The Search for Freedom

Thereafter, sweat began diffusing around his body and mine also. I'm sure it turned red after how many times he had punched my face. I could not even hit him because he was avoiding every punch I threw at him.

I never expected that would happen. There was nothing I could do right there but accept that I was defeated by that boy. Until something entered to my mind, maybe I could use it to see his next moves and not be hit by his strong punches. The power of my vision. So I focus my attention on it, telling my eyes to show me the next move of that boy.

Alicia was right, that if someone believed he could, everything around him would conspire to help him achieve something. I foresaw what would happen next. I would be defeated by that boy, and it showed me his moves, so it came to my mind to defend all his movements so that he could not defeat me that time. It was so nice that I could change what would happen in my future through my powerful vision. I would never make any wrong decisions again, especially since something would always tell me the right choice.

When he tried to kick me, I had avoided it, and with every punch he released, he hit the air. And I was also punching and kicking back after him. His face received many punches and developed a red tinge. I kicked him in the center of his thigh, which made him stop fighting me. It sent him flying upward and plummeted towards the other side of the road where his friends were sitting. Their eyes widened when they saw him lying on the ground, seemingly out of consciousness. I screamed in my brain: I had changed my fate! I went towards Alicia and put my parka back on, though it was so warm there. We stepped towards the boys, who looked sad because they had been defeated by a little girl who they had underestimated her capability.

"Kill them now!" Alicia commanded. "I sense you have a plan not to follow. Kill them, because they are planning to escape from you."

"But I didn't know how. I didn't want to stain my hands with blood. They might also fight back," I complained.

"Don't let your weakness win against you. Did you see that big stick on the ground below that tree?"

"Yeah, I saw it, so what should I do with that big stick?"

"You are clever enough to ask me what you should do with that big stick. Go get it and use it to kill these boys," Alicia ordered.

It seemed like Alicia had become my boss, and I needed to follow her orders. However, I knew I couldn't blame her because I had entered into this kind of situation where the most powerful person was considered the boss. I've realized that if I became more powerful than Alicia, I wouldn't need her assistance. Therefore, I needed to withstand what Alicia was telling me to do because it could help me become stronger in completing my next mission, which seemed to be more difficult than this one.

I walked towards the boys, who seemed to be curious about why I was going towards them with a stick. Until it happened that they guessed what I was going to do, and they tried to elude me, but surprisingly, they were unable to move from their positions.

There seemed to be a strong force freezing them, because their faces showed that they were trying hard to move. It was Alicia who was performing her dark magic and making those boys stop moving. I knew she was the only one who could perform magic like that, for she was undoubtedly powerful.

"What are you going to do?" The boy queried. "Please don't continue your plan if you know it's unlawful."

"Kill them now!" Alicia half-shouted. I knew nobody could hear her voice because I was the only one who could see and hear her.

"Please don't hurt us!" The boy implored. "Please show some mercy!"

"Kaila! Kill them now, so that the curse won't attack you. You need to kill them because the curse will surely attack you this time!" Alicia ordered

One of the boys shouted in a begging manner: "Please don't kill us! We are too young. If you kill us, you will regret it forever!"RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

"Don't listen to them; the curse will be the one to kill them if you don't. You won't do it by yourself!" Alicia shouted.

Goddammit! How could I decide if there was too much noise I could hear? I raised the stick and prepared to strike the boy. When he shouted again, he had not finished his words as I stroked him many times on his head and he totally became flabby.

I kicked him and walked towards the next boy. I saw many drops of liquid coming out of his blown eyes. He looked innocent regardless of the vices he committed. He had high eyelashes, thick eye brows, brown skin, short hair, and lips that became purplish-black because of smoking. Maybe he was the quietest boy among them, but though he wasn't saying a word, his face was telling me he didn't want to die.

There were no more things I should do but finish what I had started, so I did not let Alicia shout at me again. I stroked the boy many times on his skull and neck. Even though I knew he felt pain, he didn't say anything. He was like a hard rock; he let me bring him to death as he died without saying a word.

The next boy who was going to meet my boyfriend was the handsome boy who looked like an actor, but regardless of his looks, there was one certain thing that was going to happen: he would say goodbye to this world. His life lies in my hands, but my life also lies in his life. I didn't care anymore if other people would judge me if I didn't have any mercy for others.

Alicia didn't know the thing that I really wanted to do. She brought me there without asking me if I really wanted to go there. Next time, I wouldn't let her decide the people whom I would kill. I would get to know more about some before bringing them to death, because sometimes, though people looked bad, it was only their looks and not their kind hearts, as my dad said. Next time I didn't want to be in a dilemma, I would use the power of my vision to know who I wanted to kill.