The lonely wanderer walks this land. Given the name Shenzi, footless Shenzi goes into the world facing the wrath of heaven. Sin follows in the shadow. "Branded by the sins of your actions every time you die the pain inflicted will multiply. Dehydration, Starvation, Suicide what you've done is unforgivable."

Forsaken by the world, Shenzi walks a hearts trial. Cast away from his homeland indeed no longer a place to call "home." Sin's evil smile plays all the tricks; retribution reaps it well. Remembering the words of the village's Temple head Aran once said, "One's heart is the cage. Locked with chains a beast slumbers waiting for its awakening."

Shenzi remembering his past begins to question sin itself. "Is the evil-doer the evil one In the eyes of God is the intention of one who wants to claim lives not evil? However, the one who saved lives has sinned for the outcome of it." In this godforsaken world Is evil watching and doing nothing about it? Is evil doing something about it to save lives only to be damned in the end?

Wandering the world, visiting villages disaster always strikes after Shenzi's visit. "Outcast priest brings disaster everywhere he goes" is often the headings in newspapers. Abandoned by the humans, he was taught to love and forgive for all their sins. Shenzi mutters to himself "Ironic isn't it?"

Night descends huddled underneath a tree in the wilderness. Shenzi falls asleep. Wandering tirelessly during the day, Shenzi follows his hundred years "pilgrimage" without rest. What humans die for, Shenzi has acquired but is it worth the curse this so-called damned immortality brought?

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Shenzi's ears perk up at midnight like well-trained hounds, "So begins the worlds cursings" mutters Shenzi still half asleep. 15 meters away from the tree Shenzi lays underneath the earth begins parting itself. Voices from one century ago rush into Shenzi's ears. "To the teachings of the Blessed One which are well- expounded, And to the disciples of the Blessed One who are well-practiced, We worship the Blessed One, His teachings, and His disciples."

Shenzi regains clarity after a minute of being muddled. A hand grabs onto a piece of parted earth. Igniting with flames ashes float from the sky. Old log houses manifest falling into the soil. All ashes are blown away by the wind. The hand pulls itself out from the earth. Revealing the body of a 12-year-old boy with eyes like dead fish. The boy consumed by a centuries-old fire walks up to Shenzi and smiles. "Good evening I hope I haven't come unexpectedly to see you my older brother."

Shenzi remains indifferent to this scene. Looking at his little brother's hand, Shenzi becomes silent and then sighs to himself, "Shao my little brother, I won't beg for forgiveness. You've haunted me for the last century on this damned Earth. I will not repent nor apologize. My way of life is different from yours, despite the shroud of flames from the past, You were the one who planned to murder everyone that night. As for why I have become sins bitch to suffer for your wrongdoings, I will not blame, nor hate you my dear younger brother.