Chapter 4: Coming Back to School To steal {1}
Althea lay on the bed, pale shoulders rising and falling with quiet, controlled breaths. Her divine composure was cracking—barely—but enough to feel.
She looked like she was about to either kill me or devour me whole.
With a Real Violence as if wanting too Torn me too Pieces
Eyes like burning rubies locked onto mine, and in their depths, I saw both hatred... and confusion. Her pride had been wounded—pierced not by violence, but by sensation. That alone was probably more humiliating than any prison.
I sighed and took a step back. "Let’s take a break."
For a moment, she said nothing. Then she turned her head, lips parting slightly in a cold, subtle exhale.
"Shut it your voice irritate me" Her voice was cool again, hiding the quiet shiver still lingering in her limbs.
I didn’t respond. Instead, I collapsed onto a nearby chair, the old wood creaking beneath me. My muscles ached
It had taken an entire night to gather those. And I still had no idea how many I needed to reach even F- Rank.
I gritted my teeth.
In my last life, I had reached C-Rank in three years. That was considered impossible But now, with this body—weak and broken—and starting again at G-, the climb felt steeper than ever.