Amidst all the hardship Chiron had been through throughout his life, being suffocated in his sleep was a new experience.
The air in his lungs tightened as his hands flared about. He had never wanted anything so bad as he did air at that mont. His lungs felt as though they would pop out through his throat.
He tried as hard as he could to push Aleen off, but how could the strength of a five-year-old rival the strength of a grown adult male? As the air slowly left his lungs, he couldn't help but be disappointed in himself; it was true that he did not like this world but getting killed the mont he had arrived was plain pathetic.
If only he was stronger, if only he had more strength. Maybe then, just maybe he could have had the ability to change his fate. Thinking to that point, he heard an announcent.
>>You have allocated ten points of major fate changed to Strength.
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