114. Heart Demons of a Demoness. [1]
"You're useless! Get away from us!" a blonde girl heard. She couldn't have been more than ten years old.
"But I can do it. Trust me, Mother-" she tried to argue.
Slap!
Her mother's hand struck her face, cutting off her words.
"Get lost! You don't belong to the Ishte household! I regret giving birth to a crippled child like you!" The woman delivered another slap, followed by a forceful kick that sent the girl flying out of the house.
Not yet a teenager, the girl found herself walking on treacherous paths infested with monsters on cold, unforgiving nights. She had no money, no guide. Everything she knew, she had learned firsthand from the ruthless human society.
Her mind dwelled on various thoughts, and taking her own life was among them. Abandoned on the desolate road, she felt utterly helpless. Alone, she ventured forth on a path where no one cared for her.
