At that thought, Aiden cast aside every precaution and restraint he had clung to. He struggled to his feet and spread his arms.
He roared at the mass of mist, screaming out all the despair and pain he had endured, all the abuse and humiliation!
"Fate has never been fair to me!"
"Misfortune! If you can truly give me the power to change my life, I'll bear any price you demand!!"
"I! Kane Ressa Aidens Peter! Will give up everything I once had in exchange for a new life!"
Aiden's cries echoed through the twisted mist. The haze, silent only moments before, answered with a series of thunderous rumbles.
Before his eyes, the mist became tendrils like pitch-black vipers and coiled around his body.
Countless bitter accusations, countless rebukes, countless curses, countless humiliations... They rang endlessly in his ears.
"You're a damned whore! You ruined our whole family!"
"You viper! Every misfortune in this village is your fault!"
"Witch! Kill her!! Kill her and everything will be all right!"
Aiden felt as though the malice of the entire world had been poured into him.
He fought to hold himself together and endure the onslaught.
Then, amid that surging tide of venom, he began to hear frenzied voices.
They sounded like hundreds or thousands of men and women speaking as one, every word trailing endless echoes.
"If you all call us a blight, a misfortune... then we'll become misfortune!"
"We'll make the world see!"
"Misfortune will lurk beside everyone and strike when they're most vulnerable!"
"We are... misfortune incarnate!"
"One day, witches will become the norm!"
"The rise of witches... must be accelerated!"
"Self-Awareness! Gender fluidity! Nonhuman genders! The indescribable! Moral supremacy! Social privilege..."
In the end, Aiden felt his thoughts merge completely with theirs. He joined the countless voices