My connection to my forest is steadily getting stronger, and the stronger it gets the more mana I get from it. It will be a day or two before I have the mana to attempt an escape.


    My captors seem the be running low on rations. As a result, they are even more irritable and aggressive. That plus the constant mana deprivation is causing them to go crazy. Thanks to that I managed to overhear them screaming about their employer, a big-shot in one of the nearby city-states. Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.


    They beat me again, but they didn’t stop there this time. I am going to kill them for that.


    I want to see my friends and family again. I want Azrezel to hold me close and tell me everything will be alright. I want to listen to more of my dad’s stories. I want to play games with Tiddol and Par. I want to get out of here, I’m not sure I can last much longer.