What was lost, is now knowledge gained.. But is it too late? Questions... Questions. Faith.. What is faith? Am I lucky to be alive from what I have witnessed through this rebirth?? Have we learned this time around our mistakes, so that history doesn't keep repeating and we can once again advance as a Mortal Species? Only time will tell.. Time.. What is time? As this fog clears and my gaze pierce through the haze. Time is irrelevant to the light in spirit. Light.. Keep following the light as it leads you out of the ashes and into existence.
I find myself this time guided by the gods towards the light.. One memory has been granted to me.. My closest friendships I reflect on.. Its not much more than a novelty thought unless it is blessed in the light and given energy to bare fruit. My friend(s) let me show you that the promise is, light always sparks and brings energy. Blessed are those who follow towards the light.. Forever damned are those blind and unable to see... For soon they extinguish from existence.. Unlike those protected to see, move progressively forward and on.
Breath.. I feel the air expand my new lungs as they regenerate in the twist of pain and agony. Life.. What does this mean? From nothing to existence, alive! Its so painfully beautiful, it is a reverse birth into the world.. So painful as my bone structure, marrow and muscles with ligaments twitch to form. Blood rushing back trough my veins and drown my vision drawing my perspective red.. Sight! I can see! Gazing at the pain in anguish I see my arms before me stripped of flesh.. Stripped.. Not stripped but reforming tissue with such pain.. So intense and unbearable.. A figure.. Before me, a figure chanting as my vision clears.. What the hell do you want Priestess? I asked with a slight gurgle. my words feel to fall to the floor as they form. She stops chanting and directs her attention to answer my question.. Welcome back Companion is all she says with a indigenous smile. We have been awaiting your arrival.
A look into the mirror.. How long has it been since viewing what I see now before me.. Two Hundred years? The memories of my old self before the Conflux is a distant shade. The companions I once had are now all gone.. As dust lays to rest beneath the heel of my feet, I walk away from my reflection towards the gear I acquired from newly adventuring. My recent trials have been the clearing of highwaymen surrounding these ruined shamble. I'm still here at the ruins that my spirit spawned back into existence that fateful day by the priestess.. Today is different for me though as I plan to set off wayfaring, leaving and only return to refine my discoveries. I hope to gain more knowledge of why I'm here once I complete this mortal quest of mine brought to me by the Conflux. The Conflux.. Why have you stripped me of my eternal peace to once again roam the realms of existence? You beat like a Tyco Drum in my heart, pulsing the spirit and directing my sight. The calling.. I hear your voice. Her voice calling me ever so distantly as I dawn my gear and set to stepping away towards my intended destination.
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