Semua Bab A Transmigrator’s Secret: Bab 1 - Bab 9

I ran and ran, doing my best to get away from my captor. Exhaustion burned my lungs as I heaved to a full extent. My body wanted to give up, while my brain told me to keep going. That crazy bastard is probably hot on my trail. I worked so hard to get away. Being taken back is not an option. This shouldn't be the end; giving up means retreating. And going back there means my end. I managed to escape; I feel giddy. Luckily, his zombies weren't guarding our prison cells. They were distracted by crows when I snuck out of the main gate. I was relieved when my thin, malnourished body slid through the square holes. Red mud hugged my feet like a sticky octopus every step of the way. It was sort of sucking my feet and slowing me down, making it difficult for me to execute a proper run. This eight-year-old body was doing its best to escape but was stuck in this weak one. Frightened, exhausted, and panicking-these feelings were dragging me down to a well, but it wasn't as exces

After that night, I woke up screaming and crying. It took me hours long to calm myself down. The stinging pain was still there. I could not stop shaking. It wasn't a nightmare. I was certain that blood was all over my face. My fingers, too, were covered with dried blood as I gazed at them. It wasn't even the thirtieth day of harvesting gems, and he was getting worse and more tenacious... All because of the stunt I pulled, and it made him desperate, which caused more pain to my cellmates too. I whimpered lowly. Flashes of his greedy eyes were unnerving. Every afternoon, he injects harmful substances into me. Every other night he cuts my palm to check my glittering blood, and once a week he squeezes gems out of my eyes. Hell was never leaving. . . "No! No! Please, Popa, no!" I tried to get away from the swinging metal. WHAM! Hard metal hit my head, and I crashed on the ground with a thud. Blood tickled down my chin. I failed to see what was coming next beca

[Presently.....] I woke up gasping from that nightmare again. I pushed the heavy cover off and sat up. Heavy sweat trailed down to my chin, and a wet tank top stuck to my body like a second skin. Alas, I am drenched with sweat. I stood up and reached for a glass of water. After quenching my thirst, my eyes darted to see what was around me. Cave... I am in my cave. Not from that hellish nightmare. I feel safe, and I am in the safest place I could be, keeping myself reminded all the time. I was able to break free, and it was an amazing feeling! I lost count trying to escape from that horrible place. I was determined, and because of trial and error, I became aware of my strength and destroyed his haunting castle and everything he ever worked for, destroying it to the ground. Nothing and no one were left except me. There were no other survivors after I cleared all the cells. Either they were exterminated or they failed his last test. I was the only survivor. That's

I pushed the heavy stone aside and walked inside my cave. I settled the things I bought from the market on the small table. My stomach was growling, so I went to check my makeshift refrigerator and later found an empty one. I should have bought meat at the market. I face-palmed myself. I needed to hunt today too, and it should be a big one for me to last for at least four months of isolation. Winter was coming soon, and I knew it would be hard to find bigger meals by then. I dragged myself out again and went on a hunting journey. I'm hoping to see a bear farther south. As I went deeper into the woods, I discovered a large waterfall, and immediately, my eyes zeroed in on a big brown bear that was catching a fish with its mouth by the stream. I didn't want to put up a fight, so I swung my bow and angled my arrow. I aimed at its head and released. The bear's loud roar shook the birds' nest as they flew off into the sky. Observing and being cautious repeatedly circled in

Clent cannot risk his men fighting tonight. They need more warriors to fight against the savages. A lone howl was only the beginning. If they kill one tonight, other unexpected creatures may appear. The heavy thudding of footsteps was heard. As he expected, the lone savage rogue was not alone. Their lungs started to burn as they waited for them to disappear; staying underwater was to get them undetected. When their footsteps lessen. Many gasps came out as they greedily breathed air, filling their lungs. "What was that ogre doing with a rogue? How are they traveling together?" "Calvin, you saw them?" "I sneaked air when I could not hold myself anymore. But they did not see me." Clent narrowed his eyes at him. His little brother was such an undisciplined, spoiled brat. "Listen, warriors, we will have to move the rocks if we have to. His Majesty is expecting us before dinner." They proceeded as planned and swam down and back to the surface to breathe air, then went ba