It appeared to be a woman in her thirties who was carrying her infant child on her chest. She had long, dark, wavy hair that hung in a tangled mess around her shoulders. Her hair was covered in sticky sweat, probably from the long hours of labor. But in spite of the difficulty, it was very obvious from the look in her eyes that she was happy to see her young boy in her arms. and her brown almond eyes gave off this impression. After all, it took her nine months to carry the child inside her womb, and then she had to go through hours of additional pain just to give birth to him. The wonderful moment between the mother and her newborn child was suddenly interrupted when someone barged into the room. It was a man who was still catching his breath who entered the room. The man was wearing a smile of excitement upon laying his eyes on the woman, who carried a child in her arms. He could no longer contain his thrill upon seeing the baby boy silently sleeping in his mother’s chest that he
Because the couple was so shaken up by what happened, they decided to seek the counsel of a traditional healer. However, each time the parents showed their son to the healer, the baby boy's eyes eventually returned to their natural brown color. This occurred no matter how many times the parents brought their son to the healer.The couple started to worry that their son's sudden change in eye color could be a sign of a more serious underlying health condition that could affect him in the long run. The fact that they could no longer think of a way to find out what could have caused it and how they could possibly get rid of it added more to their anxiety than the fact that they couldn't think of any other way.However, as the days continued to pass, they became aware that the color of their son's eyes was not the only thing that caused them to be concerned about him. It was also his speedy growth. The couple had no clue how their son could have grown up in front of their very eyes in
CHAPTER 50MAD VISIONThe monstrous being stood right in front of Vandread, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.The only thing that he could recall from that moment was hearing a low growl coming from a distance, but he was unsure how it had gotten there so quickly. It wasn't until this very second that it dawned on him that he was, in fact, inside the lair of the ogre. This wasn't the first time that Vandread had ever set foot in this location; in fact, he'd been here before. He first came here a few days after his birth, when his father and mother were traveling this route with him in order to get to their new home.However, seeing himself in this predicament caused Vandread to have a sudden mad vision to a previous time when he fought an ogre that was nearly the same size as the one that is currently confronting him.However, much to Vandread's astonishment, he had never once come across an ogre in all of his years on this world. Not until today, when he was actually put i
His eyes were hardly convinced by what he saw. He wondered why on earth his father would venture into the depths of the ogre’s lair when all of them knew that it was risky for him to enter that, not to mention that there was an ogre that was around the area.“Father!” Vandread yelled.He was forced to climb down and return for his father since his father didn’t seem to hear him scream. But to Vandread’s wonder, however, his father was nowhere in the area already. He felt mystified that his father was able to run from him immediately.Vandread was left with no choice but to really return to the ogre’s lair. There couldn’t be any other place for his father to go other than that. Certainly, Vandread believed that the reason his father went in was because he was perhaps rescuing Vandread from the risk of getting caught by the ogres.The image of his father risking his life appeared in Vandread’s head, and he couldn’t just stand back without doing anything for his father. He may be complet
He did nothing but stand there motionless as he watched the ogres carry on with their consumption of the meat. After seeing his father's bag lying on the ground, Vandread's fury suddenly came around, and it aggravated him to the point where he went into a rage. Vandread was unable to appear to comprehend the possibility.Vandread's only weapon was the sharpened piece of wood, but the rage he was feeling made him move faster than he normally could. His bravery was much more driven by the desire to slaughter the ogres even though all he had was the sharpened piece of stick in his possession.He did not have any specific plans for how he was going to kill each of the three ogres; rather, what he had in mind was his utmost will to make these abominable creatures pay for what they had done. Vandread wanted them to be severely punished for the fact that they had actually murdered his father and even caused the most inhumane suffering possible by devouring his father's dead body.When he l
"Father, please...please tell me that you are indeed still alive." The words came out of Vandread's mouth almost instantaneously, just in time as tears were also beginning to form in the outer corners of his eyes. The agony and pain that he had been experiencing earlier were now replaced with a feeling of yearning, and he was also relieved to see his father whole and unharmed again. However, he was still hampered by the nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach that everything he was seeing at this very moment could still be part of his hallucinations.His father's response, which was something along the lines of, "I am son," put an end to any remaining uncertainties that he had. He then added, “I was able to get away from them before they even had a chance to catch me." After that, he pulled Vandread into his arms and wrapped it around him in a manner that was very tight.This was the one and only occasion in his entire life on which his father ever felt such intense fear. The thou
It appeared as though storm clouds had descended upon Vandread, as was made abundantly clear by the vicious way in which those crimson eyes darted their gaze on the ogre. The ogre remained motionless on the ground, looking completely helpless.Even though it tried to seize Vandread with its hands on multiple occasions, Vandread managed to evade it each time due to its incredible speed. The ogre wanted to defend itself from the assaults that Vandread was dishing out, but every time it attempted to do so, it was ultimately unsuccessful. It appeared as though Vandread had anticipated the ogre's movements before they occurred. He had already made an estimate as to when the ogre would attack him and when it wouldn't, and everything worked out in Vandread's favor.If things continue as they are, it would appear that Vandread would be the only one who would emerge victorious in the end. Especially considering the fact that the ogre was unable to find any means by which he could regain his p
The tide had turned in the ogre's favor, and he now had the upper hand. Especially now that Vandread was fleeing from the ogre as quickly as he could. However, much to his chagrin, he was unable to come up with any strategies that would allow him to eventually turn things around. There are a couple of different courses of action that Vandread has been considering right up until this very second. The first strategy would be to retreat into the woods and ambush the opponent there. Because of the trees that were all around, the ogre wouldn't be able to jump at that point in time anymore. Despite this, the only thing that could be a problem with that option would be the amount of time. At this rate, Vandread was moving considerably more slowly than he had been earlier. If he decided to go with that alternative, the realization of his goal would either be possible or impossible, depending on how he moved. The second strategy would consist of assaulting the ogre head on. When the ogre t