Hello again my sweets! it's been a long time hasn't it?

I'm sorry for the long hiatus but as many of you have seen from my profile, have been busy and overwhelmed with many personal problems and school related stuff.

I thank everyone who has been waiting and sticking with me for more chapters. I am very very sorry for the wait but I'm glad to be back! I am going to make a upload schedule and stick to it so you all know when to expect updates.

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Panic is the only things I felt as time passed quietly. It felt as if a noose was tightening around my neck, leaving me no room to breath.

A week has passed with no signs of movement from who wants me dead. I couldn't just sit idly while twiddling my thumbs. I decided to proactively search for who could want me dead.

Suddenly my mind flashed to the terrible nightmares plaguing my sleep. It was probably the reason I'm not handling my emotions well.

The beast was a sinister creature, after finding out it could not age and grow but only shift into the state of the prey that was eaten. To avoid suspicion, the creature would find another target in a higher position than the last.

With the passing of time the creatures goal no longer focused only on strength rather, he enjoyed playing with the tiny humans who were so gullible. The creature grew a sick a a twisted emotion that fed off of the misery of the human he preyed upon.

It could not maintain it's place in society for long because the human would grow suspicious, constantly on the move the creature soon discovered a solution.

The energy or "souls" of objects is what he digested to transform, not the physical body. Instead of digesting it, he found if human gave it to him and let him share the body, the body would age and once he left the body the soul would enter the after life.

However, since the soul was tainted with his darkness it would no loner cleanly return, it would be rejected. To rather have eternal damnation.

Shivering, I brushed the thoughts away.

Knock, knock-

"Enter." Chrysta entered quickly before bowing.

"Your carriage is ready, miss."

"Thank you." I said with out looking at her.

"Do you need to me to go with you on this trip." With a bit of meekness she asked. I would have thought her as sincere if not knowing who she worked for. Though she worked for the prince and I knew he didn't want to kill me, that didn't mean he could be trusted.

"What a little actress." In my annoyance i let out what I had thought.

"Miss?" She continued to act flawlessly while looking up at me confused. I couldn't take back my mistake so I decided to continue with it. Plus, my frustration has reached it's limits.

"Did I give you permission to look at me with those disgusting eyes. The eyes of a rat are in no way pleasant." Grabbing her chin, I spoke with all of the withheld malice I kept hidden. I didn't know her capabilities, but I didn't care.

I held no fear of death, they say the most dangerous type of man is someone who has nothing to loose. I disagree, I think it is a man who doesn't fear death because he will not care for his own life while trying to take yours.

"You should be careful my maste-"

"Look in my eyes. Tell me what you see." I smiled sweetly while looking into her eyes. Her face visibly paled while looking at me. I slowly leaned into her ear before whipering.

"Tell me, have you ever face death? Looked it in the face while it settled in your bones?." An anger I had never felt washed over me. it was calm, but it could crush anything in its way. And the object of my anger was Chrysta. I couldn't control myself and aimed my anger at her.

Her face visibly paled while her lips quivered. Having realized what I had done, I threw her face away.

"Watch where you stick your nose, I've had a short temper lately." I said as arrogantly as I could before walking away without waiting for a response. I didn't want to offend the prince and get on his bad side and have yet another person who wants to kill me.

Quickly walking to the carriage I try and hurry to get on it but a knight with fluffy pink hair caught my attention. I couldn't help it because pink hair wasn't a natural color in my world. Seeing all these foreign things amazed me, and rather than looking weird they all had stunning beauty.

"Uhm, miss." Snapping me out of my stupor Maverick called out to me. I could tell he thought of me as a little girl having a bit of a crush. but it couldn't say that I thought the mans hair was beautiful. It would only make me seem weirder.

Hiding my embarrassment I quickly got on the carriage, before quickly setting off.