Fuck Not

It's been more than half an hour since Evangeline has been wondering in the snow on foot. She was now far from the castle and approaching where the light of the moon does not touch for many reasons. The creepy overgrown trees intertwined. It scared her so much the closer she got to the border of the realm of demons that she thought her heart will tear out of her chest any time soon.

She would pause midway and consider turning around and beg her grandmother the next day to have mercy on her. She saw no reason why she needs to do this. It really looked like she was being sent on a suicide mission. But not to worry, as long as she can still be possessed by that divine spirit of strength—it shouldn't be so easy to die in the hands of a demon tonight.