The crystal roads and shimmering vistas of the mountains in the distance came into view as she awoke. She had been laying in the early morning suns enjoying the warmth of the rays upon her body. She felt better than she had in years as she stretched out and exhaled a long breath.

She began the walk to her transportation, jogging periodically and allowing the cool air to breeze across her nude blue-purple scaled body. She dashed the final few yards up to her borgindoth. The large creature was resting in the light of the suns as she had been when she dashed up. It made the familiar chirping and twittering noises that she knew to be acknowledging her happiness. She moved in close to the borgindoth and whispered, “Surii. Yes, my love, I am back.” As she gently pet and pressed her face against the creature. Surii purred and chirped as she did.

The large animal, green and grey in coloring, was six times her size, and had been bred for her father many cycles before. He had gifted Surii to her when he had another bred for himself. Surii’s four limbs were tucked under him as he rested on his belly. He stood up and opened the portal in his side to allow Jyi'ntol to board.

Jyi'ntol entered the portal into the interior of the great animal. She climbed within and took hold of her clothing, dressing before going into the pilot’s area. When dressed, she began cooing to Surii and pet his interior panels. Taking a seat she spoke clearly, “Surii please take me to the university, speed variant eight. No need to rush, boy.” With that Surii took to the air with the hum of his cybernetic ion engines, tucking his legs under his body and extending long wings once they were high above the treeline.

As Surii flew, his passenger began touching the panels and working them to connect to the planetary data network. A moment later, there was a soft tweeting and a square on the panel lit with a glow before her. She tapped the square and the image of a large man, his scales red and violet on his face and a light blue working from just under his chin and down his neck, his eyes warm as he saw the girl’s face.

“Good morning Jyi’ntol my daughter, how was your meditation?” The man asked.

“Good morning father, I decided to bask rather than meditate, though my thoughts were deep and profound I promise you.” Jyi’ntol answered her father projecting the deep love she felt for the man psychically as they conveyed, feeling it projected to her in return.

“Are you on your way to university now then?” He asked as his smile grew warmer from his daughter’s love.

“Of course father. Surii and I are well underway. I will stop by tonight for dinner and to visit before returning to the dorms.” She promised and then finished the call with her father with projections of honor and love which were returned by him.

Surii landed among the other transportation creatures the students use to travel throughout the world. The moment Surii’s portal opened Jyi’ntol was bombarded by the sound of other students all talking and meandering around the transportation vehicle zone. When she stepped from Surii, the suns caught her clothing. Her top was yellow and orange that glittered in the light as the thin garment flowed with her steps. Her bottoms, made of similar material, were deeper orange with hints of red accented by the light of the red sun. The lighter pulsating white dwarf will enhance other colors of the outfit depending on the time of the day.

As Jyi’ntol walked on the campus several of her friends waved and called out her name, all smiles and warmth. Jyi’ntol knew she was well loved and well respected, because of the actions of her progenitor Aveer-y, two generations prior to her life as Jyi’ntol. This is something that she both took pride in and brought her great sorrow. She didn’t really get much of a chance to be Jyi’ntol in this life because everyone remembered the achievements of Aveer-y when he was alive.

Aveer-y was an extremely talented man, someone that broke several theories about alien life and alien evolution. His papers on alien theology, mating practices, and social studies won more awards than the previous six incarnations together had achieved. Aveer-y had a drive that could not be fettered. There was just something about the chemistry of the man that had gifted her with several lifetimes worth of achievements in a single incarnation. When his memories were realized in this incarnation, she had needed nearly a week to adjust to the knowledge he had carried and it was the last of her incarnations to fully be realized.

Now that everyone was sure that Jyi’ntol was Aveer-y she hadn’t been able to keep people from bothering her with questions and theories they had about Aveer-y’s life, his works, and if his option has changed since his reincarnation. People weren’t interested in Jyi’ntol, she was just the casing for Aveer-y. She was only three cycles beyond her maturation and prior to realizing Aveer-y she had only six mating propositions. Since her realization, of course, she has received no less than five a day from various e’yurwa.

Her disgust with her celebrity life was becoming far greater than her desire to be among others. She had looked up elders that had once been friends to her past incarnations and if they were alive during Aveer-y’s day or after she was able to connect with them at a greater peer level than she did with those of her own age. They had less questions, unless they were academic rivals of Aveer-y. They showed greater respect for her identity as Jyi’ntol and less interest in dredging up Aveer-y’s past as if it were her own.

Throughout her day, her friends came to her to talk about mundane things. This was in fact the highlight of her days. Then the people that have been friendly to her before her final realization would interrupt, ask questions, and give her mating propositions. The worst was when some old rival of Aveer-y’s had realized into one of her classmates or realized in the body of an underclassman. Many of those former rivals had no qualms in breaking oudinsha. Those were the days that Jyi’ntol dreaded most. Some child of less than twenty cycles may walk up to her and began berating her about a paper that Aveer-y wrote more than two-hundred cycles ago because an incarnation of theirs had once debated Aveer-y in his youth, or his maturity, or his eldredge cycles and they had come up with a new point just before they had died, or a point between their last incarnation and her realization of Aveer-y. As if anyone that fully realized within ten cycles had the depth to challenge her theories.

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Jyi’ntol pinched herself hard and let out a little growl. They were not her theories, they were Aveer-y’s and though she may someday follow his work, right now she is allowing herself to follow her own path that had been set out before the realization of Aveer-y.

Jyi’ntol realized Aveer-y fully just over a cycle ago, less even if she were to look back in her journal. Since that realization, she has been essentially fighting uphill to keep her current life in the foreground. It was maddening to a large degree. She wanted to be herself, but she is not just her. She has lived thousands of lives over millennia. With such a long timeline of memories, it was not always possible to completely know where some of these memories come from. Such is the case of Recallable Memory Decay [RMD].

The fracture; when an Intrinsic Field Aura [IFA] is too great for the vessel that houses it; has taken place with her soul over her many lifetimes. Bits of information lost to the splitting of a soul in order to allow for growth within the intrinsic field wherein the soul is anchored. It has happened to her many times over the millennia, well not to herself, but to the soul that she is today. This is the reason so many were surprised that she seemed to have a full realization of Aveer-y. The man was brilliant, a truly rare incarnation that many believed would have fractured into at least two separate incarnations. In fact, many had hoped, and even a few in the higher echelons of the government had made the suggestion that Aveer-y have his life terminated and his essence forcefully split in order to spread his knowledge out and give his new lives more ability to forward his research in as many areas as possible.

It was eventually taken out of debate by Aveer-y himself. She, and she alone, knows exactly what happened to the man. For years, people have debated on whether or not he was still alive or had perished. When the world network had been told to scan for his essence no trace was located for the longest time. She knew that Aveer-y had removed the records of his Intrinsic Field Aura and DNA from the interstellar and global database. She knew, and she had been questioned about it several times, but she will not admit the truth of Aveer-y’s motives.

As she walked the campus she saw the holographic information stand announcing the death of Yi’gintory from the Wien Qu providence scheduled for this evening. Her stomach turned a little. Yi’gintory had murdered five people last week. He had attacked and killed a man named Thiy’nodalla breaking with oudinsha and murdering him for having mated with his previous incarnation’s daughter knowing they were rivals in the entertainment industry. He had killed Thiy’nodalla, his wife, his previous incarnation’s own daughter, and three of their five children, the other two had been in school in a different province.

The process of vorntalli was a terrible thing to Aveer-y. The termination of a vessel and the manipulation of their IFA was a wasteful and unnecessary practice to him. Yi’gintory will be executed and his IFA removed. All of the memories of the murders will be pulled from his soul. The process will leave gaps that will be trimmed and edited by the artificial intelligence necessary to make the edits run with proper continuity, even with the loss. The records of the murder will be a link to him of course, but society will not turn their backs on him, this was just the mistake of a previous incarnation. His next vessel will still benefit from all the other lifetimes of knowledge, but the life of Yi’gintory will be limited to a degree. The spoil removed and discarded.

Jyi’ntol stood staring at the holographic report describing the charges and going into detail about the theories of motive and interviewing with neighbors and loved ones, but she wasn’t focused there. She was lost in thought as other students continued moving to their classes.

The entire process had bothered Aveer-y greatly, but not as much as everything else that Yi’gintory’s actions will put into motion. The deaths of Thiy’nodalla’s last two children is almost certain, they too will be put through vorntalli as will the IFA of his victims as soon as they are located and collected into the system. The unpleasant knowledge that they all possess is something that society feels is a scar upon the soul and something that no one should have to suffer under the weight of for eternity. It’s a mercy, or at least that is how her people felt many centuries ago when the practice had begun.

Aveer-y himself felt that this was something that was holding his people back. It reduced their understanding about the darkness of self. Something that removed pain from society can be beneficial, but by ending the life of an innocent, someone that hadn’t had full realization yet, was tragic. Rebirth or not, ending the life of a living creature, that is attempting to learn about their existence was monstrous no matter how you justified it.

Jyi’ntol now felt at odds with herself and has since the full realization of Aveer-y. She did not see things the same way as she did prior to the realization. Now, she remembers why Aveer-y had changed his own opinion, why he felt this was limiting their people. They were losing something as a race of people. They had evolved to keep their souls lifetime after lifetime intact and recallable. Souls filled with the experience of the ages they lived and are filled with lessons and growth from those lifetimes of experience.

This is why Aveer-y had left civilization and had removed his signatures from the database. He had discovered something in their people’s past that would shake society to the foundations. He knew that in the system, he would be flagged for this knowledge and the system would remove it as spoil. Rather than face that result, he left civilization and chose instead to live out his days in solitude and meditation on the meaning of existence and the dark past that his people chose to forget.

He secluded himself to debate on what his people have lost and what they have gained in a tradition of removing the spoil from their souls. Of why they were and if they have come to a place in their society that has broken with the universe's purpose for them as a race of people.

Jyi’ntol knew this, and since discovering it she has been in nearly constant debate with herself. Aveer-y had a plan but it was tricky and now that she knows everything about the man, she has to figure out if his plan is worth implementing.

Is she ready to be the heart of a revolution?