She was chained the moment that she was born, and then that god gave her a name as soon as he found her. Then he gave her to the people.

� I wish to get out of them. I escaped and ran away to the corner of the Eastern continent, however, I had already forgotten about who I truly was.

� Free me.

It wanted to return to its original identity.

The power that a god cherished but had no choice but to chain down wanted to be used freely at least once.

� The god gave me the name of the, �Water of Judgment.� However, I have a name that I gave myself.

A name that she gave herself. She wanted to use that name.

� Ancient powers always give themselves names. I lost the chance to give myself a name. I want a new chance to give myself a name.

And she found someone who could give her that chance.

She could feel the powers of the people who helped her escape to the Eastern continent a long time ago.

They had helped her write a letter of resignation, caused a fire in order to create a diversion, and then defended against the white snakes with a shield.

They also gave her a ride on the wind to help her move, and finally, gave her a body that was as strong as his own boulder. There was also a nice person who consoled her and was her conversation buddy.

In the end, they had sacrificed themselves for the world.

She could smell their scent.

It was coming from this person.

� I am not a judge.

The grey lake started to tremble.

Water is something that naturally flows from top to bottom.

The laws of nature indicated that water would flow from top to bottom. That was how it was meant to be.

However, she was someone who went against the laws of nature.

That was why a god cherished her but had to chain her down, forcing her to be with the humans.

The owner of the ancient power had only said the name she gave herself once she arrived at the Eastern continent and had earned her freedom.

� I am the Retrogressive Water.

Retrogressive. JrNovels.com