Jarvi was standing in the middle of vast land watching the sea in front of him. A soul slowly approached him. The soul's face became visible with one eye golden and another, in rusty red color.
'Did I interrupt anything?' Ruan Rigil asked Jarvi. Jarvi looked at him and said, 'Not really.'
Wind was blowing strongly and the sea waves were making sound while crashing on the rocks.
'Ruan Rigil.' Jarvi looked to say something to him.
Rigil waits for what Jarvi called him by name. Jarvi smiled, 'Would you like to go back to your previous life?'
Ruan Rigil became silent.
Life there was not a blessing. Living as an outcast is really hard and he had nothing in that past life to go back.
While saying to Jarvi, Ruan Rigil smiled, 'I am happy with how I am now.'
The sound of the sea again takes over the silence.
'The life of a reaper is not a blessed one.' Jarvi said.
