Chapter 3: To Survive
’Worthless... Die... hehehe...’
The sneers of the man echoed from somewhere.
[No!]
She opened her eyes.
[I must live! I will survive!]
Pushing herself, she rose above. It was not that hard for her to get to the surface. And as she went up, the wisp got down.
[Sorry Wispy, I want to live... I’ll make sure I’ll fulfill your wishes, but I want to live. By how ready you’re to give up your place, I can infer you don’t want to live as much as I do.
So... Forgive me...
Forgive me.]
"You, wastrel... after I cleaned you up you dared to-"
Lucy’s lovely scowling face, with her rod-wielding hand, raised up to hit her, was what she has to wake up to.
She looked around. She was on her knees in what seemed to be a carrot patch with dirtied hands. She was still in her chemise and even it had gotten all dirty along with her long hair that was just washed.