Where to go now? I’m heading towards north, and that’s a fact. The little problem I have is that my wings are small and I don’t have enough energy to support it for long. I could fly to the beast country, but I would revert to a small child. It would be problematic.

Maybe if I restock somewhere during my travel, that would be enough. I currently know three ways to do that. The simplest is to wait mana to gather. This would take years so no thanks. The best option would be… No I won’t. I don’t want to deform my own personality. I’m no human but that little part won’t let me disgrace myself. I’m woman for fucks sake. The last one is… eating humans. That would cause a lot of trouble. The animals does not have enough life force to try and magical beings are too strong for the current me.

Is it me or I forgot to reason that useless killing is bad? Some kind of reason my mind does not even try to stop me. I mean I know it’s wrong but they are tasty. Something is wrong with my mentality. Let’s just follow Lady Fate’s whisper, I do not dare to oppose her.

Flying over many forests and settlements I reach the point my body starts to revert slowly. I retract my wings and land on the ground, near a small settlement. A few shacks align in a circle with a campfire in the middle. A lot of fresh washed clothes are hanging from poles and many tools used for daily needs are lying on the ground. Textbook nomads. On the bright side, no one will miss them.

I calmly walk towards them when I notice that all of them are sitting around the fire. They are mainly children and women. There are only this much shacks, this means there are no adult males. Interesting.

Why did I have a thought like they are interesting animals? Do I look down on humans now? I don’t know. In a sense humans are animals though. It’s the evolution, if there is something like that in this world. In that sense I’m half monster. Now, I understand where this racism comes from.

When I arrive near the tent I indicate my presence.

“Hi!~ Am I interrupting something? “ I smile at hem.

The adults are looking at me like hell came. Not that far off though. It’s different for the children. Most of them has a curious look on their faces while the others are smiling and waving. I stop a few meters away and tilt my head a little.

“Why don’t they greet back? Do they hate me? Have I done something wrong?”

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I make a confused face for my own amusement. I intentionally didn’t cover my face with the hood so they can see my face. After a few seconds one of the adults came back to life and comes in front of me. Trembling and kneeling. She’s kneeling like one who is pleading for they life.

(Woman) “Oh, Great one, please have mercy on our children, we never held against demons.”

Woah. She’s trembling and crying just seeing my colors. What shit did they put in their heads? I just came to eat them. Oh. Maybe that’s the reason. Wait. I casually thought of eating them like they are grass. On top of that the only reason to this is that it’s more convenient for me to fly than to walk.

Something is fundamentally wrong.

“Don’t worry, I just came here to ask if you would like to trade something. I mean no harm.” At least for now… I’m a little afraid of myself at the moment.

And here it is, the confused teary look from a mother. Oh, god, this hurts me like hell. Let’s just eliminate them. No, I already gave my word. Just endure, little me.

She does not say a word so I have to do something, again.

“It seems you are not in need of my services so I’ll just take my leave after resting.”

I walk past by her, crack a smile at the other group and climb on a nearby three. It has a huge trunk and large branches. Perfect to sleep on. The evening is not that far and I need some time to think about this. Do I want to keep my humanity? I’m not human anymore.

I reach the conclusion that there is no need for me to think like a human. I make a promise that I’ll try to stay a good person, and not harm innocents. My life is in priority over theirs though. I have no problem killing the ones who attack me, and I won’t hesitate to eat them. My other power… shall wait.

When the night comes, I fall asleep. I don’t have to sleep every night, but it was four days ago when I left that city and I was constantly flying. It’s just an idea but sleeping a hundred years would produce me tons of raw power.. I wouldn’t be surprised if this is how dragons mass large amount of might.

During this night something wakes me up, again. Why can’t they let just me be? I hear the clinking sound of weapons and armor. I’m slightly annoyed but not against breakfast in bed.