It's been a week since we left the checkpoint I set up at the demon wolf's clearing. A few hours ago we passed by a road, It was, interesting, made of something they called asphalt it was leading to the capital of the region but I decided not to follow it as I have been following a feeling to say. There's a place I feel I need to be. I don't know its importance to me only a feeling of belonging and that we are close. It bothers me to be following a feeling but I have nothing else I can follow right now that can answer any questions belonging to who I am, I get some glances between each other and a glare from the last. The only answer I get is from the elven woman and she says she won't answer my question until she knows for sure that's who I am. Once we arrive at this feeling I will get some answers. I am wondering if I am being too kind to the women that they may have forgotten their place I saved them because I needed them for answers and to act as guides. But they haven't proven completely useless as two of the woman gave birth to a small litter of goblins a few days ago and it is amazing to see them grow up in only a few days reaching the same size as the other goblins from before along with how easily they are moldable as I introduced these goblins to a few of the demon wolf Cubs I took with us upon leaving their territories and they have started showing signs of primitive training technique's without any outside help. It does seem their base nature has not changed as this morning I had to forbid the goblins from going after the women but they didn't go after their mother and even brought a small amount of their food for their mothers.

"Can I get your attention for a little?" Looking up from my journal the elven woman was staring at me fidgeting in place.

Closing my journal I stood up from my sitting position. "What do you need."

Taking a deep breath she stared into my eyes. "What do you plan to do with us."

"Guides, servants, mothers what I need of you at the moment."

"Y'you want me to have.."

Cutting her off. "Yes, when the goblins population becomes low or only valuable goblins are left I will need more along with someone to answer my questions."

"Will you treat me well if I obey?"

It would be helpful if she doesn't try to run or fight. "That would be acceptable."

She smiled slightly. "I can work with that."

Glancing towards a bush behind her as it slightly rustled.

"I will offer this deal to all of you. If you do not wish to take this deal you better be long gone before I get back." A last little bit of kindness couldn't hurt.

Glancing to the side a few goblins were playing with a dead rabbit. Turning to check on the woman they left their hiding place and were talking in hushed voices.

"Tell the others to watch them and capture any that try to run. Otherwise don't bother the woman." They simply looked at me for a little before scurrying off.

Now time to find this feeling. Setting off In the general direction of this feeling. The forest was becoming denser to the point where I was almost brushing against the trees as I walked past them.

Stoping, the trees stopped leaving a clearing with a small run-down wooden cabin radiating a thick layer of mana littered all around the small cabin laid corpses strewn about. Many split down the middle, bodies were torn from their waste and a few looked as if they have been torn to shreds from the inside out leaving bits and pieces of entrails pouring out from holes all over their body.

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Moving to the door of the cabin. Pressing my hand on the door it slowly creaked open. Revealing the trashed interior of the cabin. Cupboards torn from the walls or tables and chairs smashed glancing away from the pile of rubble the room was fairly large except for three rooms along the left side of the doors ripped from their hinges. Moving over to the leftmost room it was a rather plain bedroom except for the remains of a large bed centred in the room that still glistened barely with its old splendour. Small pangs of pain pricked at me as I looked upon the bed. Moving away from the room. I turned to the next taking a deep metaphorical breath and moved to the next room. The walls were glistening with a magical gleam as runes flickered about around the room. Looking about the room everything was intact and even in prime condition, there was a small crib in the center of the room with a small box near the back of the room filled with various sorts of toys. Just to the left of this toy box was the body of a scantily clad demon with a thin leather like tail that ended in a heart and a small pair of wings sprouting from her shoulders. Her body was completely intact except for a slash from her ear to lower jaw removing the top of her head leaving a trail of blood trailing down the side of her body to the top half of her head which was crushed into a paste at her side with still the imprint of a large boot in the remains of her skull. A small growing flame of anger was welling up inside me. Turning around I moved onto the next room trying to quell the anger. This room was in the same state as the living room with all the furniture smashed to bits in a corner the only difference was the staircase in the center of the room. The staircase was alight by small magical flames flickering about along the staircase. Moving down the winding staircase it was like a drill into the earth it took me almost 10 minutes to reach the bottom of the staircase. Where it ended, Opening up to a large lobby like area. With the stairs in a corner of the room.

Unlike the upper rooms along the wall were neatly stacked chairs and a desk unlike the neat appearance of the chairs and desk the rest of the room was in disarray much like outside corpses littered the room their deaths for the most part were much cleaner either being from a large hole in their chest or a clean decapitation the corpses lead into large double doors at the back of the room that had the center of the doors blown open. Passing the doors corpses were pushed to the sides of doors leaving enough room for a single file line of people to walk through. The bodies piled up on the sides were unlike the others the armour was no longer leather but switched to Full platemale moving down the hallway there were a few rooms I tried to enter but a glowing red magical circle blocked the door slowly as I moved down the hallway trying the doors near the end of the hallway was a door that was reduced to a fine powder on the ground moving into the room it was empty except for a large magic circle carved into the ground. Or mostly empty, there are 5 large glass containers sitting in a star shape along the edges of the circle that contain a pale purple liquid with a pale purple crystal floating about in the liquid. Moving over to one of these jars I bent down to pick up the jar. As I lifted the jar the crystal bounced about letting a small spark of light every time it came into contact with the edge of the jar.

Sticking my pointer finger into the liquid. A jolt of mana rushed through my body. Pulling my finger from the liquid I wasn't able to move my finger much as the bones that made up my hand had purple crystals bursting out of cracks that formed along my finger. My finger has more than doubled in size. Grabbing my cloak ripped a piece of it off. I covered the top of the jar tying it tight with a small strand of leather I used to keep the top of the pack closed before pushing the jar into the pack.

Throwing the pack back onto my back. I made my way out of the underground area but not before trying all the doors once more. Once I left the underground area I stopped in the kid's room on my way out. I felt hollow while looking about the room like there was a void. Turning around I moved out of the room and made my distance into the forest before turning around getting a last little glimpse of the clearing. I don't need this.