Chapter 4

I lay there, staring blindly at the ceiling and thinking. Thoughts in my head were spinning the most not kind, thoughts about my mother crept in. She felt sorry for her, very much, I knew very well that she fell in love with her father when she was eighteen, at nineteen she was already overwhelmed and her father had to marry. He never hid it, and bluntly said that a child and his military father, probably the same repulsed scumbag, obsessed with pride and honor, forced him to marriage. At first, my mother still tried to leave, but, after all, it's a shame, the wife left and left with the child, what will the colleagues say?

And the bosses? So my father was proud, dignified and correct at work, and at home he took out anger and irritation on his wife and child, because of this hypocrisy I despised and hated him. Therefore, he acted contrary, and this entailed more and more beatings. The father believed that with his fists he would beat out obedience and respect for himself, but received only anger and a piercing look in the back. And my mother was simply afraid, he crushed her under him, for a very long time, this should be changed, this should not continue any longer.

Having slightly oklemovshis, I began to delve into my new knowledge, found something interesting and closed my eyes. A fat pulsating point appeared before my inner gaze, knowing exactly what to do, I pulled it, pulling it into a thread and weaving a simple pattern, saturating its knots with strength. A very strange sensation of power, like the smallest particles, much smaller than an atom, move in waves in every cell of my body, penetrate under the skin, and from there straight into the drawing I create. When I finished weaving, I sighed and felt that the pain was gradually starting to leave my tired body. This process lasted more than half an hour, I lay and did not move, afraid to frighten off the magic. As a result, I began to feel a little better, as far as I understood, this spell healed me a little, but it does not restore my strength, I need to go to the shower and devour. I did not wait for the morning wake-up and wandered into the shower, clinging to the walls with my hands. In the bathroom, I sat down unceremoniously on the tiled floor and turned on the water. Jets poured onto my head, began to flow down onto my shoulders, chest, washing off blood, dirt, sweat, fumes from my skin, everything that had adhered to me during this long night. I was surprised that I so easily accepted the reality of magic, that I myself now possess it, although with all this knowledge in my skull it is very difficult not to believe, and the evidence is extremely convincing.

I washed myself, wrapped myself in a towel and wandered over to my room. You can't eat now, breakfast is on schedule, otherwise there will be beatings again, it's good that in such a case there is always a stash of a couple of chocolates in the portfolio, the hated parent does not think of looking in there. I got dressed, stuffed my old clothes in a large bag and pushed them further under the bed, I need to get rid of today, as well as from the car. He turned on the light, sat down at the table, opened the textbooks, laid them out on the table, put a blank sheet of paper on the notebook, you need to draw up an action plan. If my father taught me something good, then only this, thoughtfully and thoroughly approach to solving each problem. I firmly decided to kill this scum, I did not doubt a single second, he would die, my mother and I would become free and at the same time I would begin to repay the debt to Xa-Aran, which is also not unimportant.

The door creaked, I didn't turn around. The father looked, saw that his son was poring over books early in the morning and left. I know how to kill a person and raise him in the form of a pseudo-living corpse, I must have enough strength. A couple more rituals will need to be done, for this you will need some auxiliary materials, it is their search that I will take care of this afternoon. It's okay if I miss three pairs in histology and practice in anatomy, my father will not be able to find out. When dawn I had breakfast, got dressed, threw my backpack behind my back and left the house, taking with me all the money that I was saving for a rainy day. While my parents are at work, I have to prepare everything. The first thing I did was go to the mall to the hunting store. They refused to sell me a quality knife, they said something about a special permit.