My past life

Hello.

My name is daten, I was just a young boy who loved swordsmanship and martial arts.

I had nothing much going on, I was a royal, And tournament are my thing in the past.

I was learning Iaido, You can say it was my favorite class out of all.

I was still a kid, Yet i was gifted with talent and knowledge, I really loved going to libraries, Silence is my thing.

But the bookmaster keeps on putting the blame on me, Really lame behavior.

Luckily, I had my closest friend and my brother to prove me wrong, I still get blamed for what i never did.

Growing up to live inside libraries, I loved to study about magic, Even though it isn’t real, I still loved the concept.

“Summon forth the power of the sun, Yield to the everlasting dragon reign, Bring forth!; Dragon’s breath.”   —  Something that goes along that line, It sounds funny.

Those concepts dont make any sense, There still really cool, Stuff like mana, Energy, It makes me love them.

But sad to know they dont exist, It wont stop from making me love it.

There was nothing much i could ever describe in my story, I was pretty much looked down in my class, They would usually insult me alot.

Well it was because i always bested them one at a time, Nothing i could do they were my sparring partners.

Aside from that, I perfected all my techniques, My speed, My form, All of the things needed.

It took half of my child youth to perfect it.

And nothing seemed going on my life, I lived to tell the tale.

But everything went zero.

I was diagnosed with an unknown curse, It was a reference to magic in the other world.

I was feeling like normal, But i couldnt move.

Like i was in a paralyzes, But i dont feel any sickness at all, It was like an overdose of medicine, And i felt like i ran a 30 mile marathon.

All at once.

I did remember the curse being named: “Iced witched Chain”.

Which translates to the curse of being iced, As in being frozen.

Nothing much i could do, There was no cure to that magic curse, Afterwards.

Many things happened.

It was only a snap of day before it came down to waste, The cost of my price.

I think i read the book which translated to “Land of wraith, Harbor of dawn, Kings of kings”, Which i got the curse of reading it.

Well nothing i can physically do about it.

My life was merely just got done.

At my final breath, My last sight.

My senses and presence, Gone to waste, All i saw was my fate..

I couldn't feel, See, Nor think…

It was death….

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But..

I saw a light.