Chapter 2
The New Beginning
I can't open my eyes, I can't move, yet this is the most comfortable I have ever been. Soon after that last time watching my life pass by, I felt different as if I have shed a tight fitting suit and have a refreshing breeze brush against my skin. the only feature that stands out besides the comfortable warmth would be the constant "thump" noise, a noise when I focus on makes me feel sleepy and relaxed. My eyes are closed now for the first proper sleep in centuries, feeling more relaxed then ever before, knowing that at that moment I had nothing to worry about, as my life as Brendan Yaxley has ended.
Two weeks have passed in this warm and comfortable place, and I have figured out on my third day that this is my new life. I know this as I heard a comforting sound filter through to my ears, completely unintelligible by all mean but after a while the "thump" noise does get repetitive. I have to wonder to myself why I remember my past life at all, why was I one to remember my life, perhaps I slipped through the cracks, or maybe I am just a piece on a colossal board game. To me I don't particularly mind either way, I am just grateful as now I can ensure that in this life I will not grow weak, I will not allow those who are evil to spread and taint the lands, in this new life of mine I shall do my all to stop them.
One and a half months has passed from me waking up, I figure I must be at least 2 months old at this point, this new body feels strange, 1 week ago I felt as blood began pumping through my veins, a feeling that most know, just don't realise just how strange a feeling it is. What catches my attention most though are strange veins that passes from my feet to my head and back again are slowly growing thicker, it feels like it follows the nervous system but what is strange about it is that it seems to completely empty and approaches the skin in seemingly random points, as each point forms I feel slightly stronger and each point feels as if they are gasping in an intangible air bringing a healthy feeling through my body, as if I had a comfortable sleep.
two and a half months now has passed, those strange veins have now fully grown I count 108 points on my skin now that they are fully grown I can see the pattern of the points going up my body. What is worth mentioning is that as soon as I felt the final point opening the points on my body drew in that strange air again in an increased manner as if the air I was breathing before was through a long straw, but now its the air is seeping through the points at least twice as fast.
three months now have passed my eyes have now opened, now I can see around me, that comforting darkness with a slight red tinge directly in front of me, that must be the front of my mother, what is strange though are those thin strings in the air slightly pulsing, I noticed them when I tried moving the air flowing through those strange veins to the point between my eyes, I hope I am not mentally damaged in some way, seeing hallucinations.
four months now have passed, I noticed three weeks ago that those strings were actually that strange air flowing through my veins, I began to try and move the strands of air passing by and those strings were surprisingly responsive around 40% of the time and they were directly absorbed into those points, after two weeks that strange vein was full, I tried to find a way to use that energy in the vein and found that moving the air in a cycle through the strange vein gradually depletes the energy, the energy seems to be moving inwards. I am not worried as each time the energy moves inwards I feel much better.
Nine and a quarter months have passed I can't wait for my first breath, I have missed the sun and wind on my face, and was a bit bored of doing nothing but absorbing that strange air, after 5 months the strange air has been flowing through my body I estimate that because I was consciously doing it I must of absorbed 20 times more than I should have without consciously moving it in my body. Here it is , a light in the darkness, I am no longer floating I feel constricted uncomfortable as I am pushed in a certain direction, ah it hurts so much my head is being squeezed, after what must have been a whole day I am out, I cough out fluid, take in that sweet breath and allow instinct to take over and scream with all my might demanding warmth and comfort denied to me. I feel myself being lifted and I open my eyes slowly to look at what was most likely the most beautiful person I have ever seen, I stop crying as she holds me close and smiles at me, "this is my mother" my body tells me. I snuggle into her arms and drifted off into a familiar comfortable sleep.