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006 || "i'm trying to save them."

Chapter six: "i'm trying to save them."

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This chapter is dedicated to Audrey_Elise! Thank you so very much for your help on this chapter! I love you so much 😭♥🥺!

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Ill-tempered and exasperated was how I felt when I was awaken from my slumber. I had drool dripping out of my mouth, my eyes were concealed with a thick coating of Rheum, and I had a major sore throat that I needed a warm liquid to defeat.

Audric had packed several bottles of water in a tenacious, secure container, but that didn't seem to do the trick of killing off the infuriating ailment.

We had been traveling all day. The illuminating rays the sun produced have been eliminated. Instead, a maddening beam of flies and mosquitoes were attacking me. I had splashed some of the liquid onto them multiple times, and it does a fantastic job in acting as a repellent, but then more continue to come.

I kept on repeating that action until I realized that all I was doing was wasting water and that whatever I had been doing had most definitely not been functioning correctly.

A sickening aroma filled our nostrils as we made our way through the Satanic Swamp. The scent was exceptionally revolting, and just allowing yourself to smell was pure torture.

Murky water was disseminated throughout the easily recognizable strip of land. All of the trees that I could see resembled one another in height, size, and color. They were awfully bland and monotonous. They gave off a dispiriting atmosphere that lead you to believe that nothing was possible. That life indeed was a cruel, barbaric world, and it is out to get you.

Peculiar noises, sounds, and reverberations seemed to follow us everywhere we went. Every corner we passed, every puddle of water our automobile ran over, every ounce of quicksand that we carefully avoided, it seemed to stick with us like white on rice.

The temperature was conspicuously scorching. My body was painted with a large heap of sweat, and an agitating itch was starting to launch all over my physique.

Just as the pests did minutes ago, they continue to bite and pinch the hell out of me. I decide to start a conversation with Audric, although I won't be able to concentrate on it very rigorously.

"Audric? Do you truly think that I have the potential to be a decent king?" He slightly lashes the horses as I interrogate him.

"What happened earlier today answers your question. Your people needed some sense smashed into them, and you served them just that. While you walked to confront your previous enemies, you were anxious, you were scared, and you were worried, but those are understandable. Yet, you still persevered. You continued and created an alliance, when I have met people triple your age who would have relinquished that without even getting half as far as you had. That comes to show just how great you will play in this role."

"But, what if I mess everything up again? I've already achieved that once, I sure as hell can do it twice."

"From now on, we set our eyes on the future. We need to start leaving the past behind. When I was a kid, my father would often tell me that when our thoughts travel back to the past, they get stuck there, searching for a way out. Eventually, they desire to change things. Whether it's to save someone or something, prevent an event from happening, or using its advantage to get what they want. Unfortunately, none of the stuff that they so desperately crave is given to them. Or else, if it was, then the timeline would alternate the future. The moral is that, you cannot change the past, but you can learn and reflect on it so that you don't make the same mistakes in the future." Ditching the perspective in front of him, he diverts his attention to me.