I look at my hands in shock, the paper was back at its original form, yet the red light wasn going away from my palm. Even rubbing it on my night gown won make any difference.
The more I panicked the brighter the color got. After a few minutes and trying different ways of making it disappear, I get reminded of all the web-novels I had read, some were in fantasy or Murim and cultivation styles.
Its not like I have anything to lose by trying…
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, strangely enough I feel warmth in my chest, like a flowing river, some kind of power which I assume to be mana travels around my veins, getting mixed with my blood and absorbing something from thin air.
I focus on my glowing hand, feeling my body getting hotter and the warmth getting stronger to the point of feeling pain. I open my eyes, the uncontrollable energy in my hand was still there but the color had changed. It had become a darker shade of red and perhaps a little smaller in size. Even though I opened my eyes and stopped cultivating, the heat only got stronger and the pain spread throughout my body.
Whats going on with my body?
I grab a chair as I bend down in pain, but to my surprise the chair turns to dust with a single touch.
sweat spreads on my forehead and fall down, even the place I put my hand on the floor was turning into dust.
…is this Scarlets power of destruction?!
Never before had I felt so defeated and helpless, not even in my nightmare, I try to gasp for air but thats useless as well…its all helpless…Im going to die here…
I slowly lose all hope, all the encouraging words of motivational talkers and even my past self to