Woke up, my shoulders stiff as ever, like I hadn't slept a minute. I made something ready for the kids to eat and left for the basement, where I had planned to clean up and prepare my base.

Things looked like I had left them last time since my mind was not in the right place, and I tunnel-visioned into getting my revenge. The papers were scattered, and sharp claw marks were on the basement floor. Not thinking twice, I grab a broom that I made myself, not that we had the money to get a good broom anyway. "Money…" the thought of money made me realize that I had a severe lack of resources to begin my big plan. Starting small and steady was the right option.

Making plans in the heat of the moment was not the right thing to do. Gathering intel on the small family branches and ensuring that I got into Xenovia academy were top priorities. After 2 hours of cleaning, I was finally done, and the letters that had been in the drawer were put in order across the wall as a wa