Hey my sweets!(≧∇≦)/

I don't think I will update this coming up Saturday since this week will be Thanksgiving holiday break.

If I have time I will update, but since I will be spending time with loved ones I don't know if I will be able to.

I can't believe we have made it this far in the book, although it is not that far in reality, it feels this way to me. It's kind of like watching your baby grow in a way. I cannot wait to see my book finished yet I don't want to end it. It is bitter sweet. (*^﹏^*)

I've enjoyed the journey of writing this book, and I can't wait to see all of your reactions to the future chapters. All of the responses I get from every single one of you mean the world to me, this book would not have gotten this far if not for you all. +｡:.ﾟTHANKヽ(*'∀)ﾉﾟYOU.:｡+ﾟ

I hope you all continue to support me and my future works, this story won't be the end of it. I have planned to do a spin off of this story. (つ≧▽≦)つ

Inspired by none other than than a lovely reader. (Hehe. ʱªʱªʱª(ᕑᗢूᓫ∗)See what I did there? ...No? Oh, okay...（◞‸◟) )

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Anyways, let's get on with the chapter!ミ ᕕ(ᐛ) ᕗ

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I sat in my bed, unmoving.

My mind empty from all thoughts.

I did not want to question this all yet. I would not get answers, only more unanswered questions. I knew I came back, but would it happen again if I was kill yet again?

I was uncertain.

I was on thin ice, I couldn't act recklessly with the thought that this was my safety net. All I knew as of now was that I wanted to survive. If I could, well that was another thing.

Knock, knock.

"Come in." I hardened my resolve.

Chrysta walked in with a food tray, as well as another maid holding commoner clothing. Exactly like the morning of going to finish the orphanage.

I didn't question anything as Chrysta set my lunch in front of me.

"Young Miss, the carriage will be here after lunch is served." I said nothing, only observing. I wondered if the day would continue the same.

Would I die again?

Stuck forever in miserable time loop?

Chrysta and the maid left quickly after seeing no response from me. I had no appetite, I only took the pills left beside my meal.

I stood up and walked to the window, running my hand over the window seal. I couldn't help basking in the sunlight that shone warmly on me. As if to comfort me, it gently caressed my skin, making me feel alive.

I unknowingly took a deep breath in, maybe out of relief or to confirm that I was truly alive. It could have very well of been both.

I looked out into the maze like garden, surrounded by a deep forest. It was then I had realized that I had never ventured far into the garden. I moved my gaze to the forest surrounding the garden.

It beautifully dangerous, if you ventured in would get lost, to yourself and the world. Never to be seen again.

I felt that this world was the same as the forest.

It was dazzlingly beautiful, however it hid a danger to those who were outsiders. This world was much like the forest, it was a eat or be eaten world. It was a survival of the fittest.

I let out a bitter chuckle.

Was there even a point in trying to survive, only to be devoured by a bigger beast. However, I still wish to survive. To cling to the things that I love.

My only plan to survive was to make a deal with the biggest beast, but I could be eaten if the beast decided to.

I felt hopeless, but what could I do besides trying to live another day?

I looked at the base of the forest, only to see a white bunny entering the forest slowly and cautiously. I continued to watch the bunny until I couldn't see it anymore.

What would be it's fate?

I didn't not know, but anyone could guess with the forest being filled with feral beasts. I could hope and pray that it lives against all odds, although it was unrealistic.

I looked desperately at the forest, as if asking, no, begging it to protect the bunny. However, as if to laugh at my immature wish, the forest shook with the wind.

Nevertheless, I continued to look at the unforgiving forest not knowing why. The connection I felt to the forest was a shallow bitter one.

Even so...