Reincarnation

Previously:-

Carson made a surprised noise in the back of his throat as he blinked rapidly. His mind was whirling in a thousand different directions. This man before him was a ghost of his past. A ghost that shouldn't be alive. There was no way that Ethan survived. They checked his dead body. He took his bloody eyes for crying out loud. This… was impossible.

"Hello Carson," his master shot him a bright smile.

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He forced himself to calm down and to think rationally. Ethan had died, no doubt about that. So then this must be a descendant. He was having a hard time buying that as well because of the eyes. They were the exact shade of eyes Ethan had. When it comes to descendants, eyes may look the same but they aren't. There are shades and hues that can be minutely different. Eyes were his speciality and he could spot a million different ways to tell apart familial eyes.