Luna began to write the second chapter after a quick bath in her tent with the help of Carla.

[Chapter 2

Time feels really strange when you are restricted to spend all your time in a single room. I counted days but stopped when I reached hundred. What was the meaning of measure time anyways. The sun rises and sets, the moon rises and sets. Sunlight shines through the fissures in the walls on one day and rain would fall through the holes in the roof on an other day. Slowly I managed to learn crawling, than walking, than speaking. Sometimes mother would watch me as if I was an especially interesting insect and sometimes she would hug me or even smile when she saw me. Did she has awareness or was it just the instincts of a mother? I couldn't tell. But I found out why she was so apathetic. One day I raised my arms to reach the collar around her neck - maybe I could free her from it one day. She lowered her head while watching me trying to understand what I did. But when I touched her collar I finally understood everything. It was as if my mind had completely become blank. What did I want to do again? Who was this woman? Who was I? I did not even understood those questions. They were just sounds that gave me a headache. I stopped thinking - ah, that was better - and looked with uncomprehending eyes at the woman whose face was centimeters away from me. And she looked back with equally empty eyes. How much time passed? A second? A minute? An hour? I do not know.

At one point in time the woman probably gave up in studying me and raised her head so that my hands disconnected from her collar. It was like awakening from a deep slumber or like emerging from a deep ocean. How horrible. All those women who wore those collars who looked with empty eyes in some random direction. That was most certainly a fate worst than death. I know since I died before after all. At that moment I decided that I would rather die than ever wear such a collar. Then I thought about my mother who has spent her whole life in this state and my heart hurted so much. I wanted to save her or to wake up from this nightmare. But time just continued as slow as before.

After two hundred or maybe three hundred days came the day when mother stopped breastfeeding me. Was it a conscious decision or just instinct? Probably the later. But from now on she would bring me the green vegetables every day. The first time a ate those vegetables (I would later learn that they are called Callio kale) was really strange. It was not the taste - that was awful as expected - but that I felt some kind of fluid power flowing into me. It did not really make me stronger but I somehow knew that it was power. I tried to move it and failed, tried again, again and again till I finally succeeded. Was this what they called mana? My former world did not have any mana so I was not sure but I decided to give it a shot. From then on out I would eat the Callio kale and train to move my mana till I got a headache. Then I would train to move my body. The women and other babies all watched me not understanding what I did but I did not care. I trained relentlessly. I did not know at that time but I was probably the youngest human ever to begin cultivating mana.]

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She laid down quill.

'Good enough I guess.'

Her stomach hummed.

'I guess I'm hungry. I haven't eaten anything yet. First the fight with the arch demon and then my book - I totally forgot about eating. Where is Carla?'

She looked around but couldn't find her childhood friend.

'I guess I go through the camp and search for something to eat.'

She went through the camp and in the supply tent.

"General!"

A soldier from the provision unit saluted.

"Stand at ease. Do you have anything warm to eat?"

"Yes! The cooking unit just finished the potato soup. I bring you a portion at once."

He said and ran away. The army under Luna was the only vegan army of Namar and probable in whole Kalar. The reason was pretty simple. Luna was always reminded of her childhood when ever Luna saw anyone eating meat or drinking milk and this annoyed her. And there was nothing more dangerous than an annoyed Luna. Not even the royal family was safe from her. One time she was invited to a banquet and the result included hundreds of injured cooks, guests and guards as well as many destroyed palace rooms. 'How dare they open their disgusting mouths showing me how they munch cadavers. I hate cadaveric odour. As long as it isn't a demon. But I would never eat a demon. They are too disgusting.' thought Luna back then. All parties afterwards were vegan when Luna was invited. The people even became used to it and vegan food soon was something like a political statement symbolising that humans were more sophisticated than demons. Everyone in Luna's army also knew what would happen if they eat meat in front of their general and nobody wanted Luna as an enemy. So it was only natural that her army was completely vegan.