Chapter 6 - 10 Months
[: Daniel POV :]
Ten months had passed in the blink of an eye.
Even though the season changed along with the sky, pain became my friend, and nothing had changed for me.
Each day felt longer than the last, but I endured it all, holding onto the flickering hope that in two more months, I would turn twelve.
It was only two more months until the Age of Awakening, and I still hold onto the fact somehow or by miracle, I would awaken.
Not because I couldn’t, but because of how this seal on my wrist is preventing me from being awakened.
But if somehow I’m able to receive my powers, then the first thing I would do is to do nothing but annihilate every single source of slavery.
Secondly, I would have my revenge against this bastard of a noble.
And that is a promise that is etched and carved into every breath, every scar, every broken bone.
Just like Revan’s flames burned into my soul, I would burn deeply every fire he had wounded me.
An eye for an eye and blood for blood.
In this world, once someone reaches twelve, they undergo a sacred rite where their Class, Skill, Trait, Bloodline, Innate Talent, Physique, and Soul Weapon are revealed.