My story, like many others, starts in darkness. Why do these stories always start in darkness? That would be a great question except it seems that whenever a new life starts it’s never in the light of day it’s always in darkness. In this case, the fact that I find myself being born answers that question. Who am I and why does my birth matter? The answer to that is simple and hard at the same time.

My name is...or perhaps I should say it was Richard. I remember some things from my old life such as my name. Nothing that I would call important, perhaps they would be better called trivial. I remember my hair was brown and people loved my green eyes. Why is it I can remember my hair and eye color but have no idea where I used to live, or who were my family members? Is this normal, do babies remember and then forget these things? Am I special...I don’t think so. Besides colors, I remember other things.

I remember that I lived in a city, not the name of the city but that it was a city. I remember that I wasn’t very old, not a child or an old man. I feel as if I had just about begun adulthood. That’s strange in itself—trivial things for sure. I don’t remember what I did for a living if I even had a job, or how I lived only that I was alive before my new birth. Again, I wonder if this is normal. Are babies born with some knowledge that fades quickly? I guess I will find out later or if I forget how I will know I forgot.

Darkness turns to light and I find myself, born again. I say again because while I don’t remember my last, I remember being alive I’m assuming this is my second birth—another strange and trivial thing. I find being born to not be an easy event. It almost feels as if some great force conspired for it to happen. One moment I’m sitting in darkness trying to remember my life, or my current life and then I’m pushed into the light. Not a gentle push but nearly a shove as if my life depended on it. Perhaps it did, without remembering my last birth, it’s possible this was normal.

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It’s hard to see things but if I focus it’s possible to make out shapes. I think someone is looking down at me, I think it's a person, to be honest, it could be a blob. After a moment I find myself turned around and passed over to someone else. The person gently holds me and holds me close. I'm guessing this is my new mother. I cannot make out any details, but I guess that's normal. At least I hope so, or this new life will be hard.

With that, it seems my birth is now complete. I’m not fully sure what happened or how I arrived here, but it seems that my life is now starting over. I’m not sure if my knowing this is normal or if something else is going on, but I feel as if time will answer those questions. Within moments I find my eyes starting to close and a sense of exhaustion slams into me, however before I fall asleep something strange happens.

QUEST ‘Rebirth’ Complete

REWARDS - delayed

NEW QUEST ASSIGNED ‘Growth’

REWARDS - Starting knowledge, starting class, starting items