Chapter 9: |The Tree That Threw Us Into Another Dimension|

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"Anastasia! Wait up!"

I hear the voice of Bluebeard racing behind me through the jungle.

But, my feet just wouldn't stop. I pushed aside all the leaves and bushes on the way, almost slipped on the already wet slimy land, jumped the little brookes drenching my polyester pants and rushed straight through the forest to follow that strange voice.

The sights of the school camps were long gone by now. The sunset slowly disappeared from the skies and the night's darkness was paving in.

I could feel many creepy eyes of the animals looking at me from the thickets.

But, I had no time to think about them while following this certain voice as yet another strange set of memory that kept piercing through my mind as I rushed deeper into the woods.

"Rottenstein! Stop!! Wait..!!"

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'Don't let her go out of your sights peasants! We must catch that thief..'

'I am not a thief.. ! How many times should I tell you..! Just what evidence do you have to call me as one?? Is it because I am a villainess..??'

The me, from these memories turned my head again asking those savage looking scary group of men running through the similar locations and scenary of this forest.

'Duh..! Is there a more obvious reason, girl..!??'

'Damn..!!! You mother fu*king bastards are always like that no matter what I do! I am a nobel woman. I have no necessity to steal from you!! But, no. Just because I was born as a villainess, I must always put up with this sh*t of being misunderstood!

Helio Charming, the first wouldn't love me because I am not Cinderella! I have to be mean to my stepsister just because my mother says so.. No.. No.. Sob* I don't wanna be like this.. I am scared..! It would hurt..! Sob*

I do not wanna cut my leg for a love that never came to me! That is so fu*king foolish!!'

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The more steps I took, the more intense I felt these emotions explode inside me.

Unlike, the dreams and vision of that strange red haired woman, my body felt like a stranger to these explosive emotions.

But, yet my mind wasn't.

I didn't know when, but I could clearly recognise that all these things might have really happened to me at some point of my multiple reincarnations as Cinderella's step sister. Because, If not..

There is no way in explaining why I feel so bitter as though I had just experienced those things.

I thought rubbing the tears that were automatically welling from my eyes as the voices from my behind grew louder.

"Anastasia!! Stop running..!!"

"Rottenstien-san!"

But, I didn't stop just then because that strange voice was..

'Young princess.. Heed my voiceee..'

Still.. Ringing in my background.

"I am listening..!! I am listening..! Hello!"

I tried stopping to catch my breath and cried back when, the land beneath the place I stood suddenly grew branches of many cracks and spread far and wide all around me.

From the corner of my eyes, I watched as my body sunk in with that wet mud and the bodies of my five other classmates who I then found to be following me all along falling in just like mine.

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