"How long does it take, to realise that you saw yourself die 12 times?"

That was the question the young man asked himself after arriving on this world, he who saw everything from the outside, seeing himself fight and sacrifice himself over and over for people he never saw before, understanding the feelings of past incarnations of himself, he stares at the 13 moons and clench his fist, he was the last incarnation, the original and last

"all 12... I will recover every last part of myself, and finish this once and for all..."

"I swear, I'm gonna make you pay"

World's Tear 13th

Hanging upside down on a tree, if i was 12 years old it could have been fun, but having my feet tied and used as bait however... 


"It's weird how he didn't wake up even now, his wound also closed completely when we didn't look, do you think that he may be a undead creature?" (???) 


"Hmm... Probably not, he didn't attack or do anything up untill now, so he probably is one of those mages with humongous regenerating powers" (???) 


Pretty close, but off the mark, in fact, my new "set" actually managed to keep me alive from that wound, I'm not sure if it was Buddha or lord Jesus who saved me back there, but thank you both that the bastard missed and didn't manage to punch me though the heart. 


Interlude: Arrival at the Silver Field Village