(Where are the monsters)
(Are they all dead)
(How many have I killed)
(Urgh! My head hurts. I can't see it clearly.)
I could feel some figures approaching from the woods.
(Are there more monsters left)
I looked at them. There were three of them.
(I have to kill them before they reach the village.)
At first, I killed monsters relentlessly but later monsters started to run away at the sight of me. But those three monsters didn't run.
(They are leaders I suppose.)
Despite the blurry vision, I could see the monsters had a humanoid figure. It was said the more the monsters resembled humans, the stronger they were.
My blade had been broken for long but I continued the massacre with my bare hands. There were deeps cuts and bruises covered with monster blood. My mind had gone blank. I was conscious at the same time unconscious. I only thought of killing.
I was standing just in front of the monsters. They weren't moving. Maybe they were struck with fear. I raised my hand and clenched my fist.
I was about to hit them when I felt someone calling out my name from very far. The voice was getting louder and clearer.
My vision became clearer and I saw that the ones standing there weren't monsters but Sherry, her mother, and my mom.
Although my mind had become clearer, I could not think straight on seeing Sherry. I was disgusted at her. The look in her eyes was even more disgusting. Was she pitying me?
What for? For she had pushed. Mistreated me. Naa.
They were the eyes of a person begging for mercy.
(I should kill her. We don't need such shameless people)
I was about to hit her when mom stopped me, "you have done enough Zack. Let's go home and have dinner. Dad would have already arrived and waiting."
She was smiling.
(Why are smiling after all this has happened. Is it something to be happy about.)
...
(No she was just trying to calm my heart which was shaken. It gave me the feeling that even if everyone betrays me, she will always be there. She didn't want to me to dirty my hand for naught)
(I understood her intentions. It was meaningless to spill blood. I just had to cut my connections with her)
That day I learned a way to resolve things which the previous me would never have thought of.
The sun had set.
"Let's go home. I am tired. Mom, I killed a wryven, let's eat wryven stew today."
"Okay," we started walking back leaving the Ellens behind.
"Zack-" Sherry tried to speak out but I interrupted her saying"save it. I don't need your apology"
Soon after I lost consciousness.