This one is a kind of the story of her living as a normal person, not a cultivator. In a normal world where there are no power users, no magic, nothing of previous.
Just for today. :)
Kendra opened her eyes and remembered everything that happened. Her death, her rebirth, the filthy ditch... She felt her stomach churning and ate a bit of her bread before going to the nearby river to check the fish traps.
Luckily there were some and she happily was about to bring them to the city when a carriage passed her. A girl of her age looked ta her in desperation as it went inside the city. Kendra felt sudden pain inside her heart. Her eyes were the same as the children held in that basement. Same desperation, the same wavering eyes.
It's just a short story. I hope you like it? I was planning to make this story actually a simple but then story abbreviated and turned into a cultivation story and I am not sad at all.
I hope you like my novel and that you will continue following me and Kendra's growth.