Prologue
Anima was on the floor where her father had thrown her. He had been kicking her over and over again. She curled up, trying to protect her stomach from her father's steel toed boot. She cried out in pain as her father stabbed her with a knife. Her father left her there and went out to go take care of some business. Anima cried as she tended to her wounds. Why did her father have to do this today of all days? Why do it on her birthday? Anima decided that she would leave as soon as she possibly could. She needed to escape before things could get worse. Anima went up to her room and packed a bag of clothes and grabbed a few personal items as well as some jewels. She then walked out the front door and ran in the direction of the woods. Anima looked back at her childhood home one last time, "Goodbye.." She ran into the woods and never looked back again.