A/N This is the last chapter where I'm just summarizing the things that happened. After this chapter I'm going to input more dialogue from the MC.

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I became 13 years old today and my family had a small party to celebrate it. The only people that were missing were my older brother and sister.

My sister got married a year ago when she was 18 and she gave an excuse saying that she wasn't feeling well and couldn't attend. My brother said that he has to go on a very important mission and that it would help increase his rank a lot. Well I know that they both hate me so I don't really care about them.

A slave came in and told us that guests have arrived in front of the house. My father had gleaming eyes and looked excited for some reason. I was hoping that he got me a really good present.

The slave brought in a man who was built like Arnold Schwarzzeneger and a young boy who looked to be around 13-14 years old and pretty good looking. (no homo)

"Ha ha ha! It's good to see you Tomas. Ah, I see your son Garret has grown up a bit since I last saw him." My father said.

"Ha ha. Yes he has quite grown a bit. Well, well, well. Your daughter is growing up to be quite the flower Roy. Did you tell her about it?" Said the huge man.

"Ha ha ha. I wanted it to be a surprise. Come here Alex. Let me introduce you to one of my old friends. This is Tomas and his son Garret. He is your fiance!"

"What!!!" I screamed.

"Ha Ha HA hA. She looks happy. Well, we just came here to say hello and wish happy birthday to my future daughter-in-law. We'll be going now." said Tomas.

As they left my facial expression was very dark and I looked at my father with daggers. When my father saw my expression his face frowned.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you unhappy with your future husband?" My father asked me.

"Yes. In fact I am father dearest. Why was I not informed of my marriage? And why do you get to choose who I get married to?!!" I practically yelled the entire thing.

My father's frown turned into an angry scowl and he reprimanded me about how great Arnold is and how they went on many great adventures together and they promised to have their children get married one day. Luckily my mother intervened and she stopped my father's ranting.

He sent me up to my room without dinner that night.

I knew that he would probably marry me off when I become an adult, so 16. '

I have 3 more years to get stronger and run away. Wait scratch that. 2 and a half years left.'

From that day on I began to train like mad and made much more progress than before the thought of having a dick inside me was not something I wanted to experience at all.

One day... it happened.... The pain was agonizing. I cried out in pain and tears slid down my cheeks. Yes. Today was the day of my first period. My mother had to stay with me the entire day and console me that the world wasn't ending. It was probably the worst day of my life so far and I dreaded that it would keep on coming till I become an old hag....

2 years passed, and my Western Sword style finally reached the Advanced level and my father was proud of me but he didn't know that I was secretly training to run away from him. The North and East style were still stuck in the Beginner level but I was able to improve my South style to Intermediate rank.

During these two years my breasts have grown quite a bit. I'm assuming that they are at the peak stage of a B cup and I am hoping they will grow some more. It is really fun playing with them when I'm alone and watching them jiggle.

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H-Hey.... don't judge me. I'd bet that you would play with your boobs if you had some too! I'm not a pervert! It's my own body after all! I can do whatever I want. I'm just... um... exploring my body... yeah....

So... one day... I got a bit curious while taking a bath... I sorta... ahem.... masturbated....

I just started to rub myself down there because I was curious as to how a female organs felt like and I gotta say... it was electrifying. My body temperature increased and rubbed my clitoris harder and faster while pinching my nipples. When I finally climaxed it felt like I was floating on top of a cloud. I could certainly get used to this.

Ahem. Going back on track. My magic increased significantly also. I stopped getting lessons from my tutors except for my lightning teacher because I was only in intermediate rank for it. I also copied down the lessons and gave them to Matthew to learn. He was able to reach the Advanced rank in lightning and Intermediate rank in the Western style which specializes in speed.

All of my magic was the same except for lightning and Fire magic which ranked up. The only reason I couldn't rank up in Earth magic is simply because I don't have enough mana. Mana is the basis of all magic and I need enough mana to cast the spell that allows me to rank up.

In order to increase my mana pool I have to meditate and focus on increasing the amount of mana I currently have by absorbing the natural mana around me. This takes  a long amount of time which is why I haven't made much progress in ranking up.

But recently I have been doing experiments with my magic, mostly with earth magic. I figured that because it is earth magic it is very similar to my planet Earth. And since the earth has metals in it I have experiment with the process of using magic to bend metal to my will. I have been making slow process and am currently able to feel the various types of metals underneath the earth.

My father has reached the master rank of the Northern style a while back and he went on a dangerous mission to subdue some monsters or something.

One day while I was enjoying my time with Matthew, father unexpectedly came back and was furious.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING HANGING AROUND WITH THAT TRASH!!!!"

This was the first time that I was truly terrified of my father. He had a scary light blue aura that encompassed him and it made me feel intimidated. It was like I was facing a ferocious beast that could kill me whenever it wanted.

He made me watch as he whipped Matthew and as he cried out painfully. After Matthew was covered in his own blood, father told one of the other slaves to sell him to the Coliseum.

I was fearful for Matthew. I knew what happened to slaves that were sent to the Coliseum mostly died in their first fight. It was a place where people don't survive for longer than a year.

Father then went on to teach me a lesson. He told me to grab my sword and get into my stance.

He was a blur and appeared behind me. I didn't have a chance to react as he smacked me on the head with enough force to send my flying a dozen feet away.

He then began to beat me until I lost consciousness.

When I woke up I was covered in bruises and my body was filled with pain. My little brother was sleeping next to me while drooling.

I smiled at him and patted his head softly.

I madey decision that I would leave immediately.

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