Nellie was in her backyard.
She held Mott's Axe in her hands.
Just like that... it was over...
Was it?
She hurled the axe towards a birch tree in front of her. The blade lodged precisely in the trunk.
Of course, it would hit the target.
Even if she were to throw it backward, Mott's Axe would still make its mark.
But aside from the tree trunks, she couldn't chop anything else nowadays.
Everything had been settled.
She had escaped danger and it seemed as though just one turn would lead her back to a peaceful and happy life. Her university studies were unfinished, and the courses were ones she chose for herself.
But she couldn't calm her mind.
Her mundane life was like a colossal cage, trapping her in this narrow world, yet she had no idea how to break free from the chains confining her.
Even if she possessed the power to shatter those chains, she still couldn't escape from here.
It wasn't only a rope that held an elephant in a circus.
"Nellie?"
She turned around.
