Chapter 1 (The Return)

“Venerable Lord, don’t trust him that much. He does not even look humane,”
 Ashin Agga rejected his donor Maung Khwe’s word, shook his head and spoke,
“Donor, all lives deserve salvation. If we give love, then he shall give us back anyway,”
 Behind a wall, he heard what the monk and his donor were saying. But not only a few words he understood. The ascetic monk, too, knew nothing he uttered. He lived only because the ascetic had saved him, but still, he got his duty. Right then, his eyes focused on the donations the monk received.
 U Agga (Pronounced as Oo Agga) found this miserable person in the woods after a walk of alms receiving. On the spot, he noticed the inhumanity of the person, ashen skin and a high forehead. He wore a body-fit suit and had damaged legs. But if he didn’t save him, this person would not survive. Thus, because of compassion, the monk took this mysterious person to his bamboo hut and healed him. However, it seemed that the herbs of this world did not affect this stranger. 
 One day, when U Agga came back to his hut after a routine alms reception, he heard the stranger casting strange incantations even before he entered the hut. As he came in,
“Donor what are you speaking?” he asked, and then, his body levitated and felt afterward as if he had fallen into a dark abyss.
 As he opened his eyes, he felt a sharp pain from his legs. 
 “Huh, U Agga, now you have awakened,”
 Upon hearing a voice identical to his own, U Agga was shocked. Before him stood a person uniform of his body. Due to his shock, he patted his forehead and noticed that it was clear and wide
 He wanted to speak but could not. As he looked at himself, he noticed his wears were not robes but a body-fit suit and his skin was pale. He was the same as the person he saved. And the replica spoke,
“Don’t let your great mind deceive, my venerable. Oh. You humans' words are so dramatic. Good for me to take your body. Now people will give me food without me having any work to do,”
 As terror struck, U Agga wanted to scream back but his voice was something he could not understand.
 “Oh, you are asking who am I? Of course, I will answer! My name is Kava Lamine,”
 The person with the monk’s body struck U Agga’s neck with a dagger and threw the body into a nearby cliff. Preparing his robe and hiding his dagger, he went on receiving alms.
….Three Years later….
 Zeya woke up in dizziness.
 The surroundings were blurry. He broke the spacecraft’s door and got outside. His nose could smell ashes. As he stepped outside, he felt a sense of comfort due to the softness of the ground. This comfort…
 He had not felt this comfort for more than four years, but still, he could remember. Unlike the concrete soils from the planets of Gamma and Tatera, it was the moist and mushy velvet soil of Mother Earth. 
 Zeya set down and breathed the unpolluted, clean air of the earth. During this time, the sun had risen, along with its golden beams. The cold breeze fluttered his head and the branches and grasses danced with air. The birds sang their songs of welcome. Zeya realized his surroundings as a green and peaceful forest near a wide field. 
 He recounted his affairs one by one. Perhaps his psychic powers helped him to do faster. Yesterday, he arrived on Earth by using/stealing a Taterian spacecraft. As he entered the troposphere, he began finding his hometown, Ava (Pronounced as Inn Wa). Only when he found the Irrawaddy River and the kingdom of Mons (Hanthawaddy Kingdom), did he move further north. Before arriving at Ava, his spacecraft broke. And as he recounts more,
“The Mutent!! Where is it now?
 His eyes widened as he couldn’t see the mutant he bought from the planet, Tatera. He flew and searched nearby and found it nowhere. Perhaps it escaped during the crush. With its fast speed and shape-shifting abilities, the mutant could be a great threat to the surroundings. He regretted not killing it when he got the chance. Zeya was afraid that it might be attacking humans then. He planned to investigate the surrounding villages. 
“Hey, young man. The one with Mon haircut, who are ye? Art thou a spy?”
 Upon hearing the call, Zeya watched back and found an old farmer, probably the field owner, calling him. Perhaps, because of his short hair, the owner might be thinking that he was a Mon. 
“I’m not a Mon, Uncle. I’ve just ended my novicehood,” he replied. 
“What’s strange with thou clothes?” the farmer asked back. 
Zeya looked at himself and said,
“I came from a foreign playgroup. But now, the group has broken and I was left with no jobs. May I help ye with your field for a day?” he asked. The farmer thought of his deal. It was harvest day and he couldn’t do it alone, so he agreed with Zeya’s offer.
 Zeya removed his Taterian soldier uniform and black robe and went to the field shirtless. Harvesting was no big deal for him as he had done it before. While harvesting, he asked the farmer if he had seen any strange watery creatures in the surroundings, and the farmer replied “No” So, he thought that the mutant must have headed in another direction.
 Upon seeing Zeya working hard on the beating son, the farmer sighed. His form reminded him of someone.  
 That evening, Zeya had his dinner at the farmer’s house. The old farmer’s wife prepared her best dishes for the fortuitous volunteer boy. After dinner, the farmer asked him how many coins he wanted for the one-day farm work and Zeya replied that he needed no money but some old clothes and sarongs. 
 The Farmer’s wife brought a set of old clothes. Zeya noticed her eyes were teary. The farmer patted his wife and said, “It’s a donation. That’s it. He will like it too,” He too, began tearing. 
 Zeya felt a sense of sorrow and discomfort due to the sudden weeping of the old couple. Seeing the clothes fit him perfectly, he asked the husband“Are these the possessions of your son?”
“My son has disappeared for a year. Now they’re yours,” Suddenly,
“Alms!!, Alms!!” Noises suddenly appeared, and the couple forced Zeya to hide under a wooden box. Zeya was stunned for a moment.
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