It's not like I had any chance of escaping before, but each time, the same crippling fear gripped me. "If my parents treated me like this, what would the others do to me?" This question echoed inside me. While I was lost in my thoughts

The slaver approached me with a menacing smile. My tears, which were flowing freely, would not stop, even though I had stopped crying. "What a pathetic piece of sh*t," he cursed in an arrogant tone and with an arrogant smile on his nasty face.

As my tears dripped onto my right fist, a strange tingling sensation ran through me, and my fist began to glow. A bright blue mark pulsed on its surface, glowing almost blindingly. "What is it?" I whispered, fear giving way to confusion. The slaver, who had not noticed the change in me, raised his foot to strike.

Before I could comprehend, my right hand moved of its own accord, blocking a swift kick from the slaver, and in an instant, my fist slammed into his chest with such force that it left a gaping hole. The slaver slumped lifelessly to the ground.

Panic broke out among his men. They cried out, their faces marked by shock and fear. I felt a surge of power flowing through my veins like a torrent.

My body lifted effortlessly, and an unknown energy coursed through my palm. "It's dazzling," I murmured in amazement.

My body launched an attack and released a burst of energy that exploded with unimaginable force. The world around me shook as the explosion engulfed everything within reach. The forest shook; trees were uprooted and tossed aside like twigs. A loud explosion tore through the air and sent shockwaves for miles.

"Why is my body moving by itself?" I asked myself as fear and confusion reigned within me. The force of the explosion should have shattered me, but strangely, it didn't. I opened my eyes and saw a shimmering blue barrier, a protective shield that had formed from the air. It flickered and then vanished into thin air.

"I killed them all!" I whispered as the weight of what I had done came crashing over me. But a new fear replaced the old one. "What is that mark on my hand? What is that power?" My mind was spinning.

I moved forward, intending to go somewhere else first. Suddenly, however, I no longer had control over my body. It was pulling me towards the Bloody Forest of the Dead.

"My mind is in control of me, but my body is moving on its own," I thought in confusion. My body moved towards the forest. I tried, in vain, to control my body.

"Why the hell is my body moving by itself?" I asked myself. I tried my hardest, but nothing worked. I made my way to the forest.

"No, not there!" I exclaimed. I tried my best to resist, but in the end, it was a futile endeavor. a great deal of confusion,

Against my will, I ventured into the "BLOOD DEAD FOREST."