The Search for Freedom

Kaila

Alicia brought me to the place where I could pour my heart out of a thousand times for a thousand reasons. This was where she found the seventh person who I needed to kill in order to get rid of the curse that wanted to tear my whole life apart into broken pieces that are impossible to be mend again.

As usual, she told me everything I needed to know about this person. She said that, "she is a rich woman who owned a jewelry store. She wasn't only wealthy, but also powerful, so you should be careful."

I know it wasn't the first time I heard Alicia reminded me to be careful, and maybe she really cared about me, or what could happen when I'm gone.

"She lives in there." Alicia pointed her finger at the jewelry store several feet away. There were many security guards and people around. The store was also nearby the highway, and it seemed difficult to fight that woman because there was a police station there.

"Shit! It seemed to be difficult to enter that store, there are many people there," I complained.

"Don't say that Kaila, there's nothing impossible if you won't give up on achieving something. Just believe you can. You have the power to kill whoever you want. Don't forget that everything you need is already there. Your intelligence and strength."

"Right!" I agreed. "I'm swift and I can use that power to kill the woman who owned the store ahead."

"Yeah, you can use your power, but first let me tell you what your enemy can do: that woman isn't only big, but she has the power of earrings, which can create millions of pins or needles in one flip of her fingers. This time, you absolutely need to be careful because she will surely throw you her pins. It will be painful if they hit you."

"That sounds dangerous, but don't worry too much, Alice. She can't kill me because I already know what to do in order to defeat her," I said.

"Okay, I believe you can defeat her. But you still have to take care, because I will not help you doing that. I need to search for the next person because..." she had not finished her words when I interrupted. "Stop! That's so monotonous. I already memorized that line of yours. You should go now if you won't help me in killing the earrings lady," I said.

"Whoa. How can you make a sobriquet of your enemy on the spot?" Alicia asked.

"Nothing, I'm just using the source of their powers to give them nicknames, so that I won't need to call them the 'seventh person, eight person, ninth person,' and so on. That's so boring," I sighed. "You have a point; that would be uninteresting if you're calling them by numbers, but you can, actually, call them numbers too, so that you won't forget how many people you've already killed," Alicia laughed.

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"Why do I need to know how many people I have already killed if they were already destined to fight me? There will be no one to fight with if there's no one left who was destined to fight me." "Right. I thought you'd say you're not that evil to count the people you've killed. Anyway, I should go now, because you seemed to eat me if I stay here and watch your fight with the earrings woman." "I'll surely eat you if you won't come back here at the right time. You freak."

"Don't worry, I will be back here so that you won't eat me, madam," she replied.

Alicia suddenly disappeared from the spot where she was standing. I don't know if she's always like this-someone who won't stop talking as long as there's someone who entertain her.

Nevermind. My head would ache of thinking. I went near to the jewelry store where the earring lady was. I joined the crowd and pretended to be one of those people who wanted to buy something from the store. After a while, I got an opportunity to talk with the store owner. She was wearing a beautiful shirt and leggings, and she was a little bit fatty. She asked me if I want to buy something, and because I didn't know what I wanted to buy, especially since I didn't had any money because buying something was probably not the reason why I went there, I look for an alibi.

I told the lady that her earrings were beautiful and I wanted to buy them in any amount. She was surprised when she heard me saying those words. She replied that she would just sell the other pair of similar earrings because her earrings were already worn and they have sentimental value for her.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

My intention was different from hers; therefore, I coerced her to sell her earrings to me in any amount, but she chose to have a dispute instead of giving them. Maybe her earrings were so powerful that whatever happens, she would not sale them, though I would offer her a million dollars.

I didn't want to destroy my plan, and because of that, I became submissive in that case, and I told her I would buy another pair of earrings which had the same appearance as hers. I and the lady went inside the other room of the store because her earrings in the front room were no longer the same.

The opportunity showed up by itself when the lady was taking the earrings I wanted to buy. I used my power to move swiftly. I grabbed her earrings with a kick on her buttocks, then she landed on the large container containing her jewels-the place where she should be.

I didn't want her to stand up and fight me back. So I cast a spell to bury her inside the container as I kicked her to fit there. After ten quick kicks, her head was bleeding. She did not even growled, for I was so fast and even though she was so fat, I made her lost consciousness.

Several loud blasts deafened me, but I was lucky, because nobody went inside the room where I murdered the pathetic woman.

To end her life, I turned her neck from front to back. A loud crack filled all over the room. After many loud cracks, the earring lady totally became flabby and breathless. I noticed she wasn't totally ugly, because even though she was fat, she has a high nose, a round face, black eyes, and white skin. But what's the value of her beauty if she's dead?