I stared at the body that once beautiful is now nothing but a pile of bones.
For some reason aside from pity I don't feel anything else, I don't feel the sadness that often quells inside me nor the regret that reminds me of what I am.
My eyes landed on the small wooden chest, I opened it and what greeted my sight was a scroll and black obsidian amulet.
I unfurl the scroll and glance at the amulet before I look at the unfurled scroll. There's a rune written on the scroll and it glowed brightly, almost blinding me. My mind is still in shambles about why runes are here but not for now.
I stabilized my mind and when I opened my eyes, I found myself in a different place. I saw a man with his arms wrapped in chains and it doesn't seem that it hinders him, on the contrary it seems that it is a weapon.
Following that, his movement blur before
He once again appears at the same place he once stood but unlike before the guy's upper body is naked. A tattoo that covers his left chest and runs into his neck before reaching the left side of his cheek makes him a menace.
And then an swordsman appear Infront of him, he run toward it and close the distance between him before the swordsman even raise the sword, the guy has already kick him in the chest before extending both of his hand.
The chain runs to the guy, latching on the swordsman's body. The body that is flying suspended in the air then the guy swung the swordsman before smashing the body to the ground.
Then the two disappear before the same guy appears, this time fighting an archer.
The first thing the guy did was create a whirlwind by rotating his chain, rendering the arrow useless.
Finding that normal attack won't be able to penetrate the defense the chained guy did, the archer drew a mana arrow, piercing through the gap of the whirlwind barrier the guy created.
Of course he—the guy was able to notice the attack, the arrow pierced to his arm.
The guy grimaced in pain but that didn't stop him, knowing that the barrier he created is now useless, he slammed the chain on the ground creating a smokescreen.
Three seconds passed, and he came out of the smoke, running to the left. The archer who's arrow is drawn waited for him and the moment he came out, he immediately delayed the attack.
Even though the guy was moving at a very fast speed while zigzagging, the archer, being a hunter, tried to predict his prey's next move. The moment the guy raised his left, signifying that he will dart in left, the archer let go of the attack and for some reason the attack and the guy's movement slowed down.
The boy is able to see everything including the muscles in the guy's legs. Before the arrow reached him, he was already dragging an arrow in his left hand.
He jumped, trying to clear the distance between him and the archer. While the archer was about to draw his arrow, his eyes were widely staring at the guy, with a question of 'how did he get here'.
The archer found his body falling to the tree as his body hit the ground, he could feel the pain in his neck slowly turning numb before his eyes lost it's light.
The boy who was watching everything couldn't help but look at the guy, clearly aside from wits, the guy also used mind warfare dealing with the archer.
The guy suddenly turned blurred, just when the boy thought there will be another fight, he suddenly appear infront of him. He pat the boys head before saying something vague.
The boy lost sight of everything before he found himself in the same place where he once before while still holding the scroll. He looked at the scroll before he noticed that the language written on it was gone.
He picks up the obsidian amulet, before a cold feeling wash his entire body, making him feel like he submerged into the deepest part of the ocean.
The feeling slowly subsides before it disappears, he raises his hand and caresses his neck. He could feel something in this black tattoo then he put everything to once what it was before. Then he walked out and pushed the same stone, everything turned back to once how it was.
He sigh and just as he's about to go, he stares at the mural for a moment before he internally answers the question written on it.
'I will choose to be… who won't be dictated by any words.'
He answered in his mind before walking silently, he planned to leave this place using the same rope but the feeling of pull suddenly overwhelmed home. Before he disappeared he kicked the bucket, releasing the water that is being stopped by the pressure by the bucket.
He disappeared and he once again found himself staring at the lady sitting on a pillow. The boy wouldn't find it weird if not for the fact that A gigantic eyes are staring at him directly, he could feel his soul being scrutinized by those giant eyes above the lady with a robe covering her whole body.
The lady isn't wearing any hood, allowing him to fester his eyes with the lady's beauty. She has purple eyes that seemingly glow while at the same time have a blackish dot creating a magnificent galaxy like view. Her lips that are as red as apple, seemingly covered with invisible honey that attract bees like him to latch on those lips.
And Those pointy nose that make her a beauty that is created by the best of sculpture. Her beauty makes one think that no being should have that, she has aregal aura around her that adds to her mysterious persona.
She suddenly smiled and raised her hand, signaling him to approach and sat infront of her. He did as she gestured and smiled, before she raised her hand. That hand seems delicate enough to be hurt by even the slighest move, but the boy's instinct says otherwise.
For the first time in his life here, he felt his heartbeat thumping so fast that they seemed like gonna leave any moment, not because he was smitten but because he couldn't feel any limitations from this lady.
He didn't know there was someone like him, and it seems that many things have changed from the moment the time was redo.
And one of those things is her, making him understand that this world has become more dangerous than what it originally was, from the runes to the lady.
He already encounters two anomalies, although he isn't a good person who is omnipotent, he has seen many things and because he has seen many things that something might be an illusion of someone must be moving his chest pieces.
And right now he is nothing but insignificant, something that couldn't be on the chessboard. He is nothing but dust and only time will tell what role he will play, and once he finds it he will play that role until the time comes.