Call me childish, I don't care, I'm feeling petty right now and with the way my emotions are about to blow up, things are gonna start acting out of hand.

  ... I don't want to, of course, but with how things developed, I have to.

  I mean, what else can I do?! Blame myself for leaving my family alone?! The guilt would eat me alive!

  A heavy breath comes out before I can stop it, I stopped myself short from stomping my foot and focus on other things. Like the weather.

  Snow, for some reason, has refused to fall. I don't know if it's just my frustration talking or what... Ah, who am I kidding? It's definitely the frustration. I'm looking for something that isn't there, this has happened several times in the past already.

  "You're okay, looking for the smallest mistake is normal, what were your parents doing before you started screaming at them?"

  Just blame external things, like the environment, not the people.

  But I can't just do that now can I? I can't just blame the environment right now, these same "people" are at fault!

  Even if it's just to briefly forget about what's happening, I decide to scan the surrounding field. What my eyes caught was a mess, not as bad as the one my parents are dealing with, but a mess regardless.

  There are missing igloos here, and the few that have remained intact have the layer of ice that I cast over the walls cracked. An attack has happened here, and I'm guessing the people who lived in the igloos that have been destroyed are behind me.

  Supporting my family means they get my support as well, but not everyone did that.

  Only some of the igloos have been destroyed. Some. Even after everything I've done for them, these pieces of shit still betrayed me in the end. I gave them food, helped them during winter, and was the reason why their goddamn igloos are standing!

  These useless..!

  "Rontress, you're fuming again, are you okay?" Laself's question put me back in the present, I unlenched my fists and held her hand. "What are you thinking about?"

  "Nothing." I let go of her hand and walked forward, leaving her behind gave me some peace of mind, but not a lot of it. I just came back and she's already starting to ask about what's going on with me.

  Does she have to be so nosy? Her questions are pissing me off, genuinely. I'm starting to get annoyed and if it wasn't for my patience, I would have lashed out at her and taken all my frustrations out on her.

  Laself really needed to be careful with what she's doing...

  "Laself." I stop walking and let out a sigh, I stare at her, my gaze dead. "I'm sorry, but can you please stop talking? I don't wanna hear your questions about me right now."

  "I-I'm sorry." Laself looked down, her voice was meek and low enough to be inaudible. "I didn't mean to push you, I was just trying to..."

  "I know!" I scream at her, the meek voice she's using only made me feel bad for a moment, but hearing it again just pisses me off! It's so grating to my ears!

  "Okay."

  "Look, Laself, I'm sorry okay?" I went near her and hugged her. "I'm just frustrated right now, and I don't want to take it out on you, but thinking about it only makes me angrier you know? And hearing your questions just feels like you're trying to pry into my business, which I don't want."

  "I'm gonna go ahead and see what's going on with these people." I turn away from her and start walking. "See you." There's a decent chance I was far enough for her to not hear what I just said, or this one. "And I'm sorry."

  My jaw was tense as I near one of the igloos. With each step, my heartbeat gets stronger. I start hearing it at some point, it's loud enough to make me ignore the way I clench my fists and how my body tenses.

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  There was no politeness when I entered the igloo, I didn't even bother to go in via the entrance, I kicked down the wall and entered without hesitation.

  This, of course, leads to people staring at me in fear, they're probably worried about having a hole in their igloo as well— I try not to smile when an idea comes to me. They want to betray me? Fine. — but if they didn't want to feel this way then they should have made the right choice.

  Around 14 people are huddled together here, at the sight of them, I can't help but scoff. "You're all better off dying, it's not like it matters does it? You'll just breed like rabbits again once this is all over."

  Disgust, cruelty, and apathy for their situation, that's the three things I'm feeling at this exact moment and the emotions are as genuine as they can get. I'm not one to call myself evil, nor do I think I am, but these people are just pushing the line. No, they did push the line.

  "Rontress? Is that you?! What happened you're—" a woman at the front of the group came forward but a scream from me stopped her.

  "Shut up! You don't get to say anything!" I take out my dagger and point it at them. "[Wind Blast]." If it was possible, then the heat of my glare could melt steel. "You better shut the fuck up or I'm gonna make all your organs explode."

  They all backed down at that, guess the threat that my magic poses gets acknowledged for once. I laugh, I couldn't help it, "you know, you animals are worse than adventurers when it comes to education and somehow, you're better at them when gouging out how strong I am!"

  "Rontress..." The woman stops talking when I point my wand again.

  I take a deep breath, the air makes my head cool. "You all are on your own from now on, fuck you."

  Two waves of vibrations struck the igloo's walls, shattering the building into nothing. I leave the family alone, they clearly didn't need my help right? No one here needs my help, then that can only mean that it's fine if I destroy everything I've built!

  One by one, I break the igloos that I've painstakingly guided to be built in the past. I was patient while watching these uneducated peasants build their homes for the winter. I waited for days and delayed my own growth because I froze these things to reinforce them.

  All of that work and for what? For these people to run away when things get rough?!

  Well they can all ask the church for help after this!

  None of them tried to stop me during my rampage, and no one came forward when I was finally done. What did happen was that they were begging my parents for help, like they somehow couldn't see the state they were in!

  My breathing became audibly more rough, I was getting angrier by the second and there's nothing more that I want other than to punch their face in!

  I walked faster just to hear what kind of words they were sputtering to beg my family for mercy, that and explain why I couldn't give less of a shit about their situation and that they should run to the church if they need help.

  "Please— she's destroying—" I didn't want to hear it, so I tuned it out and listened to my mother's response.

  "I don't think I can stop her even if you ask me to."

  My hand snakes forward and I grab the woman by the hair, I pull her towards me until we're face to face. "She's right, do you really think my parents can stop me even if they asked? And even if they want me to stop, I've already ruined everything."

  What will stopping me do now? It's laughable that they somehow think they have a chance at getting their stuff back, they can build it again of course, and maybe they will even get some help from the church, I personally couldn't care less.

  "Well, that's because you're cursed, aren't you?"

  Hearing his voice alone made my blood boil. I didn't turn around immediately, I was too scared of what I would do once I saw his face.

  Folsan, for some reason or the other, has never gotten my respect, and now I think I know why: this guy is the most useless head priest I have ever seen and now that I have a reason to go against him, I'm gonna do what I've always wanted, and that's to punch his face.

  But that can't happen yet, he's part of the church, an organization that's second only to the royal family themselves. If I want to win this, I have to play his game.

  "And what about you? Huh? Didn't that mean you failed as a priest? I was inside your walls!" He thinks he can use the masses against me? Convince them that I'm somehow a demon? Hilarious.

  "Not only that, these people are asking for help!" I gesture towards the families I just turned homeless. "And in the middle of winter at that!"

  "You..."

  "Yes, me, I destroyed their homes." Because calling myself evil means that he gets discredited, again, I was an acolyte. "And you're supposed to help aren't you? You're part of the church!"

  "You—" he started coming over with an angry face like he can fight me or something.

  "Nope." I pointed my wand. "You're not beating me even with the entirety of Flotol by your side, you can ask the church in Ghorise for help if you want? I'll simply say I was an acolyte."

  Folsan paused, then reluctantly, he eyed the animals around me, they were shivering and looked scared, I felt proud at my handiwork, seeing their faces is cathartic.

  "Help them." Folsan finally relented, good.

  "Rontress, I'm sorry, please." A woman I didn't recognize kneeled in front of me.

  I kicked her away, what the fuck is this one on about? She finally got her help! I no longer had anything to do with her. "Fuck off."

  My wand got pointed at those who stayed, I wanted them to leave with the church and eat away at the limited resources Flotol currently has. I want them to take up space, and in general, I want them to disturb the leaders of Flotol as well as the general population in it.

  Slowing them down means that my own resources would be superior when verbal blows come around, I can get the high ground.

  And all because I got rid of the two faced parasites clinging to me, good riddance.