I probably only have months to live, she thought.

Akito was just sitting there, watching time slowly tick by. She was barely 20, yet this is supposed to be the last year of her life. She could swear she felt herself grow worse and worse by the day.

Her body was breaking down daily, hourly, with every moment that passed. Her spirit was already broken. It had barely taken months to have them look past her destiny and instear fear her. Fear her as the god she is.

I probably only have a month or two to live, she thought.