my face. My breaths became harsh as the moon shone through the trees. I could hear the sounds of wild animals howling and growling in the distance, but none of that stopped me from running, a run for emancipation... It's all coming back to me now... The cold crept into my body despite my pumping blood that was keeping me somewhat warm. I don't know how long my feet battered against the ground for momentum, but my attempt was for the city. I was striving for Dakima. My bare feet ached and bled as I pounded over the planet's crust, but that didn't matter to me. What mattered to me was getting away from that horrible place; that awful man! Why, why was he so cruel to me!? What did I ever do!? I could hear him in the distance behind me.

"Vila!" I heard him shout at me, "Come back here, you cunt!"

I don't want to. I don't want to go back!

I forced my body to run faster. I refused to be caught by that man! How did he catch up with me so quickly? I thought he was asleep. Before I knew it, I could hear his thumping footsteps behind me. He was coming closer! I pushed myself further. I was trying so hard!

"Arg!"

He snatched the back of my shirt and pulled me to the ground. I don't know if I was panting vigorously from running so much or the adrenaline that surged through me from the horror that this man was capable of, but it felt like I was hyperventilating.

He looked down at me with his thin purple eyes as I sat in the dirt. That damn look he always gave me. It didn't take long for him to catch his breath so he spoke to me with that chilling deep and smooth voice I always hated. "Vila," he said, "I swear, if I didn't make a deal with your mother three years ago, I would strangle you this moment."

I tried to crawl backwards away from him a little, but I was just so scared, so all I did was quiver at his quiet wrath.

"Hello?"

A voice?

I made it only a few feet from the main trail to Dakima city before I was caught, and someone just happened to be on the road in the distance. Thank Methel*!

"Hello, is someone there?"

I saw the light from the lamp where the voice was coming from.

"Get up you!" The awful man said with a hushed and harsh tone. He then he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me up to my feet with a force that hurt. "Ah, yes, hello there!"

The stranger came up with his small lamp as he stood by the trail. "Hello; what are you doing away from the trail over there?" His voice was so calm and intrigued by our impression.