Chapter 97

I could feel the involuntary tears come out and begin heating up within my eyes, possibly even release steam?

That might have been my imagination, but still. I was here running for my life while the screams of other animals and beasts echoed from behind me, yet even then I did not dare look back.

Looking back would spell death, so why would anyone in their right mind do such a thing?

I couldn't really say that this was the fastest I had ever run before, but I could say that this is the faster than I had ever run while I had been alive if that life could even be considered to have ended.

The images of my family, my girlfriend, my best friend, that elf bastard, and everyone I ever know and loved kept flashing before my eyes.

I could see their faces while my mind recreated their death scenes even if I hadn't seen them when they had died.

I could tell that every time I watched them die, the images would get worse and worse. It was as if my mind was trying to sabotage me by showing me the worst scenes of my life, even if I happened to not have seen them.

'Crystal... you told me to survive right? Mom... Dad... Emily... You would all want me to survive too wouldn't you?' I inwardly asked myself, a new flicker of determination sparking within my eyes.

Remembering them, my suppressed memories of them had caused me to tear up a little yet my running alone had made the wind strong enough to dry them in an instant.

'Then I will survive...'

My eyes were naturally dark brown as I had not inherited the same color hair as my parents. I didn't really inherit much of their appearance either, or at least not as much as my sister had done. Of course, it had made me question if I was adopted or not, but my questions had disappeared after I had seen how much care and love they would give to me every single day.

However, even though my eyes were normally a color extremely close to black, now they were gradually turning crimson, the dark brown being devoured by the invading red lines that extended into my pupils making them slowly turn red in the process too.