I'm still alive, after a week of have not any food, surprisingly I'm still alive and kicking, but this is not all good, It could be said that I'm constantly suffering.

And only came to my mind the mysterious fruit that I ate was the reason for this, unfortunately, the only information about it that could be found, was in the studio's diary, and this in summary, said that my ancestor stole some seeds from elves on some invasion.

Nothing more, nothing less, only some seed that he plants and only he came to see a shoot after many years, before that, he possibly dies.

But talking to die, my situation was bad.

Even if it seemed that my stomach was going to disintegrate my interior, it didn't do.

Even if I was so weak that seemed as if I was going to fall down at any moment, I continued forward.

Even if my head was going to blow, still this one kept working with normality.

But despite these ailments, still, I could still fulfill my main tasks, as boiling the water, trying to fish, and putting up the barricade, by the way, even if I tied the knife to the spear, still I couldn't pierce any fish, only the cold and frustrating river's water, which reflected like a mirror, my pathetic figure.

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A figure, that as my painful inner, too received strange changes, as it is the appearance of some green stains on my skin, that appear and disappear at their convenience, and that now I took notice that I'm starting to grow green hair.

This last one was the most recent, and what took me to ask if I was becoming a plant, the last thing that remains to confirm this, was that I grew roots, but I have no intentions to test it; if we talking about experiments, I can talk about my recent activity, try to feel that extra that was inside mine.

Since the second day, I have been feeling this, and fills me with intrigue, but In't could do another thing but only continue to feel this and ask myself 'What was that'.

But this changed until this day, this afternoon when was sitting in front of the chimney trying to feel that, for any reason, I could move it a bit.

"It moved, oh it moved, Yes!, it moved."

Said with emotion, for later jumped for happiness, although soon I was going to regret the tiredness that I was going to feel, but I couldn't evade it, With all this discomfort in my body, I was sad.

And to obtain more happiness, I continued trying to move it again.

And I achieved it later for many hours before going to sleep.

I achieved it four times more the next day.

And thirty times more the next day.

finally, as this extra was on all my whole body, I decided to move the part that was in my finger trying to imitate its movement, and it worked, Although was only the tip, it worked; this filled me with happiness.

And more happiness came to me when I could move all my hands at the end of the week and finally conclude that this extra could be the mana that the mages talk about so much.