Chapter22: "A New Rebirth"
In the infinite darkness, where time and space dissolve like mist, an atom was born. Not just any atom, but a pure pulse emerging from the fabric of shattered universes. This atom, dear reader, was the beginning of a new world, and at the center of this creation was a soul being reborn.
But it wasn't the same soul we knew.
"Second Birth"
In a small village at the foot of a green mountain, life was simple. Farmers sowed seeds, children laughed, and the clear sky reflected a peaceful life. Amidst this image, the cry of a child pierced the stillness of the night.
Inside a humble wooden cabin, a woman cradled her infant in her arms, smiling despite the fatigue visible on her face.
"Welcome, my little one. We will name you... Kyle."
Yes, dear reader, Azar was no longer Azar. He was now Kyle. Having lost all his memories, with no trace of his past life.
"A New Life"
Kyle grew up like any ordinary child, playing with his peers and enjoying exploring the nearby forest. But he was different in a way no one could explain. When he was ten, he suddenly stopped playing during a game of tag with his friends and stared at a tree with wide eyes.
"Kyle, what are you doing?"
"I don't know... but this tree... it feels like it's talking to me."
There was something inside him. Something dormant, waiting for the right moment to emerge.
"The First Transformation"
One rainy day, while Kyle was gathering firewood, a lightning bolt struck the ground before him. But he didn't run away. Instead, he gazed at the glowing light.
In that moment, he heard a voice. A voice that was familiar yet strange:
"Kyle... wake up."
But he didn't understand. How could he wake up if he was already awake?
The lightning wasn't just an accident. It was a key to unlock an inner door in Kyle's soul. Strange visions began to follow him in his dreams: images of worlds he didn't know, faces of people he couldn't remember, and pains beyond description.
"The First Sign"
When he turned fifteen, events began to accelerate. During the village festival, something strange happened. An elderly man suddenly fainted, and the crowd gathered around him. Kyle, who knew nothing of healing, approached and placed his hand on the man's forehead.
Suddenly, a golden light emanated from Kyle, and the elderly man regained consciousness. Everyone stared in shock, but Kyle himself didn't understand what had just happened.
"The World Calls"
The events didn't stop there. As days passed, strange powers began to manifest in Kyle. Powers he couldn't explain, but they felt strangely familiar in an unsettling way.
One night, while gazing at the stars, a mysterious man appeared before him. His features were obscure, and his eyes held the depth of worlds.
"Kyle... or Azar... whatever your name is now. It's time to return."
But Kyle didn't understand. "Who are you? What do you want?"
"I am just a messenger. You are not who you think you are. Your life here is but an illusion. And time is pressing upon us."
"The New Choice"
But here, dear reader, I want to leave you with a question. What if you were in Kyle's place? What if the truth was offered to you, but it came with an unbearable pain?
Kyle is now faced with a new choice. To return to the truth he has forgotten, or to remain in the illusion he believes is his life?
And in that moment, when the messenger extended his hand, we didn't know what Kyle chose.
But one thing we know:
"New beginnings don't always mean escaping the past."