"Why me?" I felt like I'd just been released from the crocodile's mouth when I thought I'd escaped Antonie's illusion, but now I was trapped in the quicksand again. "This is very annoying!."
"Tha?." I glanced sarcastically at the man who called my name. "Relax, okay?!" Antonie tried to calm me down, his mouth full of chocolate cake.
I took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. "I'm tired of everything." I was just feeling a little relieved that I had completed the task from Azalea, but now I've run into a problem like this. I really wanted to complain and cry.
"Problems come as they have no end. I feel like I'm not doing anything, and suddenly BOOM!!" I laughed sadly. However, I had to accept this fact, right? I was a mixed-blood human, and if that creature was going to kill all humans of my kind, what could I do? I couldn't change my status, nor choose what kind of parents to be born with. It's not me who decided.
