Bound and Broken: An Isekai Adventure Dark Fantasy (Melas Book 1) by V.A. Lewis (autobiographies to read .TXT) 📕

notice the Monster charge at me. I did not even feel it when my body limply flew a hundred feet when the monster rammed into me like a truck.

I did not know why I knew what being hit by a truck felt like. Or what a truck was even supposed to be. Nothing made sense to me, and I understood nothing.

Even when I looked up at the 12 foot tall horned bear-like creature as it stood over my crumpled half-dead body, I still did not know what was going on.

Because my mother was dead.

And that was all that mattered to me; I did not care for this world or for the me living in this world. I had already died once, so why did it matter if I died again?

I only cared for my mom, and she was dead. She was the only reason I had to live in this world. So, as the Monster pressed its claws down on my chest and bore its fangs at me, I did not even struggle. The Monster's mouth closed in on me, and then—

A 10 foot titan grabbed the beast and pulled its head back away from me. The Monster struggled against the giant of a man’s grip, but he simply raised it above his head. With both of his hands, the titan ripped the monster in half.

Blood and guts rained down all over me, but I did not blink. I stared at my savior and for the first time in what felt like forever, I felt something other than despair. Something that burned within me. At first, I did not know what it was. And as I tried to figure it out, two more figures appeared behind the giant of a man, and together they surrounded me.

The first to speak was the titan. He stood to my left, wearing a full set of knight’s armor that covered all but his eyes. Two gleaming red pupils shone through the visor of his helmet, and an ethereal voice echoed through it.

"Child of creation, fear not the perils of life and embrace death. Thou art one destined to be His, and through Him thou shalt attain salvation."

The next to speak was the man to my right. He was dressed all in black and had a pointed hat. I recognized him as the man I met in the forest a few days ago. He had brilliant blue eyes that reflected the moon's light, and his voice was just as rough yet proper as I remembered.

"Young one, He has granted your desires. He has given you all that you wished for. All that you have asked of Him. And with Him, you shall be supreme."

And finally, the child standing in front of me spoke. He was a boy who looked a few years older than myself. He had white hair and was dressed in purple robes lined with gold trimmings. He looked at me with piercing golden eyes, and smiled gently. But unlike the others, he did not address me.

"Long may He reign."

That was all he said before he touched me. And when he did, I felt my consciousness fading and darkness slowly envelope me.

As my consciousness vanished, my mind cleared up for a second. For just a moment, I could think clearly. And it was then, I understood what it was I felt burning deep inside me.

I finally realized that I truly despised this world.

The End of

PART ONE

Chapter 10: Interlude - Villamcreek

It was morning when the young woman woke up. She groggily rubbed at her eyes as she took in the sun’s rays. The red haired woman yawned and slowly sat up in her bed— except, it was not her bed.

Fria realized this and jumped out of the bed and took in her surroundings. She was alive. That was good. But what happened? The last thing the young Inquisitor remembered was… the Fiend.

The Fiend had just killed Leon and was dragging his corpse around. Fria remembered seeing that and flying into a fit of rage, attacking the heretic and then—

And then she blew up.

Fria looked down at herself and saw no wounds on her body. She was not wearing her armor, but was instead clothed in some loose fitting robes. The red head touched herself and only felt soft skin, almost as if the flesh was tender and new.

It was the work of a healing potion. Her skin and tissues would be delicate and easy to come into harm for the next few days, and her muscles would be weaker. She would have to be careful not to injure herself before she was fully recovered.

The young woman fell at the thought. Fria was a new Inquisitor and this was her first mission. And it was not just a regular first mission Inquisitors took. No— it was a mission with Saint Theron.

The Saint was a handsome, charming, and talented man. She knew he had a vow of celibacy, but she at least wanted to try and impress him a little. Of course, she also wanted to prove herself to her team but—

Fria’s train of thought was interrupted by a knock from the door. The red head looked up and saw the door swing open as Saint Theron entered the room.

The blonde man was carrying a bowl of soup and seemed startled to see her up and about. "Fria… you’re awake. That’s good."

Saint Theron placed the bowl on a table next to the bed and smiled at the young woman. She blushed.

"Oh, thank you." She managed to muster a smile back, and then it immediately slipped. "I— um, I’m sorry for letting you down. I was careless. It’s just— I saw Leon and…"

Fria trailed off. Saint Theron just nodded and then shook his head.

"We were all careless. The Fiend was much