When I made the recall scroll, I made sure that I would be able to notice it no matter what. Even if I am on the other side of the world or in the deepest parts of the ocean, I would notice it.

  That particular scroll was special, its effects were directly connected to the unique signature of my soul so when activated, I would hear it no matter what. Well, hear is inaccurate, the feeling is closer to having a piece of me ripped apart.

  Between the pain driven into me by the ritual and the one I got from getting the scroll ripped out, the latter won out by several magnitudes. It's like comparing a pinch to getting your guts ripped out, it's not even close.

  Naturally, since I am currently going through the experience of having my entire body broken and fixed repeatedly, the pain I got from the scroll only amplified what I was feeling.

  And yet at the same time, it also made my mind clear, and once my thoughts pushed through the haze of pain, I finally had a fighting chance to keep my sanity. Whether or not I would have succeeded without this was out of the question, I would have won, but what comes out on the other side wouldn't be me anymore.

  A guttural scream ripped itself out of my throat, my limbs, which had been paralyzed by the pain moments ago, began to move and writhe, my bones snapped in ways they shouldn't and my muscles every time they moved.

  My movements had no rhythm to them, it was simply doing things for the sake of it, the pain was my guidance and there is nothing in my mind but the constant desire to escape it. Everything has gone numb and even the constant hurt started to dull, my mind was getting used to it.

  It didn't take long for me to get some semblance of control over my body, I can feel the changes to myself at a molecular level and I can tell that I was no longer human, there was no inch of me that's still flesh and all that's left is wood and plant fiber.

  Disgust should be my first reaction, that's what most people who go through the process of becoming inhuman feel the moment that they complete it. I didn't feel this way, instead I felt glad, the pain in my soul reminded me that even if I was no longer human physically, I was still the same person spiritually.

  And that will never change, it didn't change when I first became Rontress and it won't change even if I become a Dryad.

  I think therefore I am, and my thoughts didn't change, I am still the same person. As far as I'm aware, I simply became a more powerful version of myself, and that is a good thing, because I need this kind of power coming forward.

  Becoming an inhuman has its perks, like an increase in stats— I'm not sure just by how a Dryad gives me though. — but on top of that, being a Dryad means I have extreme levels of regeneration and that I am resistant to corruption, just like the trees.

  There's also the typical Dryad ability of controlling plant life as well as revival, if I die, I should come back to this tree. If there's a limit to this ability, then I'll be able to figure it out once I do die, which I am not planning on doing, ever.

  "Just because I have a safety net now doesn't mean that I am reckless." I tell myself this physically knowing that at some point, I will start acting reckless.

  Revival is a powerful thing, being able to live again after death is something that most people dream of, and I have just gotten that ability, it's best to be cautious.

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  Besides that, I'm also immortal now, effectively, I will never age unless I want to. I should still age naturally, growing until I reach my prime and then stopping there until the day someone finds a way to permanently kill me. Or maybe I'm wrong and this won't actually happen.

  Staying as a 9 year old for the rest of my life just sounds like hell so I hope that I still keep aging.

  Another jolt of pain that came from the deepest part of my soul attacked me, this basic thing reminded me that there's something that I needed to do and I decided to stop wasting more time inside of my head and get going.

  Picking up the clothes I threw earlier and then wearing them took only a minute, this giant tree now answers to my beck and call so all I needed to do was ask it to hand me the pieces of clothing and the wood moved to fulfill my desires.

  With how malleable my body has become, all it takes is to simply morph my limbs and the shirt is on my person in less than a second.

  Once I was fully dressed, I commanded the tree to open up and make way for me, wood parted as I got near it and I was soon staring at the afternoon sky.

  My eyes may not be as good as an elf or a harpy inhuman but they still got upgraded, pairing them with my connection to plant life lets me scan the earth and see what's happening for several hundred meters.

  With how sharp my senses have become, it didn't take me long to see that my parents are in danger, not just them, but several other people as well.

  Since they're so far away, there's only one way to save them: "[Maximum Strength Boost], [Maximum Dexterity Boost]."

  My mana has become more efficient and the amount I can store inside of myself has increased by leaps and bounds, and so, using half of my maximum mana on these two buffing spells essentially gave me a lot of power.

  I am currently empty though, and the buffs will only last for a few minutes at best, but none of that really matters right now, what I need to do is get out there and help my family with whatever is attacking them.

  Jumping off the three would normally kill me, but I am an inhuman now, which means the ground got hurt even more than me when I landed.

  When my feet made contact with the ground, the increased dexterity allowed me to immediately kick off without needing to stabilize myself.

  Blitzing past the forest in a speed that dwarfed the first time I used these exact buffs was a thrill rush like never before, everything is a blur now, I don't know if I passed by a tree, an animal, a monster, or something else entirely, I was simply too fast to notice any of them.

  The wind is beginning to be affected by my speed as well. I didn't need to be a genius to know that the reason why the trees are violently shaking whenever I passed them is because of how fast I was moving.

  Stopping would mean that I destroy the local area, actually, just passing by would mean that I destroy them. Luckily, the trees here are made of tough stuff— they have to be, otherwise they'd just get killed by a pair of monsters fighting for territory. — so I wasn't destroying the forest unless I purposefully crashed against a tree.

  Flotol became visible after just a few seconds of running, I didn't see any of my parents so I assumed they must have been driven away... By who? I don't know, but they'll pay for what they did.

  After searching the general vicinity of Flotol— I noticed that some of the igloos nearby got destroyed but a good portion remained intact. What happened? — I finally found my family, it wasn't even that hard, people were fighting and when I checked it out, I realized that my family was involved in it somehow.

  Was I confused that this happened? Only for a moment, I expected this, but more importantly, I saw a familiar face in the crowd: Karuiz's father, the head of Flotol's guards, and apparently, a piece of shit who couldn't take no for an answer.

  I saw red when he punched my father right in front of me, and when the piece of shit threw him away like some kind of doll, my patience snapped and I rushed over to him.

  He was talking when I reached him and I cut him off, literally. His head rolled to the ground and the fighting finally stopped. I scan the crowd and see that people looked at me with fear. Good.

  Good.

  "We— we were just getting paid to do this—" some random piece of shit said, well, he definitely wasn't talking like this when his group had the advantage didn't he? Two-faced asshole.

  I didn't let him talk more and just killed him, my dagger pierced his chest and a single slash cut him in half.