Baby Princess’ Survival Diary
There was a fishy taste in my mouth.
When I opened my eyes, the chains that bound my arms and legs were in my mouth.
I was hungry, so it looked like I bit it in my mouth.
As the vision gradually became clearer, tangled hair came into my eyes because I couldn’t organize it properly.
In the meantime, rats were moving back and forth.
“She has rat-colored hair, so she looks like a real rat when next to a rat.”
“I know right.”
A guard who was laughing at me threw me the bread he was eating.
In a hurry, I crawled and bit the bread in my mouth.
Tears came out while eating bread.
I hurriedly wiped away my tears.
I don’t know how many days it’s been since I put food in my mouth.
The Duke of Enotis and the temple seemed to abandon me like this.
“What if they know?”
“Well, since she has worked so hard, I think bread is okay.”
I heard guards laughing at me, but I didn’t care.
Because it’s true.
Tears came out.
I didn’t expect such an end.
I dreamed of a day when I would live even if I had to work for it.
I never imagined starving to death in such a cold prison on the floor of a cold orphanage.
I was abandoned when I was two years old, and my divine power was revealed when I was five.
They said it was such a powerful power that they had never seen.
When the Duke of Enotis and the Priest came to visit for the first time, I thought it was really lucky.
Because I was adopted by the Duke family.
I didn’t even know it was the beginning of hell.
The Duke of Enotis had a daughter.
A precious daughter born with divine power.
As soon as I arrived at the Duke’s mansion, I had to go inside the magic chamber.
It was to put my divine power into the holy stone so that the princess could use it.
(The put it as 공녀, like the princess of daughter in the Duke family.)
It was painful to transfer the divine power.
It felt like my whole body was being ripped apart, and at times it felt like being stabbed with a knife.
Although I crawled and struggled on the floor, the priests did not move.
After a frightening time was over, no one talked to me.
That was all my value.
“I, I’m hungry—”
When I didn’t talk, it gradually became difficult to talk.
Stuttering seemed to have become a fun thing among the maids.
They would throw me bread only after seeing me stuttering or counting with my pronunciation.
They threw bread and disappeared every time they heard that it had withered as well.
It was inconvenient to climb up to the rooftop room, which is the highest point in the Duke’s mansion, for fun, so they eventually forgot about me.
In addition, the more the divine power was transferred to the Holy Stone, the longer the time spent in the rooftop room.
I gradually lost my words and thought more.
“Now, let’s go.”
“I, I don’t want to—”
Helplessly dragged along, I learned the word give up.
It was a word that I learned without realizing it after hearing the priest’ words a few times that it was time to give up.
I entered the Duke’s mansion at the age of five and repeated this every day for ten years.
I’m losing my mind and begged for help, and later I begged for them to kill me.
But no one listened to me.
I tried to run away, but all I got back was whipping and a more hellish magic trick.
10 years since I was 5 years old.
When I was fifteen, I lost all my powers and was thrown into a dungeon.
“Rather… Kill… Please kill me…”
Outside the cage, I grabbed the guard’s leg and prayed, but all that came back was a cold refusal.
My powers have already been taken away and I am no different from an ordinary person, but people are reluctant to kill me directly.
At one time, it was a body that had as high a level of divine power as the high priest.
All of the divine power I had was taken away by the daughter of the Duke of Enotis, but they were also afraid of punishment from the God.
It was funny.
If there was God, there was no way I would be like this.
Princess Enotis became a saint of the empire with the divine power she took from me.
Tears that seemed to have dried up formed around my eyes again.
God, don’t abandon me.
I cried and fell asleep and when I woke up, I cried again.
And one day I couldn’t open my eyes.
I wondered if I came out of the dungeon, but when I looked around, it was strange.
This was the room at the orphanage that I had been thinking about over and over again because I wished I could go back.
“Oh, yesh… Kwindness…”
It was really an orphanage when I looked at the kid, who habitually struggled with sleep.
Looking at both hands, the palms were really small.
I was confused if it was my hand, so I opened it up, but it was really my hand.
And the pain that I always felt was gone.
Just in case, I raised a very small divine power.
A white light gathered at my fingertips and then disappeared.
“I, I cowme bawck—”
The first time I received my divine power was in the early spring when I was five years old.
Seeing the wind blowing through the thin walls of the orphanage, it seemed that I had returned to the time I first received divine power.
Tears came out.
“God… Thwank ywu…”
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