I miss you my dear friend

Ray still hadn't woken up. He was traveling among his memories, visualizing the last years of his life, as making a recount of each lived event, he tried to remember them in as much detail as possible to use them in his favor. The most frequent memories were when he met his fellow travelers and the moments they were together. One in particular gave him an overly familiar feeling. The day he met that person. Someone who changed his way of seeing the world and showed him a different path but at the same time constantly made fun of him.

They were both in a passing hostel for travelers. They exchange glances and the next moment Ray had that person standing in front of him waiting for an answer, that person smiles at him as if they had not seen each other in a long time. Ray automatically extends his hand to say hello and the person is surprised.

[-Is that your way of saying hello? What the hell is wrong with you? Hahaha, put more emotion when you greet someone so they don't think you're weird-] the person laughs out loud

[-Maybe that would be a problem-] Ray is upset but at the same time it seems nice to talk that way

[-I do not know, you tell me. Hey what a ridiculous hat you're wearing, it makes you look like a rabbit with flattened ears-]

[-I'm not a rabbit. My name is R ..-]

[-White rabbit, that's your name hahaha-]

[-Enough, I'm not a joke-]

The person approaches and embraces Ray who was frozen by the reckless and surprising action of the individual.

[-I know your name friend, what happens is that your hair matches your ridiculous hat. Sure you waited a long time, now let's get out of here to have fun-]

Ray thought that this person had the wrong party partner and instead of taking it the wrong way, he went along with it. That memory made him want to cry until that person mentioned something that at that time seemed a trifle due to a mistake, but analyzed now it was a very serious matter.

[-As the sleeper is doing these days, surely you get tired of being aware of him. To cheer you up a bit, I invite you to have a round at the next bar then we can go to Mikitas for fun hehe-] the person winked mischievously

He froze when he saw that memory that the next instant was gone.

-That bastard knew, he knew ... who I was, that meeting was not by mistake but because he didn't tell me anything before-

The idea was planted in his head, when he left this loop of memories, he had to put it on the to-do list and look for it no matter what to get the answer as to why his situation was.

-Bastard .... hahahaha I liked you for something. I'm going to have to see your ghastly smile again-

The loop was coming to an end. Ray will wake up any minute.

**

Dimensional traveler, intergalactic passer-by, celestial pilgrim, globetrotter, messenger of the gods, those and many other names would be a way to describe our situation.

We spend our lives jumping between different planes over and over again.

I am always accompanied by my only friend, everything to make the stay in those worlds more appreciable and bearable. But the cost to pay is getting higher and higher. Our memories are at stake since with each jump we lose the information of who we really were, to the point that we no longer remembered where we came from or why we constantly travel.

Every certain reincarnation or transmigration the memory of those annoying beings ordering us to take care of the Sleeper appeared and in others it did not. Only the memory of our friendship and brotherhood remains. When we reached a dimensional plane, a short time passed and we met again, I could feel that monster even though I did not know what was inside my friend and we instantly knew who each one was. But with each new life our time together shortened and we met later and later.

If it weren't for that plague born of greed and the error of those so-called gods, I have a feeling that we would not be on this side of the game board.

In one of our many jumps I found my friend but something was not right. I could feel that ancient being, and my friend did not react at all. Even when i mentioned to him about the beast in his being or making jokes he did not flinch, he just looked at me as if he were a stranger. Not even with hugs, hits or kicks, could my friend remember who he was. I thought I had lost him but although it seemed strange, he managed to have moments of lucidity from him and it made my life happy.

This world was very boring and when he told me what kind of life he had had, this world became my enemy. He was born a prince whose life was hell from start to finish and suffered like a guinea pig for all that shit around him.

It was clear that that thing, attracted the essence of darkness to his body. Maybe, if we would have met a little before, it had been like always and he could remember me.

Even his character was twisted, he went from being someone friendly and understandable who did extraordinary things to a bitter and distrustful old madman capable of killing anyone who looked at him badly.

We spent the rest of the time together so as not to get bored with another madman who joined us for the same purpose. The thirst for revenge of that pair made me very nervous, it was the first time in eons that my friend wanted to see the whole world burn because of that plague. I played with both, first to be by my only friend's side and second to prevent that lunatic from continuing to poison him ad nauseam.

One day I went to look for him to cheer him up the day after an accident he had while he was hunting leyhams. They left him for dead for six minutes and when he woke up he no longer looked the same. I no longer felt the being inside him, I no longer felt my friend. I assumed that perhaps, the accident caused he to return to samsara and it would be waiting for me in the next life. I gave up on this boring and despicable world.

So many years passed until the world turned blood red in front of me. The next instant I was in the Bifrost and someone was calling me. It was the being with whom he had previously made deals. Between twists and turns the subject came up that the dimensional plane where I was previously had been duplicated and I had to go back there to try to stop the damn plague. I accepted my new mission, which was very tedious for me.

The being, so upset who I was chatting with gave me great news. My friend was there, he had gone ahead. I was very happy but I shouldn't show it since these beings didn't seem to be amused by our friendship. It turned out that my friend caused an event that hadn't been seen for eons. He germinated a star seed, which according to the being, was the main cause of our unfortunate destiny. I just wanted to go find him and for us to help each other, but the condition imposed this time was that we had to wait a while. Although being gave me hope when he said that this time the reunion would be when he came of age. It had to be that way to avoid arousing suspicion.

Damn my luck now I have to wait to see him again.