Past is something everyone escapes from. Every human will experience consequences for their actions one way or another. Every step you take to escape from them will just make it harder to accept them. Acceptance is the key for personal salvation but...

He should have never existed.

His existence was his mistake.

The day he opened his eyes was the day he cursed his fate.

With every step he took led to his end.

But this end gave him a new chance

Young boy:hu...ghh...

He opened his eyes like it was his first time His eyes that were hungry for answers were blinded by the light of the fire of ball above him called sun.

*Where am l?*

He was thinking to himself, searching for answers but he found none. He had no memories he was hollow. Hollow like a baby. He had no personality, no future, no present, no past. His existence was nothing. He had nothing under his name. He was like a newborn baby with no knowledge of anything. He was scared of the unknown. He wanted to stop existing right there, he wanted to close his eyes so that he won't be forced to explore this unknown. He hoped that he would just stop breathing out of nowhere and everything would end. He wanted the end. Unknown was scarier than an absolute end. The end never came, it looks like he needed to go forward and seek answers rather than waiting for a supernatural power to somehow end everything for him.

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*Who...am l*

He got up from the ground and checked his body with his rather small hands.

*Is this iron? Must be some kind of armor....iron plating for chest and leather for other parts...*

He opened his mouth for the first time and tried to make a sound.

Young boy:humid...

It's really humid l dont even want to talk. Talking won't help me either. I am sweating as well...how do you even take this armor off? More importantly is it even safe to take it off?

He was rather scared to take it off and he didn't even knew how to take it off.

*Huh what's this?*

His hands felt a hard and long thing connected to his belt.

It was a leather scabbard that had a sword inside it. He slowly took the sword out and inspected it.

It feels rather old and damaged. It has a weird brown thing covering it.

He licked the brown thick and solid thing.

*Tastes weird what is this...iron?*

It was tasting like iron. He had no idea what it was so turning a blind eye to it felt like the best option. After he finished examining himself he started his journey, taking small steps towards an unknown goal.