#2 plain out of 363 stories #41 android out of 7.6K stories #14 festival out of 2.7K stories #64 weapons out of 5.3K stories Cover credit: https://twitter.com/karohroka/ Prologue peek: In a small village of a small country. The moon has already been swallowed by the clouds. Time already stopped for me this night. Many voices called out to me in the darkness. In response, I turned around. Light. Many small dots of light filled my vision. Every single one of them moved towards me, like magnets. "Kill the witch!" The young. "Kill the witch!" The adults. "Kill the witch!" The old. Each one of those lights chanted the same thing over and over again. I'm tired of it already. Mentally and physically. "There's the witch!" One of the lights brightened. I turned around to run. The sound of grass and leaves under my foot. The texture of rock and soil. The behind chasing me. And the pitch black darkness in front of my eyes. All of it entered. I stumbled and fell many times. But I ran again. First book of ASWOCADIAI - A Story Where One Chapter A Day Is Almost Impossible.
21 parts