After telling me the origin of the magical abilities, she left in a hurry wishing me a good life but not before giving me a fragment of her crystal ball which allowed me to see my true statistics, it was the last time I saw that lady.

Without knowing it in another part of this town those abusers accused me of violating the law, and of opposing the viceroy's regime, the latter was not interested in an ignorant and humble farmer, until one of these guards mentioned that I am the farmer who lives with Juliet on the outskirts of the city, this with anger ordered me to be arrested for heresy and hostility to the crown, the viceroy is still obsessed with my beloved.

Without noticing that plot I approach the town, I need to buy a new shovel, the one I use is already deteriorated, I have saved a lot to acquire this tool, I want this new shovel to help me build a better future with my family, something inside me worries me, I see that the soldiers begin to see me strangely and murmur when they see me pass by.

I feel that something is not right and I start to get agitated. I speed up my steps, I need to leave this place as soon as possible, as I don't feel comfortable. Probably the wounds from my first visit are reacting. As I cross a lonely alley, a couple of soldiers cut me off and ask me if something is wrong. Seeing me a bit nervous, I indicate that nothing is wrong and that I'm just in a hurry, as I'm anxious to play with my young son.

One of them places the palm of his hand on my shoulder and asks me to accompany them to the barracks, because a few moments ago, a man with facial features similar to mine attacked the head of the cartel, I tell them that a few moments ago I was at the house of an old friend and that I visited the village to make some purchases to manage a farm.

They insist on taking him, I beg them to let me go and explain that I have not committed any crime and that they are mistaken person, they observe my determination and use force to immobilize me, one of them hits me in the stomach and I lose consciousness, I do not know how much time has elapsed since I lost consciousness, I think I am in the cells of the cartel of the guards.

I look at a tall man with blond hair, trying to remember his silhouette. Some images come to my mind, but I can't remember who he is. Suddenly, he approaches me and introduces himself as Luvc. He asks me if I know why I am here. I shake my head from side to side and tell him that I am being framed for a crime I did not commit. Luvc indicates that I have been framed, but this matter is out of his hands, as the viceroy wants my head as a trophy. I fail to understand what is happening and he withdraws.

I am imprisoned, without seeing the sunlight, in a small room where the smell of putrefaction surrounds me. I cry out in desperation, longing to see my little one grow, longing to feel Juliet's caresses. I don't know how much time has passed. Day by day, I am fed a small glass of water. My insides roar for food, I have lost too much weight. I have begun to eat pieces of my skin to mitigate a little my state of decay.

One day that door opens, in my delirium I think they are about to release me, maybe the viceroy will spare my life, the light blinds me, I see that 3 men have entered my residence, one of them coughs loudly, the guards mock at seeing my deteriorated state, they shout at me that now I will have a new companion, I do not understand what happens suddenly the third man is thrown towards me, when I touch his face I think it is an old man, many nights go by, the state of that old man worsens until he dies in my arms.

I do not feel empathy for this man, hunger makes me commit an act of which I am not proud, I bite his neck to drink his blood to quench my thirst, with disgust and repudiation I begin to devour his thighs, at the end of that act I begin to recover my spirits, I tear the legs of the corpse of my companion and I begin to dig a hole I need to escape.

The bones of the corpse's legs break instantly. For countless hours, my fingers have dealt with the cruelty of the hardened prison floor. Each dig was a challenge against the resistance of the ground, and my hands have become silent witnesses to this arduous battle. My fingertips, now devoid of the softness they once knew, are marked by deep cuts and bleeding abrasions. The earth, rough as the fate I am trying to evade, has left its mark on my hands, testifying to my desperate search for freedom.

To regain my strength I have continued ingesting the putrefying flesh of my former companion, I feel disgusted with each bite, the worms slide down my throat, my body rejects it causing me the desire to vomit, with each bite I begin to lose my mind, the only thing that keeps me sane is the memory of my family, suddenly I hear how a guard approaches my cell, his deep voice bounces off the walls of my captivity, suddenly I hear how the door opens slowly.

The dim light of his torch illuminates his face for a few seconds, I can see the horror in his eyes, he cannot believe the scene in front of his eyes, I am covered in blood and a putrid smell surrounds me, like a wild beast I rush towards him , I bite his jugular vein and tear off a piece of his neck, the blood gushes all over my body, as if it were a hungry beast I swallow the piece of meat and start to run like a maniac, the little humanity I had left has died, in the bottom of my heart still lives that poor but happy farmer who loves his family.