While I was still motionless and Marcel had just lowered himself to bite me, I tried to run away but my hands were tied to the chair.

Me: "It's not true how is that possible. "

Some sort of creepers were now on the chair to tie me to it. As I tried to wrestle that monster's enormous jaw was more than a second away from me. My brain made me do something I never thought I'd do. I

Indeed he was going to bite my head so I was going to move at the last moment so that he would destroy the chair even if I was seriously injured. The jaw reached me and I turned so that he tore my left arm and the chair. The jaw closed firmly on my left limb and the chair broke under this force which was far too great.

So now I found myself on the ground bathed in my own blood without my left arm, but I didn't stay there for long because I knew that every second I spent on the ground was another chance for my life to end.

I got up and rushed to the window and jumped out. The shards of glass sank all over my body but the pain was nothing compared to what I felt right now. I landed my back on the car luckily. At first I was going to look for help at the police station, but I put that aside because I had to treat myself. As I ventured into the residence I found it strange that no one was outside.

Me: "It's true that I live in a small residence but there are always children playing outside or adults talking to each other. Why is there no one there ?"

As I reached the exit of the residence, there were 4 people in front of me. I was about to ignore them when they turned around and like Marcel they had their jaws open up to their ears.

Me : "What have I done to be in such a world?"

So I tried to run, but nothing could stop my blood loss and I was getting weaker and weaker. What a shameful death and the worst in a human body and not even in my original body. As I continued to fight against the growing urge to fall asleep, I saw a path leading to the forest.

Me : Here I can sow them and I can try to heal my wound, but I looked at my missing arm. Finally trying to stop the bleeding. "

I was under a tree stump with a piece of wood that I had managed to set on fire beside me. I took it with my right hand and began to direct it towards my left arm to cauterize my wound but as I was about to pierce my wound my arm refused to move. My whole being was trembling as if my body was telling me that what I was going to do was too dangerous and that I could just wait to die here.

Me: "Am I a coward then? I told myself that I wanted to become the most powerful to give me strength as well as confidence because I was afraid of the new world I was in. I'd been given too much information all of a sudden and all I wanted was to live a normal life but I learn that I'm going to be hunted. "

Little by little I was falling into depression as if a demon was turning all of my thoughts into negative thoughts. As I was about to sink into despair.

I saw in the distance a squirrel mother defending her child against a fox. As I watched this scene, tears began to appear on my face. I got up to help but I couldn't move, I had lost the use of my legs, so I took the stick I was holding and threw it at the fox. After getting his fur a little scorched, this one leak.

I was happy that at the death's door I had managed to save someone and keep a family together and as I was about to fall asleep for good, I felt a ball of fur rubbing against my hand. I looked and it was the mother of the squirrel I had just saved and she had brought me my branch.

Me: "What do you want me to do with this you can see I'm in no condition to move so could you let me die in peace. "

The squirrel did not listen to my words and continued to give me the piece of wood.

Me: "Why should I live when I have nothing important in this life?"

But as I said that I saw my parents as well as Vroul and the promise I had to Cro little by little the negative thoughts came out of my mind and I was taken by a new determination.

Me: "As long as I am still alive I must not lose hope because once hope is lost it will be the end for me. "

So I grabbed the still burning branch and stuck it in my wound. The pain was such that I began to cry tears of blood.

In the midst of all this I feel like this pain triggered something in me as if I had just become another person.

So I shouted these words: "Whoever will want to kill me or harm me, I will give him a fate even worse than death. EVEN WORSE THAN DEATH!!!!"

Then I was taken by a huge laugh as if the devil has taken my body. I had just given up my former life, I was no longer Marcel's snake but the son of Pril and Snar and I was going to make all those who will hurt my relatives and myself suffer.

I was not only going to become the most powerful being in Urdu but a symbol of fear. I want the mere mention of my name to inspire a sense of terror in all living beings of the world.

Author: Small evolution of the character because I had written the first chapters as if he had directly adapted to this new life when in reality he was scared like any person or animal that would be in his place.

So I stopped moving and little by little the forest was less and less illuminated and finally, the moon appeared. But the latter had a strange effect on my person, I could feel my wound closing. Indeed my body absorbed the moonlight to become more powerful and healed itself little by little I began to regain strength and the ability to move.

I was hungry so I got up and went hunting but instead of walking like a human, I started moving like a monkey. I wasn't a human but an animal, this stay in this place reminded me of that. In the distance I saw a vole, I crawled on the ground and once close enough I speared it. I took his body and began to eat it raw like a prehistoric man, tearing the carotid artery at first and opening it in half to feed on his guts.

My body had turned blood red and after finishing my meal I prepared to fight against those monsters.

Finally, I saw two people venturing into the forest, they fell on the body I had left on the ground.

Person 1: "What could have done something so horrible.

Person 2: One thing's for sure it's not one of ours. "

They had just fallen on the vole's body except that he was in terrible shape. His head was severed from his body and his guts and intestines were all over the floor.

Person 1: "Well, there's nothing I think we can do. "

As he was leaving I was in a bush next to them and with surprise, I pierced the head of one of them. The second person noticed that his comrade had just lost his life and the latter panicked.

Person 2: "Who Who are you ?"

I didn't answer and jumped on him and tore his throat out with my jaw. I was now alone in the middle of this bloodbath with blood all over my body as if I was a demon who get out of hell.

I looked at the moon that was my protector and said in a barely audible voice: "You've just created a demon. "