Two years have passed since the elementary awakening ceremony.
From that moment on, the world of Mufasa turned upside down.
At that moment, when he felt that something unknown entered his body and created something like a crystalline sphere, he soon knew that this was the appearance of one of those so-called cultivation nuclei.
Then, from this, he deduced that he was no longer on earth and that he was in another world. One of those that there are people who can destroy you with any sneeze.
The realization that he was no longer on planet earth and that he was born in a magical world should be a good thing.
Well, he could be as strong as any of them!
But for Mufasa, who was born a blind person, this world would be a very dangerous place to live.
The events that followed from this may seem a bit exaggerated, but it is worth mentioning that Mufasa despite having an "adult soul" he is now in a child's body.
Not to mention that we still don't know the problems that can arise with an event as unique as reincarnation.
Perhaps this panic attack was caused by this, as well as the problem that he is blind is caused by the same thing.
Well ... as was said before, it is not known.
Returning...
It is worth saying that it was a very difficult two years for Mufasa's new parents. For they did not know what was happening to their son.
They knew that Mufasa was already strange since his birth.
He was very quiet, barely crying and had an aura of intelligence in him.
But this strangeness all got worse from the elemental awakening.
Since that day it seems that Mufasa had become a lifeless body.
He had lost consciousness when he passed out at the ceremony and when he woke up he was no longer the same.
From that day until now he looked like a doll that had no expression on his face, much less an answer to anything that appeared in front of him.
I have to say that the beast children grow very fast, with two years they could walk and speak normally and Mufasa is already three years old, he could walk normally like any other. The problem is that he hasn't said anything since he was born and that was worrying.
It was common to see Mufasa wandering aimlessly, like a ghost on the property of the tribe's leaders.
His parents began to think that in addition to being blind he was dumb, they were once again very sad and outraged by Mufasa's circumstances.
Why is this happening to their son? Why wasn't Mufasa born like any other child?
This sadness and indignation soon turned to hatred when they thought that possibly what is happening to Mufasa was caused by the damned who conspired for the death of their son.
One day they will have their revenge ... One day they will bring justice to their beloved son!
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Mufasa`s POV
I think it's been a year or two since I realize I was depressed by my circumstances.
I saw myself with no spirit for life.
Everything around me was colorless, dull, lifeless.
Everything was gray ...
But over time I realized ...
That life is made of moments that pass and leave memories and homesickness ...
But the past moments are not just memories. They are also ghosts that consume our senses with things we don't want to know.
So I saw that I only had two options:
Face these ghosts or slowly languish in melancholy until you die.
I didn't have the strength to face my ghosts. At the moment it was more attractive to me to die.
Ordinarily thoughts of death came to me ....
It was like damn attractive whispers that tempted me to give up living.
Give up everything as I always did in my past life, since I was always the fool who sabotaged himself and always doubted the strength and sincerity of his will.
But one day, as I saw myself more and more succumbing to this addiction of sadness, I never realized ... in fact my selfishness did not let me realize that I had parents who loved me very much and who were very hurt by what was happening to me .
So, I think my inner child touched me.
What was happening was not right! This shit of sadness was mine but I was not her.
I had a right to accept or reject what was happening to me.
I had the right to live!
I had a right to be happy!
I had the strength to change !? Did not have!
Did I have the courage to change !? Did not have!
I had a desire to go back to how everything was before !? You don't know how much you had ...
But, I don't know ... one day when I realized that I was being hugged by my new parents who were crying in deep sadness and affection for me, while I was sitting like a static doll on my bed. I felt that their suffering hurt me much more than anything I have ever felt.
It hurt, it hurt a lot ...
Enough, no more!
The indignation at what my sadness was causing me comes as a fucking crazy and bloodthirsty animal!
I have never seen myself with such strength and desire for change!
So from that I became the fucking crazy animal that wanted to get out of this sad prison.
From this it was a battle of a past self, which had its old baggage of failures and desires to fulfill, and a new self with a whole path to be filled and full of the will to prove to itself that it had what it took to be and have what you wanted.
And this battle I took very seriously ... Brutally and frighteningly serious!
This spiritual battle with myself I can say that in the end ...
I WON!!!