That jerk! I told him I didn't want the title of being his daughter. That is exactly what is being shown on television right now.
"The youngest daughter of the Novak family... Nisa Novak has finally been revealed to the world. Her existence was hidden because the young girl is an albino and has had frail health since birth. She has been recovering until now and has been homeschooled.
The CEO is said to be very overprotective thus he has hidden her until now. She is ready to face the world. The young 18-year-old is said to have the rare ability of Earth manipulation. Finally, after 50 decades, a new earth wielder has entered the world. Though the timing is quite weird-"
Noooooo... That picture they are showing, isn't that what I wore today?... When did he take this picture? Oh god! Is that why people were staring? I mean I know that I have already advertised myself near Novak's corporation but I didn't mind being a MYSTERIOUS EARTH WIELDER, not this!
Is this his way of taking revenge?
I need to get away from this place, I need a taxi. Just as I was wondering, a taxi passed by and I enquired whether card payment was fine. He said it was okay. I hopped in with all of my things.
I told him the residence's name as shown on the map, and he started driving... everything was going fine until he started straying away from the path. I thought maybe he wasn't aware. I called out to him saying he was off the route.
But horror struck me when he didn't listen to me and kept driving towards a secluded place in the woods. I tried opening the door, guess what? It was locked... shit! Someone is going to die today!
"You have a death wish don't you?"I said with as much intimidation as I could muster.
"Ohh, and how will a puny girl kill me?" He had a deep voice and it felt like his voice was resonating.
Is that normal?
"What do you want from me?"
"Your submission, what else darling?" It gave me the creeps.
Is he really... disgusting!?
"Hah! If I don't make you grovel in the soil before me, I will change my damn religion, so don't you even dare think of touching me."
Doesn't matter really, I am an atheist... but of course, he didn't know that.
"Hahahaha, sure let's see which religion you pick" This guy sounds full of himself.
The car came to an abrupt halt and I almost fell out of the car window. The dude seriously needs lessons. My heart was thumping so fast, it could have jumped out of my chest. Still, despite all this, I was quite confident that I could defeat him after all I am.
Click.
He came out of the car, and approached the door, before he could, I broke through the door. I used the help of my wines and sat on a branch of a tall tree, staring at him, his stats showed up:
NAME: REYNOLD MICHELIN
AGE: 30
RANK: ERROR
ABILITY: ERROR
What did I just see?
No way, my eyes must be deceiving me.
Why are the stats showing this?
My fears are being proven true, I thought I'd be able to live here as I am the strongest of all. The man stood before me, smirking as he saw uncertainty shadowing my face. He wore a black cap on his head, a black T-shirt and pants.
As he removed his hat and threw it on the ground; he seemed normal, ginger hair, fair skin, blue eyes.
American?
Wait, ginger hair?
Isn't that common somewhere around Britain or may be Ireland?
I didn't really have time for brooding over his origins.
But in a second, his hair was as bright as the tube light in my room, most of it turned black with a few streaks of his ginger hair. Not only his hair, but black veins ran all over his body, and his mouth turned to that of a white shark's.
Scary yellowish teeth like that of a monster His skin turned into an abnormal shade of brownish grey. His eyes turned completely black except for the pupil shone with a red glint. His ugly slender hands with veins sprouting on them had atrocious long nails as that of a beast and his feet seemed like bird's claws. He looked as though he had come out of a horror movie.
He put his hand on his neck and cracked it a few times. It sounded so eerie in the dead silence of the forest. he stared at me and I couldn't move an inch, my body froze. He looked so scary... for miles I could see no one except darkness enclosing us. He started cackling... tbh I would have passed out straight.
What in the world is this? Is it even human?
It lunged towards me, I could feel it.
He's dangerous.
No, oh lord! I jumped from the branch to the ground using my wines and whips ready. My eyes glowed and I aggressively tried to hit him in such a way that he would lay unconscious. I knew I couldn't kill this guy, so this was my only bet.
I formed a thicker layer of bark to defend myself, his rotten and stinky wines clashed with mine.
What?
I thought Earth Element users were supposed to be rare, but something about this guy seemed odd. Wherever he is standing, the plants and trees wilt around him. Whatever, now is not the time to ponder about this.
I tried running from his grasp but my efforts were futile, he was way too fast. That's why I tried placing obstacles as many as I could. But he keeps tearing them down, the more he does... the more painful it is for my body to sustain. I'm not sure what it is, but whenever the things I create using my ability are broken, it pains me as though my insides are being pulled out.
My glasses had fallen off during this commotion causing my hazy vision to take over, I was relying on my ears to anticipate his next move. I tried attacking him but he just won't stay still for a second.
I am staying as far as possible from him. I am not even sure how much time has passed by but it feels like an eternity.
He has caused many wounds by now, as some many scratches and cuts profusely bleed. It's like he's playing with me. This feels so creepy, in the darkness all alone with a monster where I am just waiting when he gets tired of me and does the final strike.
Is this how a blind person feels?
I am exhausted. I feel like I'm waiting for my death.
What is the point now?
I don't need to keep trying to survive... I know he will kill me. Sadistic prick! I was losing my patience, if he wanted to kill me... why doesn't he just kill me? Why is he making it more and more painful? Should I just die and be done with it?
I guess I should... it is better than this.
"Why don't you just kill me in one shot?"
"Where's the fun in that sweetheart? And you're taking me wrong hun! I am not killing a beauty like you. I am just trying to... make you even more divine."
"What!?"
Suddenly in a second, he broke through all my defenses and stood right in front of me. My heart skipped a beat and I realized I was too much of a coward to face death. No, I don't want to die... I will survive this... I have to.
Instantly I raised my hand covered in rock-hard substance and punched his ugly face. I guess he didn't think I would try this as he had a surprised look on his face while he fell a few feet away from me. It seemed to be coming quite naturally to me as though I practiced close combat very regularly.
My confidence boosted slightly, before he could stand, I raised huge boulders of rock and threw them on him. To secure it even more, I tried to cover it with wines, plants, trees... whatever I could. Without even waiting to look back, I ran. I ran with life in my hands.
But it was only my wishful imagination to think I could escape this nightmare. While running, I fell due to the tight grasp of a rotten wine that sprouted from the ground. It clutched my ankle. No, this can't be happening... I shouldn't have been so overconfident. I should have fled when I had the chance, in the car... the moment he started straying from the path... I should've ...
Those boulders got lifted in the air by... I couldn't see anything... Was it wind? How could that be? Then it crumbled into dust. Reynold stood up, he had a few wounds... but they were already healing.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
He was walking towards me, his shadowy figure coming closer and closer.
Crunch!
The dry leaves below his feet made a crunching sound. Even though the sound should have been quite low, it sounded more profound. I wanted to shut my ears. All of this was creepy. He was walking towards me, bearing a condescending look.
The irony! Is God punishing me? Is it because I don't believe in him or because today I hurt his followers or something? Is it his revenge?
Once again, I felt horrible pain but this time, I coughed up blood. I wiped the blood off my face with the help of my hands, I wasn't able to break the wine... I felt so helpless and useless... I felt weak. I trembled and dragged my body against the ground, digging my fingers in the dirt.
My head felt heavy, my breath irregularly slowed down. How will I save myself? All my efforts seem futile. There's nobody here to help me, even if I scream, who is going to hear me? I feel so alone. tears rolled down my face... but why? What did I do wrong? Wahhh...
"I am sorry, ple-please let me go.... "
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