Episode 7 "Change"

Viol was terrible. His hand and mouth had vomit residue. He was sweating cold because of his broken leg. The clothes he was wearing were stuck to his body and the wetness he felt when he wet himself was replaced by the bad smell. The physical pain he was feeling was unbearable. All the bones in his leg were shattered, his veins were severed, his bones were sticking out of his leg and his skin was dangling to the ground.

Despite all that he's been through, Viol's mind was calm. Even though he was screaming in pain, he kept looking up at the sky. The sky, which was blue until just now was covered with clouds. The clouds in front of the sunlight surrounded the earth with shadows.

It resembled Viol's changing heart.

Viol felt like he heard a voice from far away and then he felt the sharp pain. Catarina had also broken his left leg but this time he did not scream. He just couldn't stand on his knees anymore and slid sideways. For the last time when Viol fell on his back, he felt a big gap in his stomach. It felt wet. His eyes darkened and his consciousness began to fade.

He was dying.

His dreams, his sadness, his happiness, his loneliness, his presence, everything he had were about to disappear from this world. What could a 9-year-old boy have done to deserve this ? That's also what viol was asking himself. Was it a sin to be weak? Was it a sin not to have a pool of Mana? Was he really going to get killed for this?

He was all alone for all his life. He never had a friend, he never tasted love and he never opened himself either. İt was just pure loneliness.

In his final moments, he began to think of King Arthur. He's never been treated like this, has he? He was loved by everyone, wasn't he? He had plenty of friends also everyone in his family loved him and supported him, didn't they?

There was only darkness now. Viol drifted to the lowest parts of the darkness, no longer feeling or seeing anything. As his consciousness fades into Infinity, Viol began to see little blue lights around him. Some were bigger, some were smaller than others. As many as thirty blue lights began to shake slowly. The tremor grew stronger and then the blue lights began to move and fly towards to Viol.

Suddenly, an irresistible rage ignited in Viol's heart, feeling that he was alive again. Everything will be over like this? No! He refused to die like this. He didn't want to die! There were tons of things he wanted to do yet. Starting to feel the pain again, Viol was slowly regaining consciousness. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a mixture of surprise and fear on Catarina's face.

"This fucking bitch!" thought Viol. He frowned and clenched his teeth together. He was trying to reach Catarina's throat with all his remaining power who is bent over his side. Viol, who harbors hatred for someone for the first time, thought that he felt more alive than he ever did. His heart was pounding, trying to suppress the laughter rising up from his throat. This was what he wanted to feel.

Just when his hands reached Catarina's throat, Catarina straighten herself up then stood up. And then she and Alfred just disappeared from the scene. Viol was just staring at what had happened with a big shock on his face. And then he figured out why they left. He heard a loud howl from far away. The monsters were slowly emerging.

"Damn!" Viol thought. "Even God is against me!".

Viol crawled towards one of the guards and took his sword on the ground. Then he continued to drift heading towards to the wagon. He managed to get into the wagon with great effort. He went to the bottom of the wagon and then he started to wait. The sound of the monstrous Wolves kept getting closer. He thought that the smell of blood and bodies attracted them. So maybe if he didn't make a sound, they could have left. Although he had no idea how he was alive, he was alive and this time, he had no intention of dying without a fight.

The monster Wolves had reached the wagon. They were quite scary monsters, reaching seven feet tall, with claws that could crush iron, smoke-gray fur and glowing purple eyes. But even though they looked scary, the air they emitted was nothing compared to the Catarina's Tiger. There were mountains of difference between them. Although Viol didn't make a sound, the Wolves noticed Viol by listening to his heartbeat. One of the Wolves jumped into the wagon and headed towards Viol.

Pretending to be dead, Viol was trying to keep his cool to the fullest. As the Wolf continued to approach him, his heart was pounding, and he was struggling with a mixture of fear and excitement. "Just a little more..."thought Viol. "Just a little more.". "Just a little more."The Beast Wolf was almost face-to-face with Viol now.

"Now!"

Viol took his sword, which he had hidden in the front of the cart and stabbed the wolf in the head. The whole thing happened in seconds. The Wolves felt that one of their flock had been just killed, they began to howl together. It was their way of grieving. Then three of them just jumped into the cart at the same time. Viol, who had predicted this, was in the front of the car. The pass was too small for Wolves to fit in. The wolves that jumped in the wagon at the same time were trapped there because they couldn't move because of each other.

The other wolves outside had spotted Viol. One of the wolves, acting impatiently, hurtled towards Viol. Seeing the wolf coming, Viol noticed the sword, which By Chance had been thrown to the front of cart, Viol grabbed the sword and stabbed into the head of the wolf, which had been thrown towards him. The Wolf, who died with a little moaning, fell on Viol. Completely motionless, Viol was sure the end had come. All the remaining wolves were outraged when they saw that they had lost one more member. This time they were all thrown together towards Viol.

"That's it I guess. At least I die with a fighting."he thoughtl. He closed his eyes then accepted death. But no matter how long Viol waited, he couldn't feel the pain. As he opened his eyes slowly, "Am I Not Dead?" he thought. There was a man with a big armour and an axe that size of a man, a headpiece with a sign of the kingdom of the "Clubs" on his head. The man, who was slowly lifting his headgear, had a warming smile on his face.

- "Are you still alive, kid?" he said.