I chop tree after tree after tree. It’s all I remember, all I’ve ever done is chop and chop and chop. I try to stop but I can’t. It’s as if I have no free will. No control over my own actions. I’m compiled, no driven by (what feels like) divein forces to CHOP THESE TREES! IS THIS TO BE MY LIFE?! NOOOO! NOOOOOOO! I WILL! NO I MUST BREAK FREE!
Lydus using all his strength and will. Begins to fight the forces that control him. He shakes violently and struggles against unknown forces and then it happened. He stopped and he no longer felt those unknown forces willing him anymore. He knew for the fist time in his life he was truly free. Free to do whatever he wanted. With that freedom he took his axe and ran into the forest. From that day on Lydus was a free man.
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